<?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-706854576179470459</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:29:19.418-03:00</updated><title type='text'>thats Greeat</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-2468405728728318047</id><published>2009-12-05T12:27:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:59:33.396-02:00</updated><title type='text'>nada vai conseguir mudar o que ficou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SxpzgwcK4BI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HMXp9Pcd3Bg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SxpzgwcK4BI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HMXp9Pcd3Bg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411764908835135506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eu to formando a 8ª série (9º ano) esse ano, e quinta feira foi a nossa missa. Ah, foi muito triste! Despedida de todo mundo, dos professores. Tiveram homenagens que nós fizemos, e claro, tiramos fotos com todos! É bem difícil ter que despedir das pessoas com quem eu passei a melhor parte da minha vida. Uns eu conheci há mais de 8 anos, outros há 4, 3, 2 anos. Mesmo as pessoas que entraram na turma esse ano vão fazer falta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-2468405728728318047?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2468405728728318047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/nada-vai-conseguir-mudar-o-que-ficou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2468405728728318047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2468405728728318047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/nada-vai-conseguir-mudar-o-que-ficou.html' title='nada vai conseguir mudar o que ficou'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SxpzgwcK4BI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HMXp9Pcd3Bg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-8911920274358405479</id><published>2009-10-12T18:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:27:38.939-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hello sunshines!</title><content type='html'>Acabei de chegar em casa, fui pra casa do meu primo jogar Wii *-* hahaha atoron. O boliche é o melhor. Ontem eu fui em JF, eu ia comprar um iPhone, mas não tinha na loja da Claro, tinha que encomendar e tal, e não era o 3GS. Aí eu vou ver se tem em BH, se tiver eu compro lá :D Vou ler, beijos :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-8911920274358405479?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8911920274358405479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-sunshines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/8911920274358405479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/8911920274358405479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-sunshines.html' title='hello sunshines!'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-4618089336540414167</id><published>2009-09-11T20:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:01:21.694-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;há umas três semanas qe eu escuto a mesma música direto ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-4618089336540414167?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4618089336540414167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4618089336540414167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4618089336540414167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-3358608424280461552</id><published>2009-09-06T21:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:56:12.434-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sumiii !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;man, esses dias eu cismei de ouvir Hero, da Mariah Carey. A música é muito velha, mas eu gostei dela. Não importa, eu vou enjoar em alguns dias, porqe sempre qe eu escuto muito essa música eu enjoo (é assim qe escreve ? /seilá) dela -qq Eu também tenho escutado muito The Honorary Title, é bem legal *-* O refrão de Snow Day é lindo, e Stay Away é bem legal também. Heartbeats do José González é linda *-* ATORON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;Sexta eu tava vendo a final de America's Next Top Model &amp;amp; me deu uma raiva ¬¬ era a Anya qe tinha qe ganhar e não a Whitney ! Bom, tanto faz. Vou tentar não sumir mais, nem daqui, nem do twitter, nem do myspace. Beijos ;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-3358608424280461552?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3358608424280461552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/sumiii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/3358608424280461552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/3358608424280461552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/sumiii.html' title='sumiii !'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-838483820395353621</id><published>2009-08-06T21:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:08:54.017-03:00</updated><title type='text'>carla bruni - quelqu'un m'a dit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand-chose,&lt;br /&gt;Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses,&lt;br /&gt;On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud,&lt;br /&gt;Que de nos chagrins il s'en fait des manteaux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore,&lt;br /&gt;C'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore,&lt;br /&gt;Serais ce possible alors ? (refrain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous,&lt;br /&gt;Qu'il ne nous donne rien, et qu'il nous promet tout,&lt;br /&gt;Paraît que le bonheur est à portée de main,&lt;br /&gt;Alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais qui est-ce qui m'a dit que toujours tu m'aimais?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne me souviens plus, c'était tard dans la nuit,&lt;br /&gt;J'entends encore la voix, mais je ne vois plus les&lt;br /&gt;traits, "Il vous aime, c'est secret, ne lui dites pas&lt;br /&gt;que je vous l'ai dit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu vois, quelqu'un m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore,&lt;br /&gt;Me l'a t'on vraiment dit que tu m'aimais encore,&lt;br /&gt;Serait-ce possible alors ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand-chose,&lt;br /&gt;Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses,&lt;br /&gt;On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud,&lt;br /&gt;Et que de nos tristesses il s'en fait des manteaux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;aaaaaah, linda a música &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-838483820395353621?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/838483820395353621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/carla-bruni-quelquun-ma-dit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/838483820395353621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/838483820395353621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/carla-bruni-quelquun-ma-dit.html' title='carla bruni - quelqu&apos;un m&apos;a dit'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-4535374885736070526</id><published>2009-07-29T16:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:03:43.332-03:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go somewhere (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hey. Sumi, então .. Eu viajei pra BH no sábado, bom na verdade eu passei a maior parte do tempo em Nova Lima (perto de lá), mas não importa. Comprei Eclipse no domingo e acabei de ler hoje (: Eu voltei pra cá na segunda :/ To luntaaando pra achar o site qe eu baixava os capítulos de &lt;i&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/i&gt; da 6ª temporada .. aaaaah qe droga, eu custei pra achar, e agora eu perco aqele link estúpido ¬¬ /parei. Vou ver se eu acho o site e vou ler '&lt;i&gt;O Mistério da Casa Verde&lt;/i&gt;'. 2Bjs;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-4535374885736070526?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4535374885736070526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-go-somewhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4535374885736070526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4535374885736070526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-go-somewhere.html' title='let&apos;s go somewhere (:'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-4716473359342546433</id><published>2009-07-22T23:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:24:46.649-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Our Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car,&lt;br /&gt;He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel,&lt;br /&gt;The other on my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I look around, turn the radio down,&lt;br /&gt;He says baby is something wrong?,&lt;br /&gt;I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song,&lt;br /&gt;And he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the slamming screen door,&lt;br /&gt;Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window,&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and you talk real slow,&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's late and your mama don't know,&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way you laugh,&lt;br /&gt;The first date, man, i din't kiss her and I should have,&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home... before I said amen,&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day,&lt;br /&gt;Had gone all wrong or been trampled on,&lt;br /&gt;And lost and thrown away,&lt;br /&gt;Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed,&lt;br /&gt;I almost didn't notice all the roses,&lt;br /&gt;And the note that said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the slamming screen door,&lt;br /&gt;Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window,&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and you talk real slow,&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's late and your mama don't know,&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way you laugh,&lt;br /&gt;The first date, man, I din't kiss her and I should have,&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home... before I said amen,&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard every album, listened to the radio,&lt;br /&gt;Waited for something to come along,&lt;br /&gt;That was as good as our song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause our song is the slamming screen door,&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking out late, tapping on his window,&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and he talks real slow,&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's late and his mama don't know,&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way he laughs,&lt;br /&gt;The first date man, I didn't kiss him and I should have,&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, before i said amen,&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was riding shotgun with my hair undone,&lt;br /&gt;In the front seat of his car,&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a pen and an old napkin,&lt;br /&gt;And I....wrote down our song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-4716473359342546433?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4716473359342546433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/taylor-swift-our-song_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4716473359342546433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4716473359342546433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/taylor-swift-our-song_22.html' title='Taylor Swift - Our Song'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-8059892435257738509</id><published>2009-07-18T11:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T13:18:13.282-03:00</updated><title type='text'>you're the chosen one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Esse mês minha família toda ta resolvendo casar. Ontem foi minha prima (Lívia), sábado passado, dia 11, foi minha outra prima (Gláucia) e há umas duas semanas foi meu primo. Qem viu HP6 ? Eu fui assistir quarta feira, e foi meio decepcionante em relação ao livro, podiam der dado mais importância à morte do Dumbledore, às memórias sobre o Tom e as horcruxes, e em relação àqeles armários, qe o Draco estava consertando, ficou muuuuito mal explicado. Mas, fora isso, o filme é muito bom :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-8059892435257738509?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8059892435257738509/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-chosen-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/8059892435257738509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/8059892435257738509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-chosen-one.html' title='you&apos;re the chosen one'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-6925705192381892973</id><published>2009-06-29T18:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:09:30.344-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sumii ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tava demoraaaando pra eu sumir daqui -q Não importa. Terminei de ler Lua Nova hoje (pela 5ª vez). O final do livro é o melhor de todos. ATORON. Sábado teve casamento do meu primo, dia 11 tem da minha prima e dia 17 da minha outra prima. No dia 17 eu também vou viajar, vou pro Hopi Hari (pois é, sair do casamento e ir direto pegar o ônibus) &amp;amp; eu cansei de escrever. 2Bjs;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-6925705192381892973?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6925705192381892973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/sumii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/6925705192381892973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/6925705192381892973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/sumii.html' title='sumii ..'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-3689414779793765532</id><published>2009-06-23T19:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:16:53.497-03:00</updated><title type='text'>postponing ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Resolvi adiar meu intercâmbio pra 2013. Até lá eu já vou ter formado o ensino médio (o qe não me prejudica com as matérias qe eu perderia aqui caso eu fosse antes), vou ter feito 18 anos (uma das "condições" qe minha mãe impos dia destes pra eu ir) e talvez ganho uma viagem ano qe vem - o intercâmbio ia ser meu presente atrasado de 15 anos, mas como agora será de 18 anos, eu faço uma viagem. Pelo menos eu consegui resolver isto de um jeito qe todo mundo fica feliz (bem, quase todo mundo .. a parte do dinheiro qe será gasto com tudo isso vai ser um pouco deprimente pro meu pai). Mudando de assunto, eu me assustei ontem com o quão rápido eu li quase 100 páginas de um livro (Lua Nova, pela 5ª vez ..). Eu tava na página 24 e em pouco mais de 1 hora eu cheguei na 120, e estranho qe eu nem percebi qe tinha passado tanto tempo, pra mim tinha no máximo 20 minutos qe eu tinha começado a ler -qq Bom, não importa. Vou fazer um trabalho sobre a segurança no Brasil associada ao BOPE (-ajuda?!). 2Bjs;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-3689414779793765532?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3689414779793765532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/postponing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/3689414779793765532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/3689414779793765532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/postponing.html' title='postponing ..'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-291778942672165210</id><published>2009-06-20T23:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:49:37.083-03:00</updated><title type='text'>paperdreams ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje as possibilidades de realizar um dos meus sonhos foram diminuídas drásticamente; minha mãe tava dizendo qe talvez não ia deixar eu fazer intercâmbio em Londres antes dos 18 anos (isso SE ela deixar eu ir antes da faculdade.. eu qero ir com 16, em 2011) porqe é muito longe e qe ela tem se sentindo muito sozinha, e ainda perguntou se eu ia ter coragem de deixar ela aqui e ir pra tão longe. Quando ela disse isso, eu sinceramente achei meio egoísta da parte dela, como se ela quisesse me privar da minha vida &amp;amp; dos meus sonhos porqe isso não seria o melhor pra &lt;i&gt;ela&lt;/i&gt;. É claro qe é um pouco egoísta da minha parte também, parece qe eu to pensando só em mim, mas eu não vou poder viver pra ela pra sempre .. Como eu vou realizar os milhares de sonhos qe tenho se eu tiver qe pensar sempre em outra pessoa antes ? Engraçado qe ela &amp;amp; meu pai me deixam criando expectativas por 2 anos pra depois eu me decepcionar tanto de uma vez só. Pois é, eu planejo fazer intercâmbio em 2011 há (quase) 2 anos, e eles sabiam disso desde o começo. Bom, ou eu vou pra Londres em 2001, ou no máximo em 2013. Vão ser só 2 anos de diferença, não vejo pra qe adiar ¬¬ De qualqer jeito, eles não vão conseguir me privar de tudo por tanto tempo, e eu devo conseguir convencer eles com textos sobre os benefícios de um intercâmbio para os adolescentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2Bjs;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-291778942672165210?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/291778942672165210/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/paperdreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/291778942672165210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/291778942672165210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/paperdreams.html' title='paperdreams ..'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-730941246613207351</id><published>2009-06-13T21:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:56:22.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'>belo horizonte &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu to aqui em BH hoje, e to tendo qe postar do notebook do meu irmão, qe não tem muita coisa do qe eu preciso (tipo Photoshop pra editar fotos pro flog), mas já ajuda. Meus pais acabaram de chegar do shopping com 2 surpresas pra mim: um milk shake Ovomaltine (ADOOORO) AHA' e o livro Crepúsculo qe eu to qerendo há meses (eu já li os livros, só qe pela internet). AEAEAE' Vou tomar meu ovomaltine e amanhã eu posto. Beijos;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-730941246613207351?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/730941246613207351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/belo-horizonte-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/730941246613207351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/730941246613207351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/belo-horizonte-3.html' title='belo horizonte &lt;3'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-8766441710151712728</id><published>2009-06-11T19:37:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:12:59.712-03:00</updated><title type='text'>let me light up the sky (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ontem foi quadrilha da escola do meu irmão, eu fui lá e tava bom (: Legal, qem quisesse entrar lá pra dançar podia AHHA' Acordei 1 da tarde, perdi One Tree Hill &amp;amp; Ellen DeGeneres Show ¬¬ Mas fui ver The Tudors, assisti a primeira temporada toda, então saí da cama 4 horas da tarde. The Tudors é megaLegal, fala da época qe o Henrique VIII governou a Inglaterra, quando ele conheceu a Ana Bolena. Eu preferia a Catarina de Aragão (esposa do Henrique quando ele conheceu a Ana), ela era tão mais legal... -q A Ana dividiu a Inglaterra inteira, e tudo isso pra depois ser executada por traição. Bem feito pro Henrique também, qem mandou ele anular o casamento com a Catarina pra ficar com a outra lá ? HAA' /liganão. Vou fazer qualqer coisa -q Beijos;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemcommentsenabled&gt;&lt;blogitembacklinksenabled&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-8766441710151712728?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8766441710151712728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-me-light-up-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/8766441710151712728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/8766441710151712728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-me-light-up-sky.html' title='let me light up the sky (:'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-2513088328442017376</id><published>2009-06-10T16:34:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:00:04.646-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria do Carmo Emídio &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SjAQS6UBSFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gu4nmSwiFZ8/s1600-h/05-05-2008+008+c%C3%B3pia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SjAQS6UBSFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gu4nmSwiFZ8/s200/05-05-2008+008+c%C3%B3pia.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345790674765695058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Domingo, dia 7, fez 1 ano qe a minha vó morreu, e é incrível como passou tão rápido. Eu lembro perfeitamente qe no dia 07 de junho de 2008 eu tinha uma excursão do volei pra Juíz de Fora e minha vó estava no hospital. Quando eu tava saindo de casa minha mãe disse: "Fernanda, deixa o celular ligado qe qualqer coisa eu te aviso." Ok, quando eu tava quase chegando aqui em Barbacena, meu irmão me liga e pergunta se era pro meu pai ir me buscar, eu disse qe sim e perguntei onde ele estava. Ele disse qe na igreja porqe minha vó tinha morrido. Eu fui pra casa, tomei banho e fui pra igreja. Assim qe eu vi como ela tava, toda pálida e imóvel, eu simplesmente não acreditei qe a mesma pessoa com a qual eu passava meus domingos, qe ligava pra minha casa todos os dias pra conversar com a minha mãe e qe sempre oferecia café, pão e biscoito de polvilho pra todos qe iam à sua casa estivesse ali, sem vida. No dia do enterro dela, eu acredito qe tenha sido o dia qe eu mais chorei em toda a minha vida. Pode passar o tempo qe for, só Deus sabe como eu sinto falta da minha vó, Maria do Carmo Emídio &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-2513088328442017376?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2513088328442017376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/maria-do-carmo-emidio-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2513088328442017376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2513088328442017376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/maria-do-carmo-emidio-3.html' title='Maria do Carmo Emídio &lt;3'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SjAQS6UBSFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gu4nmSwiFZ8/s72-c/05-05-2008+008+c%C3%B3pia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-5805777822514098223</id><published>2009-06-06T17:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:32:52.119-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hey (: Ontem foi a Festa Junina da minha escola. uaau tava bom -q Ouviram falar do toqe de recolher qe talvez (?) vai ter (ou qe já tem) ? Então, achei isso muita falta de respeito com (quase) todo mundo. É muito fácil impor várias regras, apresentar medidas proveitosas e não se importar com o qe nós pensamos. Se estão mesmo fazendo isso pra diminuir tudo de errado qe acontece no país, eu realmente não acredito qe isso vai dar certo, se alguém quiser fazer algo errado vai ser aqui e agora. Vai ter uma multa também pra qem não respeitar o horário, eu acho. Se os adolescentes não se importavam em cometer 'erros' antes dessa regra, porqe é qe agora eles pensariam antes de fazer qualqer besteira 'depois do horário' só porqe os pais vão ter qe pagar ? Sério, achei meeesmo esse troço de toqe de recolher ridículo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-5805777822514098223?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5805777822514098223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-ontem-foi-festa-junina-da-minha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/5805777822514098223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/5805777822514098223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-ontem-foi-festa-junina-da-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-1572793908524025658</id><published>2009-06-03T14:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:32:47.372-03:00</updated><title type='text'>mtv movie awards 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Passou qe dia mesmo ? /nemlembro Eu esqeci de assistir, mas eu fiqei sabendo qe a Kristen ganhou de melhor atriz, e eu na verdade não acho qe ela mereceu. Fala sério, tem atrizes bem melhores qe ela, e ela ainda deixou o prêmio cair AHHA' devia ter visto isso ¬¬ A Emma Watson seria melhor pro papel da Bella, mas fazer o qe né... Não vou com a cara dela /prontofalei MORRENDO DE FRIO ;x Beijos;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-1572793908524025658?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1572793908524025658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/mtv-movie-awards-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/1572793908524025658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/1572793908524025658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/mtv-movie-awards-2009.html' title='mtv movie awards 2009'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-9203284206279320896</id><published>2009-06-02T19:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:32:36.975-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumiii *:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;AHHA' Pois é, muito tempo qe eu não posto. Mas o qe eu posso fazer se eu não tenho coisas interessantes pra escrever /ignora. Hm, eu fui meio mal num teste de Geografia, num outro de Química&amp;amp;Física eu fui bem, e hoje aqui ta frio&amp;amp;cogelante ¬¬ eca Meus dedos estão doendo -q Beijos;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-9203284206279320896?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/9203284206279320896/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/sumiii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/9203284206279320896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/9203284206279320896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/sumiii.html' title='Sumiii *:'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-769309532840701287</id><published>2009-05-25T13:05:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:32:25.495-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hey (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Assisti One Tree Hill /coitado do Keith, quaaaase casou T.T Ok, não importa. Hoje tem qe fazer lição do curso de inglês /tenho umas 4 pra amanhã.. por isso nem vou na casa da Ísis fazer trabalho de português ;x JEESUS esse fim de semana tava frio&amp;amp;congelante, eca G.G Eu to numa preguiça aqui, credo. Vou fazer alguma coisa útil*:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-769309532840701287?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/769309532840701287/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-assisti-one-tree-hill-coitado-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/769309532840701287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/769309532840701287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-assisti-one-tree-hill-coitado-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-2066372263518844331</id><published>2009-05-24T14:24:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:32:06.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/ShmFVzW338I/AAAAAAAAAHU/MQkopqY7Rfw/s1600-h/23.05.2009+011+c%C3%B3pia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/ShmFVzW338I/AAAAAAAAAHU/MQkopqY7Rfw/s200/23.05.2009+011+c%C3%B3pia.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339445442834325442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ontem foi churrasco de aniversário da Juuh /amiga amo você *-* Teve muuuito bom. Hoje vou ao cinema assistir Uma Noite no Museu 2. Meu boletim chegou essa semana, e eu fiqei satisfeita com as minhas notas. Eu tirei bem mais em Matemática e em Geometria do qe eu esperava, e no resto foi tudo acima de 25 em 30 pontos. EAEAEE o/ Sabiam qe eu tinha entrado na promoção da Capricho pra ir no show do McFly ? Então, se não, eu entrei. Mas eu não ganhei i.i Ah, tudo bem, eu meio qe já esperava, apesar de achar qe as minhas respostas ficaram boas.. Fazer o qe né. Vai ser menos uma viagem qe os meus pais teriam qe bancar pra mim /bom pra eles (: mas também, nos últimos dias eu gastei mais do qe eu tinha direito com roupas, minha mãe me deu um lenço xadrez roxo, um casaco xadrez cinza com preto e uma La Foret preta (foto). Era pra eu ter ganhado uma calça, mas eu acabei desistindo dela porqe ia ficar muito caro. E ainda tem os livros (Crepúsculo - série) qe eu vou ganhar (pra não gastar muito dinheiro em pouco tempo, eu vou ganhar um por mês, começando na próxima vez qe eu for pra JF ou BH - se bem qe os livros nem tão caros, mas eu prefiro desse jeito). Não tenho mais o qe escrever, vou mudar o layout &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bjsmil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-2066372263518844331?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2066372263518844331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ontem-foi-churrasco-de-aniversario-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2066372263518844331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2066372263518844331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ontem-foi-churrasco-de-aniversario-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/ShmFVzW338I/AAAAAAAAAHU/MQkopqY7Rfw/s72-c/23.05.2009+011+c%C3%B3pia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-1503383916127703187</id><published>2009-05-19T18:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:31:41.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>#mcflyinbrazil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/ShMtokMZ2EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/v9ofODif-SY/s1600-h/judd+c%C3%B3pia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/ShMtokMZ2EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/v9ofODif-SY/s200/judd+c%C3%B3pia.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337660158297888834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;McFly no Brasil AEAEE bom, eu com alguma sorte ganho a promoção lá da Capricho e vou, embora meu pai tenha dito qe ele não deixaria eu ir porqe seria o mesmo qe o meu irmão pedir pra ir ver no estádio Cruzeiro X Atlético-MG. Não vejo semelhança nenhuma, afinal os fãs do McFly não são rivais né OHGOD --' Bom, não importa muito. JEEESUS aqui ta um frio, credo ;x Vou assistir One Tree Hill (6ª temporada, to baxando *-* ATOOOOORON) -Bjsmil;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS. Harry sexy na foto /falaverdade u.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-1503383916127703187?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1503383916127703187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/mcflyinbrazil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/1503383916127703187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/1503383916127703187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/mcflyinbrazil.html' title='#mcflyinbrazil'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/ShMtokMZ2EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/v9ofODif-SY/s72-c/judd+c%C3%B3pia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-2527857526653333384</id><published>2009-05-14T22:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:30:34.521-03:00</updated><title type='text'>alright :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Boa noite (: MAAN, hoje eu fui com duas amigas (Amanda&amp;amp;Milena) pra olhar academia. Ai quando a gente tava andando, eu vejo uma mulher IDEENTICA a uma qe eu conheço, ai vou lá cumprimentar ela toda feliz né. Até ai tudo bem, quaaando eu vejo a mulher, não era ela :O JEEESUS, eu fiz uma cara de desespero &amp;amp; surpresa, virei as costas e fui embora, a Milena e a Amanda rindo de mim, eu rindo junto, beleeeeza ¬¬' Pelo menos eu tenho certeza de qe eu nunca mais vou ver esse povo na minha vida, então tá tudo certo. Mas, é meio impossível isso, porqe a mulher lá era muito, mas muuuito igual mesmo essa moça qe eu conheço. Bom, tanto faz. Acontece, né ? HAHA' Quando eu era peqena eu vivia confundindo as pessoas. Uma vez eu confundi uma moça com a minha mãe na locadora. A blusa era igual e o cabelo, parecido, ai o resto já devem imaginar (: qe sono, vou dormir **:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-2527857526653333384?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2527857526653333384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2527857526653333384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2527857526653333384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/alright.html' title='alright :)'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-2436004517688524986</id><published>2009-05-11T22:08:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:28:42.287-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hey guys (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Então, ontem foi Dia das Mães, e eu nem entrei aqui. Eu dei pra minha mãe dinheiro HOHO' era o qe ela qeria (: Uma amiga minha escreveu um texto hiper Lindo para as mães /ela escreveu no fake, pras mães of, e minha mãe tava lá -q SAIODJSAIODJSOAIJD Mas ficou muito fofo o texto, depois se eu lembrar eu posto aqui (: Mudando de assunto, eu finalmente consegui instalar o Live 2009 com o Plus! o// Antes, quando eu instalava, nunca dava certo. Eu vou dormir, até amanhã *-* -Bjsmil;* s2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-2436004517688524986?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2436004517688524986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2436004517688524986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/2436004517688524986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-guys.html' title='hey guys (:'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-5547069201844867393</id><published>2009-05-09T22:35:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:27:56.461-03:00</updated><title type='text'>would you leave your life and ride ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;~ ' You spin my head right round, right round, when you go down, when you go down, down ' ♫ Pois é, hoje eu e umas amigas estavamos dançando, só qe no fake.. -q IOJASIODJSAOIDJSAOIJD Achei uma música qe chama Ride /Cary Brothers é muito linda (L ADOOOOOOREI (: Já ouviram Love Song, da Sara Bareilles ? é hiper Fofa, eu gostei s2 "I'm not gonna write you a love song, cause you asked for it, cause you need one, you see I'm not gonna write you a love song, cause you tell me it's make or breaking this if you're on your way. I'm not gonna write you to stay. If all you have is leaving, I'm gonna need a better reason to write you a love song today" *---* Linda (L ESCUTEEM :D SAOIDJOSIAJD Hoje era pra eu ter saído com a minha mãe, mas ela acabou desistindo de ir \: Vou fazer alguma coisa. -Bjsmil;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-5547069201844867393?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5547069201844867393/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/would-you-leave-your-life-and-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/5547069201844867393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/5547069201844867393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/would-you-leave-your-life-and-ride.html' title='would you leave your life and ride ?'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-5913086807802962478</id><published>2009-05-07T21:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:22:04.605-03:00</updated><title type='text'>so it goes another day *:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey (: aaaaaaaah FINALMENTE as minhas provas acabaram *-* aah qe bom, agora não precisa ficar estudando muuuito o/ ASIODJASOIJD então, hoje eu fui fazer um exame - ultra-sonografia (é assim qe escreve ?! /seilá). Era pra eu poder tomar um remédio lá. O tal exame estava marcado pra 14:00 e adivinhem a hora qe eu fui fazer o exame ?! QUATRO HORAS DA TARDE ¬¬ Pois é, fiqei esperando 2 horas naqele lugar sem fazer nada de útil /tava eu e minha mãe lendo revistas, a gente deve ter lido pelo menos metade das qe estavam lá ASIODJOSIAJD o/\õ Ainda cheguei atrasada na aula de inglês. OHGOD q MAAN eu gamei naqela música &lt;strong&gt;Hoedown Throwdown&lt;/strong&gt;, da Miley *-* é hiper&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;mocionante -qq ASIODJIOSAJDIOSAJD ATORON (k) Tenho qe esperar meu cabelo secar pra eu poder ir dormir, então enquanto isso eu vou ouvir &lt;i&gt;RIOT&lt;/i&gt;, do Paramore (L) -Bjsmiil;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MariaFernanda ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-5913086807802962478?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5913086807802962478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-it-goes-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/5913086807802962478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/5913086807802962478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-it-goes-another-day.html' title='so it goes another day *:'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-4746251329025708051</id><published>2009-05-06T21:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:21:43.122-03:00</updated><title type='text'>we're the young, we're alright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Minhas provas finalmente acabaaram ATOOOOOOOOORON (k)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-4746251329025708051?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4746251329025708051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/were-young-were-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4746251329025708051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4746251329025708051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/were-young-were-alright.html' title='we&apos;re the young, we&apos;re alright.'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-784888819681404884</id><published>2009-05-02T22:55:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:21:19.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Use Somebody /Kings Of Leon *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/Sfz7oglTg5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8ttVONns5-Y/s1600-h/10.04.2009+009+c%C3%B3pia.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331412732259566482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/Sfz7oglTg5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8ttVONns5-Y/s200/10.04.2009+009+c%C3%B3pia.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;I've been roaming around&lt;br /&gt;Always looking down at all I see&lt;br /&gt;Painted faces, build the places I can't reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;br /&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, and all you know, and how you speak&lt;br /&gt;Countless lovers under cover of the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;br /&gt;You know that I could use somebody&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off in the night, while you live it up, I'm off to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's gonna make you notice&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's gonna make you notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me, somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, somebody&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, somebody&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been roaming around,&lt;br /&gt;Always looking down at all I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;*--*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-784888819681404884?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/784888819681404884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/use-somebody-kings-of-leon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/784888819681404884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/784888819681404884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/use-somebody-kings-of-leon.html' title='Use Somebody /Kings Of Leon *-*'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/Sfz7oglTg5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8ttVONns5-Y/s72-c/10.04.2009+009+c%C3%B3pia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-841783691713835801</id><published>2009-05-02T18:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:20:47.725-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't freaking *:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey (: OHGOD hoje aqe tá um friiio. Ah credo, odeio frio ;x Estraga os meus dias q Hoje eu passei a tarde procurando fotos qe prestam pro fake /achei quase o qe eu procurava :} Vou comer alguma coisa, tomar banho &amp;amp; depois talvez eu volto. -Bjsmil;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-841783691713835801?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/841783691713835801/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-aint-freaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/841783691713835801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/841783691713835801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-aint-freaking.html' title='I ain&apos;t freaking *:'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-42351200311521396</id><published>2009-05-01T20:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:20:20.838-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hey (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfuL5CGV8NI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G_FikNtOxFY/s1600-h/30.04.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331008395855392978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfuL5CGV8NI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G_FikNtOxFY/s320/30.04.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ontem foi MARA ;D Foi um monte de gente pra pizzaria pra comemorar o aniversário da MariCota. Eu rii MUIITO com as histórias qe eu ouvi lá. E eu ganhei um nariz de palhaço /não exatamente ganhei, tinha uma sacola lá e qem queria, pegava. Era rodízio de pizza, mas meu estomago é megaPeqeno, então eu paguei 10 reais pra comer UMA fatia só SOIAJDIOSAJDOSD Mas teve bom :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu to morrendo de frio, vou tomar banho daqe a pouco *-* aah eu devia estar estudando, segunda tenho prova de matemática, e eu não qero deixar muita matéria pra estudar no domingo, então vou pelo menos estudar a primeira parte agora, depois eu acabo (:Ah, adoro feriados *-* É tão bom, só não tem muita coisa pra fazer.. mas só o fato de poder acordar a hora qe quiser e não ter qe ir pra escola nem nada já é bom :D Então, deixa eu ir tomar banho (: -Bjsmil;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-42351200311521396?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/42351200311521396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/42351200311521396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/42351200311521396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey.html' title='hey (:'/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfuL5CGV8NI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G_FikNtOxFY/s72-c/30.04.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-5160872423934023905</id><published>2009-04-30T18:57:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:19:37.304-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 100% Georgia, serif; WIDTH: auto; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;AEAE arrumei aqe. Hm, custei pra achar um look qe eu gostasse, mas eu achei oiq Inglês hoje foi tenso. Professor meio estressado (só um pouco), a hora não passava, um povim conversando.. uma &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;beleeeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;¬¬ OASIDJSIOADJ Então, ontem foi aniversário de uma amiga, a MariCota s2 Ai, eu e umas amigas encontramos no mercado uma lasanha qe chama MARICOTA. Adivinhem o presente qe a gente deu pra ela ?! AOSIJDSAOIDJSAOIDJSOAIDJ Hilário *-* Ela adoroou :D Hoje vamos todos na pizzaria com ela. Por falar nisso, tenho qe arrumar. Até amanhã -Bjsmiil;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/706854576179470459-5160872423934023905?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5160872423934023905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/aeae-arrumei-aqe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/5160872423934023905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/5160872423934023905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/aeae-arrumei-aqe.html' title=''/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706854576179470459.post-4819019592382191808</id><published>2009-04-30T15:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:18:41.400-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finalmente eu crio um blog. To pra fazer um há um tempão, mas sempre qe eu faço eu acabo abandonando, então não me pergunte porqe eu qeria tanto fazer um q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;OK, meu nome ea Maria Fernanda, eu moro em Barbacena - Minas Gerais (provavelmente poucas pessoas já ouviram falar, cidade peqena, sabe como é..), e tenho 14 anos (acho qe isso é o mais importante). Vou arrumar pra ir pro inglês, eu volto depois. Depois eu arrumo aqe -Bjsmiil;*&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/706854576179470459-4819019592382191808?l=greeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4819019592382191808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-finalmente-eu-crio-um-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4819019592382191808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/706854576179470459/posts/default/4819019592382191808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-finalmente-eu-crio-um-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Fêe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09196474041335592626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0ra0hmTAfOs/SfngzIuJJUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YmOkAdRIGE4/S220/10.04.2009+006.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
