<?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-6234362488955783825</id><updated>2011-11-30T15:56:29.160-02:00</updated><title type='text'>adorelices</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-2282109368873307649</id><published>2008-10-17T01:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:36:14.663-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[perdidos]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;vá dizer aos teus amigos que tua vida começou&lt;br /&gt;que a dor que te comia&lt;br /&gt;agora tu devora&lt;br /&gt;assistindo na tv&lt;br /&gt;margarinas e ordinárias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vá dizer aos teus vizinhos que a luta acabou&lt;br /&gt;que a festa só se finda&lt;br /&gt;quando o sono te pegar&lt;br /&gt;mal sabe ele que tu só dorme escondido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vá dizer ao teu amor que cansaste de amar&lt;br /&gt;que agora quer andar&lt;br /&gt;naquela foto desbotada&lt;br /&gt;que quer pintar com tuas cores&lt;br /&gt;aquele mar pra começar&lt;br /&gt;que quer abraçar só pra emendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"vai saber quando escrevi isso, tá no dia 8 de fevereiro, mas de repente era só uma folha branca."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-2282109368873307649?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/2282109368873307649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=2282109368873307649&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/2282109368873307649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/2282109368873307649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/10/perdidos-v-dizer-aos-teus-amigos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>thais</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-3447850720094692864</id><published>2008-10-08T23:06:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:24:26.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[hummmm...] fazia tempo que não aparecia aqui, já que eu estava postando sempre sobre a minha fase cinéfila. mas fim de semana, cervejotas, casa do namorado... e foi lá mesmo que eu vi meu último filme:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SO1q_XzZ7MI/AAAAAAAAACk/cw53taNkRps/s1600-h/leoes-e-cordeiros-poster01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SO1q_XzZ7MI/AAAAAAAAACk/cw53taNkRps/s200/leoes-e-cordeiros-poster01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254973977165163714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;posso falar? gostei muito não. o namorado gostou. eu achei que faltou ritmo. e senador por senador, prefiro o natan petrelli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rá! tô rica! pelo menos essa semana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-3447850720094692864?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/3447850720094692864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-3131786866897725178</id><published>2008-10-03T14:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:31:51.771-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[anjos]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOZWIObAdtI/AAAAAAAAACc/QkAh78a_jQ0/s1600-h/WingsOfDesire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOZWIObAdtI/AAAAAAAAACc/QkAh78a_jQ0/s200/WingsOfDesire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252980714684577490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;confesso que no começo achei chato, o alemão me incomodava, bruno ganz não é o ideal de galã, a lentidão e o preto e branco quase me fez desistir. mas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;asas do desejo&lt;/span&gt; me conquistou no final, damiel (bruno ganz) tem lá seu charme, e uma mocinha trapezista é bem mais legal que uma mocinha médica. o cabelo de marion é mafuá charmoso! haha&lt;br /&gt;e o mais engraçado, asas do desejo tem um final bem mais legal que cidade dos anjos!&lt;br /&gt;ah! e nick cave ás vezes me dá medo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-3131786866897725178?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/3131786866897725178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=3131786866897725178&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-4460029977740813467</id><published>2008-10-02T00:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:12:48.295-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[hunf]&lt;/span&gt; os dias poderiam correr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as legendas poderia sair junto com os seriados.&lt;br /&gt;pelo menos gossip girl e heroes eu já assisti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! e mais um filme:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOQ7p05tJKI/AAAAAAAAACU/4maqzzsgFko/s1600-h/made-of-honour-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOQ7p05tJKI/AAAAAAAAACU/4maqzzsgFko/s200/made-of-honour-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252388655182193826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o melhor amigo da noiva, &lt;/span&gt;só vale pra lembrar do patrick dempsey, que me acompanhou em várias sessões da tarde.&lt;br /&gt;e os irlandeses são bem mais interessantes que os escoceses! rá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-4460029977740813467?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/4460029977740813467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=4460029977740813467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/4460029977740813467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/4460029977740813467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/10/hunf-os-dias-poderiam-correr.html' title=''/><author><name>thais</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOQ7p05tJKI/AAAAAAAAACU/4maqzzsgFko/s72-c/made-of-honour-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-715952684725855630</id><published>2008-09-30T19:40:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:10:41.668-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[obs.:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOKtFOn9a5I/AAAAAAAAACM/k2cQFihLiXU/s1600-h/ps-iloveyou-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOKtFOn9a5I/AAAAAAAAACM/k2cQFihLiXU/s200/ps-iloveyou-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251950420804070290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;você acorda toda triste, pensando na morte da bezerra, com saudade do namorado, querendo fugir dessa vida idiota... o que você, moça boba faz?&lt;br /&gt;assiste &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s. eu te amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me encontro agora completamente desidratada com mais vontade ainda de colo de namorado, colo nada, vontade de grudar nele e não soltar nunca mais!&lt;br /&gt;pra acabar a noite escute essa música sem parar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9e6ce10" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-715952684725855630?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/715952684725855630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=715952684725855630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/715952684725855630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/715952684725855630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/09/obs.html' title=''/><author><name>thais</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOKtFOn9a5I/AAAAAAAAACM/k2cQFihLiXU/s72-c/ps-iloveyou-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-5129004172682881110</id><published>2008-09-29T13:39:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:05:59.976-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[=~~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOEE41ds8-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/qMQ-pK26HcA/s1600-h/amor-pode-dar-certo-poster01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOEE41ds8-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/qMQ-pK26HcA/s200/amor-pode-dar-certo-poster01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251484014961554402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nesse fim de semana minha irmã locou alguns filmes pra assistir, acabei que vi só um. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o amor pode dar certo&lt;/span&gt;", filme de amor pra morrer de chorar... filme bem menininha. griffin descobre que tem pouco tempo de vida por conta de um câncer e decide aproveitar o que ainda te resta, acaba conhecendo phoenix, na verdade sarah, essa também com câncer e em fase terminal.&lt;br /&gt;o tipo de filme bobinho que faz a gente pensar como aproveita pouco a vida, perde tempo com coisinhas e não presta atenção nas coisas boas.&lt;br /&gt;chorei horrores! haha! mas eu sou mole mesmo! até mandei mensagem pro namorado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falando em namorado, ele deu uma fugida no domingo e veio me ver! ahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;essa coisa de namoro á distância tem hora que dói!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: assisti mais dois filmes hoje!&lt;br /&gt;¹. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOGIhcghVrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UlhySwLnI0k/s1600-h/wanted3_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOGIhcghVrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UlhySwLnI0k/s200/wanted3_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251628748660364978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;procurado&lt;/span&gt;, filme de assassinos são sempre legais, angelina jolie com uma tatuagem luxo, armas todas enfeitadas. filme de menino que eu adoro. algumas coisas meio matrix mas mesmo assim muito bom! e bater em alguém com um teclado deve ser maravilhoso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;².&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOGJDo_uzZI/AAAAAAAAACE/EJSI_CTTs04/s1600-h/24263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SOGJDo_uzZI/AAAAAAAAACE/EJSI_CTTs04/s200/24263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251629336128048530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shortbus,&lt;/span&gt; pra mim um filme de suruba com pintos demais pro meu gosto. não sei qual é a intenção do filme, pelo menos a banda marcial no final é legal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-5129004172682881110?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/5129004172682881110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=5129004172682881110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ai ai...] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNqsbMnq0KI/AAAAAAAAABU/nYFCfFxsisY/s1600-h/chuck4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNqsbMnq0KI/AAAAAAAAABU/nYFCfFxsisY/s200/chuck4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249697898897789090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;já disse que adoro séries adolescentes né? assisto gossip girl desde o primeiro episódio e agora 90210! ô vontade de ser rica, bonita e bem vestida...&lt;br /&gt;mas falando de bem vestidos, chiques e interessantes voltemos à gossip girl, beverly hills não tem mais o mesmo charme de antes.&lt;br /&gt;e gossip girl significa ver chuck bass! o menino mais mimado, malvado, mau-caráter, cafajeste e irresistível! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNqsbpyF4cI/AAAAAAAAABk/hDNIjfVS9Kg/s1600-h/New-HQ-Ed-pics-chuck-bass-1272182-2011-2560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNqsbpyF4cI/AAAAAAAAABk/hDNIjfVS9Kg/s200/New-HQ-Ed-pics-chuck-bass-1272182-2011-2560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249697906726134210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai se eu tivesse uns 20 anos e fosse solteira! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNqrmHAZ9rI/AAAAAAAAABM/L9FVwa960zY/s1600-h/edwestwick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNqrmHAZ9rI/AAAAAAAAABM/L9FVwa960zY/s200/edwestwick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249696986857862834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;coisa clichê se interessar pelo bad boy da série né? mas gente, o que fazer quando esse rosto lindo faz cara de mau? suspirar n&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNqsbAJ6iUI/AAAAAAAAABc/fRwho9cIXVw/s1600-h/g38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNqsbAJ6iUI/AAAAAAAAABc/fRwho9cIXVw/s200/g38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249697895551764802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ainda se veste lindamente como um vovô rico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damborado, não fique com ciúmes, eu deixo você assistir a suburbana da cláudia raia! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[pipoca]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNKueCDQvfI/AAAAAAAAABE/rlMhwMVoPXE/s1600-h/00pollock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SNKueCDQvfI/AAAAAAAAABE/rlMhwMVoPXE/s200/00pollock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247448346809908722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nem só de séries adolescentes vive uma ruiva...&lt;br /&gt;daí que agora me propus a assitir todos os filmes que eu sempre tive vontade mas nunca disposição de assistir. vou colocar aqui do lado a lista deles.&lt;br /&gt;pra começar, apesar do começo de enxaqueca, assisti &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pollock&lt;/span&gt;. eu sempre quis assistir, primeiro por que adoro o ed harris e segundo por que adoro os quadros do pintor.&lt;br /&gt;artistas perturbados, caóticos, auto-destrutivos sempre me agradam. talvez porque me sinto um pouco assim, só não tenho coragem pra tanto. talvez por isso também me limito tanto... blá, blá, blá, whiskas sachet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acho a marcia gay harden um luxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8941410168065217537?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/8941410168065217537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=8941410168065217537&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[continua...]&lt;/span&gt; o aniversário passaou, a tpm passou, a crise namorística tepeêmica passou, o problema com as fotos está quase...&lt;br /&gt;alguém me arranja uma taça de champanhe e uma banheira?&lt;br /&gt;uma garrafa de champanhe vai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanhã é aniversário do damborado! yay! \o/&lt;br /&gt;mas eu não vou estar perto.&lt;br /&gt;hunf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6154026098711458852?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6154026098711458852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[inta, inta, inta]&lt;/span&gt; agora é quase 30!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8977261300208113039?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/8977261300208113039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=8977261300208113039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/8977261300208113039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/8977261300208113039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SLN9DMqeA_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/6_5zJe4Q5yA/s1600-h/303415092400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Ur7a19gbBs/SLN9DMqeA_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/6_5zJe4Q5yA/s320/303415092400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238668285454451698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a vermelha é a mais linda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calço 39! obrigada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-3905872480184217749?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/3905872480184217749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-8408504652324341272</id><published>2008-08-22T00:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:08:03.972-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[maracugina]&lt;/span&gt; essa coisa de assistir jogo só me atrapalha, o cara do quarto ao lado começou a roncar. na verdade acho q tá passando mal. e eu vou passar mal também. de raiva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8408504652324341272?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/8408504652324341272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[fuuuuuu]&lt;/span&gt; o aniversário do meu pai ontem, me fez ficar mais ansiosa. é que faltam 23 dias pro meu? faço lista de presentes? nas épocas áureas de blog fiz uma lista que rendeu viu? vamos fazer festa? quero festa com o namorado que faz aniversário 8 dias depois do meu.&lt;br /&gt;depois do dia 8 vou ficar no quase trinta. ai ai. e nem palntei uma árvore, nem escrevi um livro, muito menos fiz o cícero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje é dia de fotografar. aniversário de criança. eu nem gosto. mas na casa da tia vicentina sempre fico á vontade. pq posso simplesmente fotografar. brincar com ângulos, poses e enquadramentos. eles gostam é do meu jeito de fotografar. e isso é bom demais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6415417351425448648?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6415417351425448648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=6415417351425448648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6415417351425448648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6415417351425448648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/08/fuuuuuu-o-aniversrio-do-meu-pai-ontem.html' title=''/><author><name>kozi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-4489546289360472708</id><published>2008-08-15T02:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T02:45:22.847-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[saravá]&lt;br /&gt;a grande polêmica do momento!&lt;br /&gt;e eu sem entender porque ainda não tinha ido dormir.&lt;br /&gt;rá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6PTieZ7HjWo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6PTieZ7HjWo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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só pra você? a calma, o silêncio, ninguém pra incomodar...&lt;br /&gt;o seu sono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bom dia gentem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! para uma moça com quase trinta, que tem pais querendo ter netos, passar duas semanas entre fotos de bebês e grávidas não faz lá muuuito bem pra cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coitado do cícero, vai virar suco!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7896911903352732083?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7896911903352732083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7896911903352732083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kozievitch/2691021948/" title=".marcris filho por Thais Kozievitch, no Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3276/2691021948_14ed34b928_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" alt=".marcris filho" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-23670159430619684?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/23670159430619684/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=23670159430619684&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/23670159430619684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>kozi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-345663522433509527</id><published>2008-07-16T23:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:15:48.717-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[nine]&lt;/span&gt; hoje fotografei uma grávida de 9 meses!!! rá! imagina o parto rolando no estúdio? beto disse que o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kozi&lt;/span&gt; ia bombar depois disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manchete do jornal hoje:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"fotógrafa goiana faz parto durante sessão de fotos."&lt;/span&gt; (goiano não tem nome em jornal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei que na verdade eu ia desmaiar ou chorar sem parar, mas ninguém precisa saber.&lt;br /&gt;é ruim ter gente que não gosta de ser fotografada. enquanto mães tiram foto da barriga de 2 meses essa de hoje só veio por muita insistência da mãe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pobre cícero! rá!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-345663522433509527?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/345663522433509527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=345663522433509527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/345663522433509527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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disse amo você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amo amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foi um bom dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6248480371229080773?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6248480371229080773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=6248480371229080773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6248480371229080773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6248480371229080773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/07/preguia-papai-diz-que-presso-baixa-eu-j.html' title=''/><author><name>kozi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-6279561126851538913</id><published>2008-07-10T10:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:52:39.417-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[hunf] &lt;/span&gt;ai que saudades de FOTOGRAFAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por que vamos combinar, isso que eu faço nem chega perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6279561126851538913?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6279561126851538913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=6279561126851538913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6279561126851538913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6279561126851538913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/07/hunf-ai-que-saudades-de-fotografar-por.html' title=''/><author><name>kozi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-7645834311372926652</id><published>2008-07-09T11:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:52:38.638-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[desliz]&lt;/span&gt; coloquei uns links novos aqui do lado, tudo dica da &lt;a href="http://imaginarios.net/desliz/"&gt;tatiana reis&lt;/a&gt;. essa moça é de brasília e uma vez foi me visitar lá em goiânia, foi um fim de semana que eu não dá pra esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zengzung.blogspot.com/"&gt;zengzung&lt;/a&gt;, uma moça que esbarrei algumas vezes, mas por conta da minha desatenção e a vergonha dela nunca trocamos uma palavra. tati é uma daquelas fotógrafas que dá inveja, suas imagens me dá vontade de sair correndo na rua que nem criança, só pra sentir o vento. é isso, ela passa liberdade através de suas sombras, luzes e formas.&lt;br /&gt;ela me chama de jujuba gelada, por conta do meu gosto para docinhos guardados na geladeira.&lt;br /&gt;ela é chocolate. desses que derretem na boca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7645834311372926652?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7645834311372926652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7645834311372926652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7645834311372926652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dancinhas, michael jackson, momento namorandinho, lágrimas paternas, lágrimas da molenga...&lt;br /&gt;quero mais!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://inaugura%C3%83%C2%A7%C3%83%C2%A3o.kozifotografia.com"&gt;http://inauguração.kozifotografia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotonafesta.com.br"&gt;http://www.fotonafesta.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dannews.com.br/kozi/index.htm"&gt;http://www.dannews.com.br/kozi/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/6234362488955783825-8788106356485887586?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/8788106356485887586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[2 dias!] &lt;/span&gt;confesso que estou ficando desesperada. e se não der certo? e se ninguém vier? e se eu me comportar como uma samambaia de tanta vergonha?&lt;br /&gt;respira...&lt;br /&gt;respira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/6234362488955783825-7180993940097580134?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7180993940097580134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[oi?]&lt;/span&gt; ficar de agarramento no sofá com um mocinho na frente da mamãe de amiga?&lt;br /&gt;ui! super ganha pontos!&lt;br /&gt;e pra entrar pra lista é fácil que só.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunf. e acabou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-2360593467543530907?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/2360593467543530907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=2360593467543530907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/2360593467543530907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[qualquer] &lt;/span&gt;fico vendo fotos e mais fotos, minhas, de todo mundo, passeio por flickr, blog e qualquer bobagem. queria me fotografar. mas não descobri como. queria me mostrar, me escondendo nos auto-retratos. ou me esconder atrás de todos os meus personagens. uma vez, uma antiga amiga me perguntou depois de me ver ruiva se eu estava construindo um personagem.&lt;br /&gt;hoje respondo que sim, e estou construindo ainda, o espetáculo ainda demora a começar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6268390530465737002?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6268390530465737002/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[as pessoas]&lt;/span&gt; comem coisas estranhas, se vestem de forma estranha, se comportam de forma estranha.&lt;br /&gt;mas as bebidas... ah, as bebidas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-1136890273291394998?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/1136890273291394998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=1136890273291394998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/1136890273291394998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/1136890273291394998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-pessoas-comem-coisas-estranahs-se.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-9149586604616160197</id><published>2008-05-27T01:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:08:37.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[21]&lt;/span&gt; e não é o jogo!&lt;br /&gt;hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-9149586604616160197?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/9149586604616160197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=9149586604616160197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/9149586604616160197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/9149586604616160197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/05/21-e-no-o-jogo-hoho-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-7376329305240875524</id><published>2008-05-18T18:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:44:07.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[casa] &lt;/span&gt;acabei de chegar. ou de sair. minha casa é lá. minha casa é ele.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7376329305240875524?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7376329305240875524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7376329305240875524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7376329305240875524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7376329305240875524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/05/casa-acabei-de-chegar.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-4506340073092626589</id><published>2008-05-14T16:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:01:42.832-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[sessão da tarde] &lt;/span&gt;quer coisa melhor do que chegar em casa, televisão ligada e passando "te pego lá fora"? só se fosse o ferris bueller!!!&lt;br /&gt;rá!&lt;br /&gt;tem uma moça com um cabelo tão parecido com o meu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"post totalmente dedicado à janajana"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-4506340073092626589?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/4506340073092626589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[rá]&lt;/span&gt; eu vou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6021410016630569404?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6021410016630569404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=6021410016630569404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6021410016630569404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6021410016630569404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/04/r-eu-vou.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-1641787301897879693</id><published>2008-04-05T18:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T18:12:00.229-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[axé] &lt;/span&gt;ele vem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-1641787301897879693?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/1641787301897879693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[eu acredito é na rapaziada...] &lt;/span&gt;na próxima, que pelo menos venha com muito dinheiro. e quando eu digo muito dinheiro digo no mínimo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gossip girl lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu posso afirmar que os títulos do meus posts têm sempre alguma coisa a ver com o que eu escreve em seguida.&lt;br /&gt;pelo menos nos próximos 30 segundos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e boa noite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-1494623900062161035?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/1494623900062161035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[feno]&lt;/span&gt; já que quase ninguém lê isso mesmo, eu vou falar. sabe uma coisa que eu não "saporto"? coisas escritas em inglês. acho brega, de mau gosto e talvez até desrespeitoso. afinal de contas a gente mora no brasil!&lt;br /&gt;affe.&lt;br /&gt;studio? photography? photographer? por que? pra que? estúdio. fotografia. fotógrafo. é assim que se escreve.&lt;br /&gt;ah, e o programa que a gente usa pra edição de imagens chama photoshop. esse não dá pra colocar "F" no lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acho uma graça, quase ninguém escreve direito nesse país (eu muitas vezes me embanano). e quer inventar de escrever em inglês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;escreve em francês então. acho lindo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8379878045049636758?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-2966187003629715987</id><published>2008-03-31T09:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T09:30:50.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[paris] ainda bem que a semana acabou. por que senão quem acabava era eu. teve cerveja, beijo, dança, beijo, piscina, beijo, abraço, bom dia, beijo, comida, beijo, fotos, beijo...&lt;br /&gt;ai ai ai...&lt;br /&gt;volta semana, volta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-2966187003629715987?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/2966187003629715987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[red light]&lt;/strong&gt; eu sou uma quenga que sofre com dores de amor. mulambenta. mas tem ótimos cortes de cabelo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-3728205942645555311?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/3728205942645555311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=3728205942645555311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/3728205942645555311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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"perdições", dei risada e continuei pra ver onde ia dar, sentei no meio-fio e disparei a chorar, tentei voltar e me perdi mais.&lt;br /&gt;mas sabe o que acontece? eu vou me achando. ás vezes mais devagar, ás vezes numa virada de esquina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é. risadas são bem mais agradáveis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6536434208201835556?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6536434208201835556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=6536434208201835556&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6536434208201835556'/><link 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outras coisas também. mas é que hoje é segunda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6689855627110330271?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6689855627110330271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=6689855627110330271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6689855627110330271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6689855627110330271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/02/querer-eu-quero-mais-ouvir-dmb-regina.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-1721866295674093481</id><published>2008-02-21T11:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T11:46:31.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[rá!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compreendendo a diferença entre teoria e prática&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;21/02 (hoje) às 10h a 09/03 às 7h &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sol em oposição ao Mercúrio natal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre os dias 21/02 (hoje) às 10h e 09/03 às 7h, Thais, você perceberá a imensa diferença que existe entre as idéias que eventualmente temos e as viabilidades práticas para executá-las. De uma forma ou de outra, os acontecimentos e as circunstâncias ambientais não estarão viabilizando a aplicação de suas idéias, é bem provável inclusive que você venha a refletir acerca da necessidade de mudar seus planos e perceba o quanto algumas de suas idéias e teorias andam meio defasadas. Tudo isso pode lhe chatear muito, eu sei, pois é de fato muito chato quando planejamos as coisas, quando criamos toda uma idéia de como proceder, de como agir, e ocorrem imprevistos que nos levam a ter que replanejar tudo. Mas, pense bem: não será tudo isso uma excelente oportunidade para você flexibilizar sua mente, aprendendo novas maneiras de como fazer as coisas? Costumamos sofrer de "pensamento lateral", Thais, vendo as coisas apenas sob um determinado ponto de vista. Aí vem a vida e nos obriga a ver o outro lado das coisas. Isso é altamente libertador, muito mais do que ser apenas uma "coisa chata". Preste atenção e retire a lição inerente a este período: o Sol lhe esclarecerá outros pontos de vista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(já falei que adoro o horóscopo do &lt;a href="http://personare.com.br/"&gt;personare&lt;/a&gt;?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-1721866295674093481?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/1721866295674093481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=1721866295674093481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/1721866295674093481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/1721866295674093481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/02/r-compreendendo-diferena-entre-teoria-e.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-3742616232380897876</id><published>2008-02-15T16:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:49:12.190-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[malemolência] &lt;/strong&gt;ai ai...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-3742616232380897876?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/3742616232380897876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=3742616232380897876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/3742616232380897876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/3742616232380897876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/02/malemolncia-ai-ai.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-7804342864422476229</id><published>2008-02-11T11:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T11:43:42.605-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[acabou a orgia!]&lt;/strong&gt; nada como o horóscopo pra acalmar (tentar) as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nestes próximos dias, de 11/02 a 14/02, a Lua transitará pelo sexto setor&lt;br /&gt;do seu mapa, formando um ângulo harmonioso ao Sol no quarto setor: uma fase&lt;br /&gt;excelente para você organizar melhor sua vida e avaliar as questões pendentes,&lt;br /&gt;buscando soluciona-las, thais! Isso pode significar desde você arrumar melhor&lt;br /&gt;seu quarto ou casa, até mesmo estudar melhor suas finanças e gastos, passando&lt;br /&gt;por cuidados maiores com a saúde e a alimentação. A idéia aqui é a de&lt;br /&gt;previdência. Não convém farrear demais, este é um momento em que sua vida&lt;br /&gt;precisa de mais ordem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7804342864422476229?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7804342864422476229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7804342864422476229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7804342864422476229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7804342864422476229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/02/acabou-orgia-nada-como-o-horscopo-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-8285906317634888341</id><published>2008-02-08T02:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T02:17:25.060-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[buh]&lt;/strong&gt; não sei explicar muito bem, é como se de repente eu acordasse numa realidade paralela. como eu posso explicar a tal realidade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;não é que nada do que passou não tenha acontecido. aconteceu. mas no meio disso teve uma pausa pra eu dar uma caminhada por aí, ver como anda a construção. ou a reforma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e junto com isso veio uma tonelada de emoções guardadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;esperar ansiosa. coração apertado. sorriso bobo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e as músicas! todas elas! como num videoclipe que nuuunca acaba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bom, acabar até acaba, mas eu ainda tenho que aprender a dançar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8285906317634888341?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/8285906317634888341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=8285906317634888341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/8285906317634888341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/8285906317634888341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/02/buh-no-sei-explicar-muito-bem-como-se.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-6021225364657278270</id><published>2008-02-04T11:17:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:22:52.903-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[achados]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perdi meus sapatos.&lt;br /&gt;os preferidos.&lt;br /&gt;que me apertavam os dedos.&lt;br /&gt;e enchiam de calos os calcanhares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perdi o vestido predileto.&lt;br /&gt;aquele que mostrava minha barriga sedentária.&lt;br /&gt;que não escondia a falta de bunda.&lt;br /&gt;e mostrava os seios diferentes um do outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perdi meus óculos.&lt;br /&gt;aqueles que mais gostava de usar.&lt;br /&gt;arranhados.&lt;br /&gt;deixavam cada dia mais nublado.&lt;br /&gt;me machucavam as orelhas.&lt;br /&gt;e escorregavam pelo nariz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perdi os cabelos.&lt;br /&gt;que já foram de todas as cores.&lt;br /&gt;de todas as formas.&lt;br /&gt;e nunca parava no lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perdi as unhas.&lt;br /&gt;vermelhas.&lt;br /&gt;descascadas.&lt;br /&gt;roídas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perdi você.&lt;br /&gt;e estou bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mania de não colocar data no que eu escrevo.&lt;br /&gt;sei que faz tempo.&lt;br /&gt;e foi a última vez que escrevi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6021225364657278270?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6021225364657278270/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=6021225364657278270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6021225364657278270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6021225364657278270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/02/achados-perdi-meus-sapatos.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-7563700738471387078</id><published>2008-02-03T13:41:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T13:42:47.041-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[delivery]&lt;/strong&gt; não é porque eu estou aqui que não tenha o direito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e o carnaval?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;vai bem obrigada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gracinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7563700738471387078?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7563700738471387078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7563700738471387078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7563700738471387078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7563700738471387078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/02/delivery-no-por-que-eu-estou-aqui-que.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-8122795368826155155</id><published>2008-02-01T04:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T04:35:02.038-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[oi?]&lt;/strong&gt; dias divertidos. preciso de mais alguns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;só pra passar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;e o povo me deixa em casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;e o Béé-tô Cár-rê-ro que morreu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8122795368826155155?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/8122795368826155155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=8122795368826155155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/8122795368826155155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/8122795368826155155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/02/oi-dias-divertidos.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-8325270403385930082</id><published>2008-01-29T20:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:12:03.143-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;eu queria ligar. gritar. correr. qualquer coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;queria poder ouvir aquele oi de quem ficava feliz quando eu ligava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mesmo se fosse pra eu desligar depois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;não dá. eu sei. e preciso não fazer isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mas aquele oi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;eu fico ouvindo, ouvindo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;e dói.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que raiva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;manda isso passar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ou me dê um pouco daquele dia da vodka envenenada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8325270403385930082?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/8325270403385930082/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=8325270403385930082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/8325270403385930082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/8325270403385930082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/01/eu-queria-ligar.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-7739827531971591650</id><published>2008-01-29T11:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T11:55:21.602-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;alguém me dá uma cadeira nova?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7739827531971591650?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7739827531971591650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7739827531971591650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7739827531971591650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7739827531971591650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/01/algum-me-d-uma-cadeira-nova.html' title=''/><author><name>kozi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-7513792330784464358</id><published>2008-01-28T15:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:12:27.068-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoje está sendo um daqueles dias terríveis.&lt;br /&gt;tá doendo, apertando, sufocando.&lt;br /&gt;e com essa chuva só consigo pensar em ficar olhando pro pé de acerola através da janela.&lt;br /&gt;as coisas deviam ser simples.&lt;br /&gt;e eu queria não querer correr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7513792330784464358?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7513792330784464358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7513792330784464358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7513792330784464358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7513792330784464358'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;e vou depois pra praçar tomar sorvete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu odeio o sorvete da praça, e me recuso a tomar picolé de côco.&lt;br /&gt;mas tem antarctica né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguém me dê aula de gramática?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-9137318783802643865?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/9137318783802643865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=9137318783802643865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/9137318783802643865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/9137318783802643865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/01/hic-uma-einequm-e-queridos-bbados-se.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-404012956762880218</id><published>2008-01-26T16:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T16:43:07.032-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[:(] &lt;/strong&gt;sabe aquela coisa de respirar fundo e fazer?&lt;br /&gt;eu queria não respirar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-404012956762880218?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/404012956762880218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=404012956762880218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/404012956762880218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/404012956762880218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/01/sabe-aquela-coisa-de-respirar-fundo-e.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-5870958834195927546</id><published>2008-01-25T17:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:21:59.580-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[bah]&lt;/strong&gt; cansada. é essa a palavra. têm horar que eu pareço rodar e não saio do lugar. falta coragem. e vontade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estou fazendo uma blusa de tricot. com todas as cores de novelo que eu tinha. é pra acabar com o estoque!&lt;br /&gt;tem rosa, roxo, laranja, marrom, azul, verde...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu devia largar mão era de ser emo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-5016160267204668314</id><published>2008-01-24T08:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T08:54:58.184-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[cocoricó]&lt;/strong&gt; adoro vizinhos (entenda hóspedes do hotel) super conversando super alto no super celular ás super 8 da manhã. mas daí o meu super celular toca avisando que o arquivo que mandei está corrompido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meu cérebro se encontra corrompido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-5016160267204668314?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/5016160267204668314/comments/default' title='Postar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-5278650513823671401</id><published>2008-01-21T11:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T11:13:36.676-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[tá quase]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e eu boboca babando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kozievitch/2204680502/" title=".tá quase por thais.kozievitch, no Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2056/2204680502_4a9178b611.jpg" width="251" height="500" alt=".tá quase" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-5278650513823671401?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2056/2204680502_4a9178b611_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-3590979577643969789</id><published>2008-01-18T11:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:15:13.937-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[sacola]&lt;/strong&gt; o que eu queria mesmo era fugir. assim, viajar por um mês pra um lugar onde ninguém tenha a mínima "loção" de onde seja. e eu ficaria lá com minhas havaianas pretas. e talvez inventasse histórias mirabolantes sobre a minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu nunca menti sobre a minha família, origem essas coisas quando era criança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas assim, esse lugar bem que poderia ter praia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-3590979577643969789?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/3590979577643969789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=3590979577643969789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/3590979577643969789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/3590979577643969789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2008/01/sacola-o-que-eu-queria-mesmo-era-fugir.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-5692630712623555839</id><published>2008-01-16T12:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:14:20.934-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[daí]&lt;/strong&gt; eu ia escrever sobre umas coisas, mas o almoço ficou pronto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-5692630712623555839?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/5692630712623555839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[yay!]&lt;/strong&gt; minha irmã viajou e não levou minha câmera.&lt;br /&gt;mas levou o cartão de memória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o namorado vem hoje!&lt;br /&gt;e eu prometi não brigar. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu tenho um quarto novo. e roupas numa mala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-713067471820620722?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/713067471820620722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=713067471820620722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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que gosto. nem preciso dizer que nem todos me entendem. também tenho a mania de ler as coisas que aparecem na rua. em voz alta. a heloá, amiga de goiânia sempre dava risada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inenarrável. essa é uma das minhas preferidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adoro ferramentas bobas de brógues. graças a uma delas achei dona mil. minha amiga querida de gramado. amizade que nasce regada a frio, vinho e fondue não tem como não dar certo. né? daí fiquei lá lendo as coisinhas dela. e sentindo falta de quando eu conseguia escrever mais de quatro linhas e com algum nexo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ainda ouvi dave matthews band! hohoho! amigas de bom gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tá na hora mesmo de fazer metas pra 2008?&lt;br /&gt;serve uma tipo: &lt;br /&gt;-não matar o namorado quando encontrá-lo?&lt;br /&gt;-não abrir o cofre antes de estar cheio de moedas?&lt;br /&gt;-usar a agenda liiiiinda que eu ganhei no natal?&lt;br /&gt;-sempre tirar a maquiagem antes de dormir?&lt;br /&gt;-não torturar o namorado antes de matá-lo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já passou o natal, não preciso mais me comportar pra ganhar presente? hohoh. e o natal foi gordinho. teve frasqueira, agenda, perfume, pincéis pra maquiagem, blush... eu queria todas as maquiagens do mundo! hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguém me dá um scarpin vermelho e uma garrafa de &lt;a href="http://www.wholefoodsmarket.com/products/wine/images/champagne.jpg"&gt;champagne&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8358138603499432686?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/8358138603499432686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-8910925965792099076</id><published>2007-12-27T11:33:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T11:35:11.013-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[pensão]&lt;/strong&gt; você mora em mim. e eu em você.&lt;br /&gt;e nada de hóspedes.&lt;br /&gt;hunf!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o piso todo branquinho. e meu pai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"quem vai limpar?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8910925965792099076?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/8910925965792099076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[quebra]&lt;/strong&gt; não me lembrava o quanto é bom ver as coisas dando certo. hoho. a pista tá quase pronta, quem quiser traga seus patins e skate.&lt;br /&gt;não vou deixar nem respirarforte em cima daquele chãozinho todo branco. mas vai ter o que beber!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;eu ando eufórica!&lt;br /&gt;mal posso esperar pra ir escolher o piso.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;querqueeutireumafotosua?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandem avisar pro namorado que a saudade é gigantona. e que eu queria ele aqui pra ver as coisinhas sendo construídas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-8446154386303733187?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-1199380742896568385</id><published>2007-12-09T15:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T12:18:51.512-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[meow]&lt;/strong&gt; tirar onda de gatinha. haha. me mata.&lt;br /&gt;quer me ver na webcam?&lt;br /&gt;;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post totalmente irônico só pra eu ficar rindo. e passar um pouco da raiva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-1199380742896568385?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/1199380742896568385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[salada]&lt;/strong&gt; essa semana resolvi sair da toca e fui com a minha mãe fazer compras. cheguei na frutaria e me deu uma tristeza profundo. os anjos não estão mais nas couve-flores (sei lá qual é o plural certo). a dona do lugar retirou todas as mensagens que acompanhava os preços. triste. muito triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poderiam inventar um protetor solar que durasse a vida inteira. minhas costas iam agradecer e não teriam uma marca horrível de blusa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu vejo o namorado e a saudade só aumenta. feliz por ver as coisas dando certo pra ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o projeto era uma surpresa pra ele, acabou sendo pra mim. cabelo loiro branco + tinta vermelha = rosa tipo glam (né carol?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-3390289156661275758</id><published>2007-11-20T13:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T13:17:56.508-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[ai meu obturador]&lt;/strong&gt; daí que eu tenho só tv aberta aqui na casa dos meus pais. se não fosse a internet pra baixar um monte de série eu já teria surtado. &lt;br /&gt;mas então. de manhã normalmente vou pra sala assistir tv com mamãe e papai. qualquer um que assista a programação matinal da tv sente no mínimo uma dor de cabeça. &lt;br /&gt;daí que toda segunda feira no programa &lt;a href="http://www.redetv.com.br/siteredetv/grupos/programas/bomdiamulher/agenda.aspx"&gt;bom dia mulher com olga bongiovani&lt;/a&gt; aparece um ser chamado &lt;a href="http://www.marciafernandes.com.br/principal_conheca.aspx"&gt;márcia fernandes&lt;/a&gt;. eu já vi a moça em vários canais, conversando com mortos do carandiru, jogando pipoca na cama de não sei quem, psicografando cartas do além. &lt;br /&gt;só que agora ela surgiu com uma nova forma de ver espíritos e fazer consultas. ela vê espíritos em fotos! meu pai se assusta com as risadas que dou deitada no sofá.&lt;br /&gt;não exsite longa exposição, dupla exposição, foto tremida, filme vencido, má revelação, defeito no sensor. nada do que eu estudei é verdade! todas essa imagens são espíritos que vem nos assombrar! eles sugam o nosso ectoplasma!&lt;br /&gt;juro! por um momento quase peguei uma das minhas brincadeiras feitas com flash ou mesmo qualquer montagem besta no photoshop pra mandar pra lá.&lt;br /&gt;mas daí deu aquela preguiça né?&lt;br /&gt;o problema é que tem gente que paga pra essa moça limpar sua casa impregnada de espíritos que escolhem banheiro e cozinha, por conta dos azulejos que são mais frios e os batentes de porta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ai. quanto espíritos me perseguem nessa foto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_erL4qNu_OAk/R0L6dVnsGcI/AAAAAAAAABk/xl7XXEP8D4c/s1600-h/2007-09-01,+poserexp+024_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_erL4qNu_OAk/R0L6dVnsGcI/AAAAAAAAABk/xl7XXEP8D4c/s320/2007-09-01,+poserexp+024_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134941907082549698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-3390289156661275758?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/3390289156661275758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-4685255592012957055</id><published>2007-11-16T20:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:09:25.143-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[shhh]&lt;/strong&gt; sempre me disseram pra não falar das coisas que ainda não aconteceram.&lt;br /&gt;e é verdade minha gente.&lt;br /&gt;tudo dando pra trás, obrigado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas nada que um bom piti, com gritos, choros e ameaças de assassinato não resolva.&lt;br /&gt;quer dizer, não resolve, mas eu saio calminha, calminha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verde é uma boa cor né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fico olhando fotos na internet e me dá uma vontade de pegar alguma moça aqui pra fotografar. mas as bonitinhas não iam aceitar e as feias eu dispenso. hahaha. ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o cabelo tá loiro e eu estou enjoada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estou viciada em gossip girl, nada como sonhar em ser uma adolescente rica morando em ny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e o feirado que não passa? e carol que não vem me visitar? e o namorado que não mora aqui? e eu que não moro lá?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje é um bom dia pra encher a cara.&lt;br /&gt;só não vale chegar passando mal e chorar para o pai. tadinho dele.&lt;br /&gt;lembrarei do engov. e de ir chorar sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;coisa mais triste. atéa psicóloga riu de mim. essa fase bêbada chorona é tão maria lá do bairro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-4685255592012957055?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-6697472824097772431</id><published>2007-11-08T17:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:33:15.480-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[haha]&lt;/strong&gt; papai pensa que me engana.&lt;br /&gt;nem se aprecesse uma caminhão da granero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e quem acha que não vai sair de casa hoje?&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;chuva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6697472824097772431?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6697472824097772431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[clap, clap]&lt;/strong&gt; a vida por aqui anda um caos obrigada.&lt;br /&gt;só chove&lt;br /&gt;sexta é aniversário da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;quinta tem show do gonzalles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a casa tá caindo. ou mudando de lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e eu só queria que chegasse sexta pra ganhar colo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7592526350518404751?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7592526350518404751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7592526350518404751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_erL4qNu_OAk/Ryi5t9lNXtI/AAAAAAAAABc/qwIbL3G-da0/s1600-h/0,,5289773-NDP,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_erL4qNu_OAk/Ryi5t9lNXtI/AAAAAAAAABc/qwIbL3G-da0/s320/0,,5289773-NDP,00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127552375037189842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e eu vou perder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-2597435112130332028?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/2597435112130332028/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=2597435112130332028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[insônia]&lt;/strong&gt;e eu descobri agora o porque. amanhã é dia de ir lá pra orizona. &lt;br /&gt;mas antes:&lt;br /&gt;levar bicicleta pro conserto&lt;br /&gt;redação(em inglês)&lt;br /&gt;aulinhas improdutivas de inglês&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguém conhece um pedreiro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguém me leva nos congos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu odeio sentir saudade e não poder matar. hunf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-4215700018172096739?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/4215700018172096739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[9,7]&lt;/strong&gt; tão bonito, meu nome vai pro quadro de melhores alunos.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;e meu inglês continua péssimo, obrigada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ás vezes me pergunto o porque de ter voltado.&lt;br /&gt;mamãe fez mexido, com ervilhas frescas!&lt;br /&gt;mais algum pergunta?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-70694127397968138?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/70694127397968138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=70694127397968138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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verde, todo mundo que eu conheço adora churrasco (menos a kélvia), tia délcia fofa, thais mal-educada, nem sei se isso é junto, domingo com café amargo, telefonema na cama, ai que saudade, almoço sem cheiro verde, bolachinhas escondidas, notebook salvador, pão de queijo e coca cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e overdose de gilmore girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posso roubar o namorado e guardá-lo no quarto?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7667794791944730893?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7667794791944730893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7667794791944730893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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pires me chamam de thais macedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu bombo demais nessa cidade! uhulll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-5307397121013055684?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/5307397121013055684/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=5307397121013055684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/5307397121013055684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/5307397121013055684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2007/10/google-por-que-eu-adoro-pires-do-rio.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-6015891271738190678</id><published>2007-10-26T10:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T10:58:07.814-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[rérigueri]&lt;/strong&gt; e hoje depois de uma reforma no cabelo vou pra casa da vóvó. aniversário do vôvô. final de semana com muita preguiça. vou é terminar de assistir gilmore girls. deus salve o inventor do notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei que o blog era pra falar daqui da minha cidade. mas pra isso eu teria que sair de casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semana que vem vou nos congos! hahaah! daí eu falo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6015891271738190678?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6015891271738190678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=6015891271738190678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6015891271738190678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/6015891271738190678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2007/10/rrigueri-e-hoje-depois-de-uma-reforma.html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o melhor é que não nessa história eu sei quem é cada um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e vai você montar num cavalo e sumir!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-795331435288130139?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/795331435288130139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=795331435288130139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/795331435288130139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/795331435288130139'/><link rel='alternate' 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15 em 15 dias. se ela conseguir mais um dia de atendimento aqui em pires talvez as sessões sejam semanais. se tudo realmente indicar que eu tenho transtorno bipolar vou fazer exame pra ver a quantas anda o meu lítio.&lt;br /&gt;não dá pra ficar perdida mais 10 anos.&lt;br /&gt;perdi uns 10 quilos hoje. pena que não apareça na balança.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-916451034989438485?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/916451034989438485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=916451034989438485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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daqui hoje. faz muito tempo que ela já não é mais a mesma. piriguete tocou 427 vezes. uma coisa misturada com vodka me deram pra beber. parecia quik. e não fez do meu leite uma alegria.&lt;br /&gt;cheguei em casa meia-noite e meia.&lt;br /&gt;cama gigaaaaaaaante.&lt;br /&gt;hoje tem parente em casa. priminhos. parece que o calor afetou até as crianças, estão tão calminhos.&lt;br /&gt;e eu dormi a tarde inteira. no meio da história recebi um telefonema. tão bom escutar sua voz. saudade gigaaaaaaaaaaaaante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vontade de carol visita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh! eu vou me formar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6224922081512624118?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-6941776186558075614</id><published>2007-10-07T15:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:24:17.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[silêncio]&lt;/strong&gt; só em pires do rio. inventamos de ir para uma festa. dan e eu. na porta, policiais. "pode ter festa, mas não pode ter música".&lt;br /&gt;mas hein? o que a gente vai fazer na festa? rezar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;britney bombando! hoho! gimme more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as pessoas se acabam no mastro! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;últimas frase sem qualquer significado humanamente detectado!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-6941776186558075614?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/6941776186558075614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=6941776186558075614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kozievitch/1489342261/"&gt;fotos&lt;/a&gt;(que ficaram liiindas!). vamos pra feirinha? vamos!&lt;br /&gt;fila gigante na barraca da madalena. vamos pra cerveja. e bebe, conversa, bebe, programa revista, bebe, conversa, anunciam o defunto (aqui em pires do rio, o mesmo cara que anuncia as promoções do planeta frutas também anuncia os mortos), bebe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daí que a fila diminui. mas o risole acabou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momento post idiota mode: on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-2635759820779524615?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/2635759820779524615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[little]&lt;/strong&gt; hoje foi dia de inglês. ou melhor de entretenimento rodeada por adolescentes. o dia que a professora falar inglês eu falo francês. fluentemente.&lt;br /&gt;mas os dias de escolinha são dias legais. os meninos são uma piada. hoje levei umas fotos que eu tinha de alguns pra mostrar. foi divertido.&lt;br /&gt;saindo de lá, fui procurar um sapato apropriado pro sábado (eu vou fotografar um noivado). qual a probabilidade de encontrar a mesma pessoa não-querida em duas lojas no prazo de cinco minutos? &lt;br /&gt;em pires do rio?&lt;br /&gt;somado com o meu azar?&lt;br /&gt;137%&lt;br /&gt;mas a gente sorri né? em cidade pequena todo mundo sorri.&lt;br /&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas tá, achei um sapato qualquer, não o dos meus sonhos, mas melhor do que fotografar de salto 15. não procurei muito também. medo de roubarem o meu automóvel estacionado na porta. sim, pires do rio é uma violência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o estúdio tá quase limpo. é bom entrar lá e começar imaginá-lo como meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estou feliz também pelo trampo de sábado. a mãe da noiva veio me procurar hoje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feliz. mas com uma saudade do namorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! comprei uma meia-calça liiiinda! só não tenho lugar pra usar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-2045785330666552401?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/2045785330666552401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=2045785330666552401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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resolvam. uma saída desesperada na sexta. nada de beber vinho antes de sair. aqui tem quermesse! mas daí que sábado liga a carol! ela chegou! vamos pra casa da vó. fernando e fernanda, cervejas, ruffles, floresta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tá, eu tô velha gente! não agüento tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas até curtir a ressaca no domingo foi bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e na segunda? aula de inglês.&lt;br /&gt;e fotos, muitas fotos. fotografar a dani é sempre bom.&lt;br /&gt;ter o dan de produtor é melhor ainda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loira? hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7159625037919413997?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7159625037919413997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[!]&lt;/span&gt;a sensação da semana? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma chuva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juro. tá de matar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-1969121953121767456?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/1969121953121767456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=1969121953121767456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/1969121953121767456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rio.&lt;br /&gt;beber cerveja e chegar a conclusão que eu não nasci pra ganhar na megasena.&lt;br /&gt;nem o fernando.&lt;br /&gt;ahsduhdasuhdasisdhiadsh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nós somos pessoas muito más!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e os dias aqui vão passando melhor depois de fim de semanas perfeitos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-1809236799254068643?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/1809236799254068643/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=1809236799254068643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/1809236799254068643'/><link 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bom andar na rua. encontrar com perdidos como eu. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;se aqui tá calor, imagina na capitar?&lt;br /&gt;mas que hoje eu trocava, trocava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que difícil comprar uma lapiseira, o moço da papelaria depois de acordar me mostrou um monte, todas arranhadas, pedi umas novas, ele me mostrou mais umas arranhadas.&lt;br /&gt;depois de muito procurar, achei, uma intacta, quer dizer, tirando o preço colado nela.&lt;br /&gt;não sei, mas só aqui eu vi etiqueta de preço em lapiseira.&lt;br /&gt;tá, paguei 2,50 e vim embora feliz com minha lapiseira azul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ô vida besta sô!&lt;br /&gt;alguém me leva pro bar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-1019680998368713314?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-7042116097797151653</id><published>2007-09-11T19:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:58:14.424-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[pen]&lt;/span&gt; daí que você se muda pra uma cidade pequena, opções pouquíssimas, nada de estúdio por enquanto, tv aberta, pouqíssimos amigos, os que não estão escondidos estão trabalhando.&lt;br /&gt;solução?&lt;br /&gt;vamos voltar pro inglês? vamos começar espanhol?&lt;br /&gt;língua pra dentro, língua pra fuera!&lt;br /&gt;eu queria fazer francês, mas daí já era demais né?&lt;br /&gt;mas se precisar dizer 91 em paris eu juro que todo mundo entende.&lt;br /&gt;ah! vou readquirir meu porte de arma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-7042116097797151653?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/7042116097797151653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=7042116097797151653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7042116097797151653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/7042116097797151653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2007/09/pen-da-que-voc-se-muda-pra-uma-cidade.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-4583775775353664912</id><published>2007-09-05T11:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T11:46:16.600-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[deus nos acuda]&lt;/span&gt; como pires do rio é uma cidade super movimentada, agitada, sempre que posso acompanho minha mãe à frutaria. nada como ver quanto custa a mandioca do pedrinho não é minha gente? embalada a vácuo. higiene até nos tubérculos.&lt;br /&gt;mas então. a dona de lá é evangélica, nota-se pelos cartazes pregados nas paredes, um tal de tabernáculo não sei de quê. mas o que mais me chama a atenção são as mensagens embaixo dos preços dos "podrutos", são trechos da bíblia e outras do gênero. bom, se não me engano na seção da couve-flor tem a seguinte fras: "senhor, põe teus anjos aqui!"&lt;br /&gt;te falar? acho isso tão bizarro e engraçado que da próxima vez no meu safari vegetal prometo levar minha câmera.&lt;br /&gt;e ah! o tomate lá tá super em conta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;advinha quem faz aniversário no sábado?&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-4583775775353664912?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/4583775775353664912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=4583775775353664912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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desejado pelas mulheres: leandro candinha. muitas &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"dogras"&lt;/span&gt; depois ele está irreconhecível, e completamente perturbado. ás vezes ele te reconhece, outras não.&lt;br /&gt;ontem na minha saída pra tomar coca-cola ele apareceu. pediu pro fernando um cigarro e um chiclete. e depois colocou a mão no meu ombro e disse: oi thais, tudo bem? prazer em revê-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bom, estou eu aqui lutando com a bateria do moptop quando minha mãe vem me contar:&lt;br /&gt;thais, o leandro, aquele doido, vem todo os dias aqui no hotel tomar café da manhã,daí que hoje ele enrolou um pedaço de papel e pediu fogo pra acender. minha mãe disse que aquilo não era cigarro e ele respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;não é cigarro mesmo, eu só fumo maconha. quer uma pitadinha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;minha mãe:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;eu nem sei fumar maconha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ele: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mas é fácil, eu te ensino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;minha mãe:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hoje eu tô ocupada, mas quando eu tiver um tempo eu te chamo pra você me ensinar tá?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como não adorar minha mãe não é minha gente?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-5196700555948027399?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/5196700555948027399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=5196700555948027399&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 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têm sido no mínimo decepcionantes. tá carinho de mamãe e papai é bom demais. mas a faltado que fazer, o sumiço dos amigos e a saudade do namorado aperta o meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;e pra piorar meu estômago resolveu brigar comigo de novo, meu médico disse que é culpa dos meus transtornos de humor. talvez isso explique a crise de ontem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preciso fotografar, conversar, rir, andar de bicicleta, tomar coca-cola e abraçar quem tá longe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o problema é que eu não me contento com meia lista. tem que ser inteira.&lt;br /&gt;mas como diz o fernando: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"vamos tomar coca por que a cidade tá um cocô!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enquanto isso vou ouvir o &lt;a href="http://piresdoriofm.com.br/"&gt;programa do dan&lt;/a&gt; e depois gilmore girls!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-1646977475671088379</id><published>2007-08-24T18:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:34:05.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[:)]&lt;/span&gt; pronto. internet decente em casa.&lt;br /&gt;falta voltar a fotografar.&lt;br /&gt;e limpar a buatchy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-1646977475671088379?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/1646977475671088379/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[na capital]&lt;/span&gt; mais um dia indo na faculdade. mais difícil do que terminar a faculdade é conseguir colar grau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;subway&lt;br /&gt;jerônimo, rodrigo e marcus&lt;br /&gt;jafé e duvilgo&lt;br /&gt;sorvete&lt;br /&gt;joaquim&lt;br /&gt;e beto pra dizer bom dia&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fotos ampliadas e não buscadas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-4451556649733990630?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/4451556649733990630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=4451556649733990630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/4451556649733990630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/4451556649733990630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2007/08/na-capital-mais-um-dia-indo-na.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-636897406740015363</id><published>2007-08-11T15:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T15:35:33.542-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[ainda]&lt;/span&gt; não consegui escrever um post ainda lá de pires do rio. que falta me faz uma internet decente.&lt;br /&gt;vou ali afogar as mágoas na subway!&lt;br /&gt;mas como é bom ter alguém pra dar bom dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-636897406740015363?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/636897406740015363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6234362488955783825&amp;postID=636897406740015363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/636897406740015363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234362488955783825/posts/default/636897406740015363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/2007/08/ainda-no-consegui-escrever-um-post.html' title=''/><author><name>adorela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-4917955814359380278</id><published>2007-08-02T12:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T12:55:14.290-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[brejeira]&lt;/span&gt; tô indo agora prum lugar todinho meu.&lt;br /&gt;bem, é do meu pai e da minha mãe também.&lt;br /&gt;e não tem rede preguiçosa.&lt;br /&gt;mas tá.&lt;br /&gt;beijo, o ddd é 64.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-4917955814359380278?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234362488955783825.post-6125095322273888385</id><published>2007-08-02T09:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T23:51:33.424-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[nham]&lt;/span&gt; sabe do que eu vou realmente sentir falta?&lt;br /&gt;subway.&lt;br /&gt;ai.&lt;br /&gt;em pires do rio temos com opções gastronômicas, pit-dogs[sanduicherias]com sanduíches que são como uma bomba pro meu frágil estômago, duas pizzarias onde eu não conigo nem passar na porta e o cachorro-quente da matriz, que assim, os piresinos são resitentes. uma guerra bacteriológica seria inútil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai: pão 3 queijos, frango teriaki, mostarda, pimenta calabresa, salada.&lt;br /&gt;ai ai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me recuso a falar das esfirras salvadoras do habib's.&lt;div 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e o único bar decente do lugar fica do outro lado da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;não. eu não sei dirigir.&lt;br /&gt;tenho uma carteira vencida faz uns sei lá, 4 anos. mas eu tenho pânico do volante. prometo pra mim toda segunda não fazer regime (coisa que eu precisava), mas entrar na auto-escola. o namorado prometeu umas aulas mas acho que faltou coragem, minha e dele de perder o carro.&lt;br /&gt;o namorado ficou em goiânia.&lt;br /&gt;tenho um computador linda e uma internet discada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essa cidade ás vezes parece tão grande.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234362488955783825-3662067761144469859?l=adorelices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adorelices.blogspot.com/feeds/3662067761144469859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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