<?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-1576602910052353096</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:07:04.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elaine Cristina Cavalcante</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5112647539930248694</id><published>2011-02-28T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T18:41:52.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capezio - Partner 180</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5api_9x74s/TWxck8z82pI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Q30HA3WRveY/s1600/OgAAAAZMZVEyTDiAsqWEeZ9sRiFJFGb0ymvrdwsgTO9mBTHAEPlbCyINd0pJAkqhdnICxcTWPLsgPvuc4_4MglF29gQAm1T1UCr5I1gFzUyeRd6hb1KFkrXy4Uaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AtyQS5Z1Ic4/TWxcRTRw0mI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Cl0fq7XkEfk/s400/OgAAACeKpQGBhN2di_zghE711S01AkL7OlUE3hwl2TO0P7uJMHcrrVS4DV__YM999ynz5wJmddVUqwPt_McO9UOYir0Am1T1UFVz5O92tCXoZVXtlHlZ5ZHVpfmk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578935490707509858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem tive que ir hoje até a Maria Mole (loja que vende artigos de dança aqui no DF) para comprar uma botinha de jazz (pedido do ministério gileade) e não consegui evitar, lá fui eu experimentar sapatilha de ponta.&lt;br /&gt;Estava atrás da CONTEMPORA II porém me assustei muito qndo a experimentei.Ela é bem mais dura que o modelo FOUETTÉ que eu estava usando e não achei o modelo dela bonito, sei lá, achei muito grosseiro, não compraria.&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez experimentei a PARTNER BOX e realmente, não gosto dessa sapatilha, ela fica larga no meu pé, e essa coisa dela já vir com um arco na palmilha não me convence de jeito nenhum!!&lt;br /&gt;Já ia desistindo, já que a Maria Mole não trabalha com o modelo FOUETTÉ, quando a vendedora me ofereceu a PARTNER (180). Coloquei no pé e gostei, achei o nível de dureza parecido se comparado com a fouetté. Conheco algumas meninas que usam este modelo, e elas gostam. Vou experimentar pra ver oq acho.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ela tbm é mais leve q a fouetté.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pq tive essa invenção de comprar uma ponta nova:&lt;br /&gt;1° Não consegui me adaptar com a ponteira de espuma, tava machucando mto meus dedos e a fouetté continuava apertada do msm jeito (usando com ponteira de espuma ou silicone)&lt;br /&gt;2º A minha antiga sapatilha PARTNER 183 está muito mole (um calcanhar até rasgou), tenho medo de fazer sustentação e meu pé virar...&lt;br /&gt;3º Mudei de modelo pq no local nao tinha oq eu uso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;então é isso.&lt;br /&gt;beeeijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5112647539930248694?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5112647539930248694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5112647539930248694' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5112647539930248694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5112647539930248694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2011/02/capezio-partner-180.html' title='Capezio - Partner 180'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5api_9x74s/TWxck8z82pI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Q30HA3WRveY/s72-c/OgAAAAZMZVEyTDiAsqWEeZ9sRiFJFGb0ymvrdwsgTO9mBTHAEPlbCyINd0pJAkqhdnICxcTWPLsgPvuc4_4MglF29gQAm1T1UCr5I1gFzUyeRd6hb1KFkrXy4Uaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-4801826938648567780</id><published>2010-12-06T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T06:49:08.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os males da minha FOUETTÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TPz30OSyXnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/B0lHsBtyhDk/s1600/Foto0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TPz30OSyXnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/B0lHsBtyhDk/s400/Foto0124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547581317575761522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TPz3z66prmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cxYt_CCz6jA/s1600/Foto0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TPz3z66prmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cxYt_CCz6jA/s400/Foto0116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547581312374255202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TPz3zvV1JrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Is6OB3OZRhg/s1600/Foto0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TPz3zvV1JrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Is6OB3OZRhg/s400/Foto0115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547581309267027634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TPz3zZoCJ8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/aot-kW1kaZw/s1600/Foto0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TPz3zZoCJ8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/aot-kW1kaZw/s400/Foto0110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547581303437797314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, pra surpresa de muitas meninas da academia, apesar da demora e do festival já estar nas "portas" pra ser apresentado, a sapatilha que veio pra minha turma foi a &lt;strong&gt;Fouetté&lt;/strong&gt; da Capezio.&lt;br /&gt;O que estou achando dela:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A forma dela é diferente da forma da &lt;strong&gt;Partner Student (183)&lt;/strong&gt; que eu estava usando, o box dela é mais apertado e a sola dela é inteira e reforçada, diferente da Partner que é beeeem mais flexível. Resultado disso? a fouetté ficou apertada no meu pée!! O número 36 1/2 que eu uso na Partner é diferente do 36 1/2 da Fouetté, acho que nesse novo modelo meu número é 37 ou então 37 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Estou tendo que usar ponteira de espuma pra ver se sobra mais espaço dentro da sapatilha, já que com a de silicone meu pé (somente ao andar imagina só fazendo aula) fica saindo totalmente da sapatilha. Problema disso: ponteira de espuma, pra mim, não proteje em nada o pé, estou estourando meus dedos =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A &lt;strong&gt;Fouetté&lt;/strong&gt; me dá um equilibrio e uma segurança que a partner nao me dá, acho que isso acontece justamente por ela ser mais reforçada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Meu pé é estreito e bem fino, então mesmo a sapatilha sendo mais estreita que a partner ela cabe no meu pé do mesmo jeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu adorei a Fouetté, uma pena que ela ficou apertada. Mas vamos ver o que dá pra fazer!!!! aah, como é pro festival a cor dela é vinho. Segue ai umas fotos dela e dela com a partner student =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-4801826938648567780?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/4801826938648567780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=4801826938648567780' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4801826938648567780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4801826938648567780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/12/os-males-da-minha-fouette.html' title='Os males da minha FOUETTÉ'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TPz30OSyXnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/B0lHsBtyhDk/s72-c/Foto0124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3514891810225973873</id><published>2010-10-30T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T08:11:55.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TMw1kG0OOmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/epCEpUuHEIc/s1600/black+pointe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TMw1kG0OOmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/epCEpUuHEIc/s400/black+pointe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533856936552708706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TMw1j7oKBKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/dv5MO34wBj0/s1600/Pointe+Shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TMw1j7oKBKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/dv5MO34wBj0/s400/Pointe+Shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533856933549311138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava olhando as últimas postagens e vi que tinha ficado faltando uma coisa: subir na ponta.&lt;br /&gt;Bem, muita coisa aconteceu nesse tempo que eu fiquei sem escrever nada aki.&lt;br /&gt;Vai fazer uns 4 meses que já subi nas pontas.&lt;br /&gt;Já fiz uma apresentação (Catedral - tive que comprar uma ponta preta pra isso) e atualmente estou ensaiando para o festival do final do ano (vou comprar uma ponta vinho *-* chiquéeeerrimaaa!!!) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sapatilha que uso é a &lt;strong&gt;Partner Student &lt;/strong&gt;(183) da Capezio. Ela é uma sapatilha de iniciante e não é tão dura (se bem que na primeira aula que tive, sai quase chorando de lá, tive que reaprender o ballet mas dessa vez nas pontas, achei que não conseguiria e achei a sapatilha dura d+, maaas agora, já me acostumei e tá fácil e ela até que é molinha - hihihihi). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já experimentei a &lt;strong&gt;Partner Box &lt;/strong&gt;da Capezio tbm, NÃO gostei dessa sapatilha. Ela já vem quebrada e tirou um pouco do eixo de equilibrio do meu corpo, alem disso achei ela desconfortável - o BOX dela (parte onde coloca os dedos) é muito largo e como meu pé é fino não ficou legal, tem gente q gosta dessa sapatilha, eu particularmente, NÃO GOSTEI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experimentei a &lt;strong&gt;Fouetté&lt;/strong&gt; da Capézio tbm, achei uma sapatilha muito dura e a 36 1/2 (que é meu número de sapatilha de ponta) ficou um pouco justa no meu pé. Se não me engano, a sapatilha vinho do final do ano vai ser a fouetté, espero que não fique apertada e que eu consiga quebrar ela a tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então é isso, se for a fouetté mesmo e quando ela chegar vou colocar uma foto aki.&lt;br /&gt;BeeeijO ]]~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3514891810225973873?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3514891810225973873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3514891810225973873' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3514891810225973873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>"Pq é um pequeno degrau, curto e estreito que separa a sanidade da loucura".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Eu mesma (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-6843288880512911289?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/6843288880512911289/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=6843288880512911289' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6843288880512911289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6843288880512911289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/10/pq-e-um-pequeno-degrau-curto-e-estreito.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3943136522171228404</id><published>2010-10-27T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T19:26:13.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade de tudo isso aqui...</title><content type='html'>Tempão sem postar,&lt;br /&gt;quando tiver um tempinho a mais vejo se escrevo algo de bom aki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto é isso, beijOS *-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3943136522171228404?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3943136522171228404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3943136522171228404' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3943136522171228404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3943136522171228404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/10/saudade-de-tudo-isso-aqui.html' title='Saudade de tudo isso aqui...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1523638254543692365</id><published>2010-06-22T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:42:54.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E as coisas vão acontecendO ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TCF0VDDx9KI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Ntohw7UnHug/s1600/P030610_11.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TCF0VDDx9KI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Ntohw7UnHug/s400/P030610_11.03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485793726061212834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ela era assim... Pra vc pode ser só uma sapatilha velha. Pra mim é 1 ano e meio de muito esforço e dedicaçãO... Ballet ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha que fazer um post, o dia de hoje simplesmente nao poderia - JAMAIS - passar em branco sem nenhuma postagem!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Recebi um email hoje, e pra minha grande alegria agora faço parte do Ministério de Dança Profética Gileade =D&lt;br /&gt;Aii meu Deus, não sem nem expressar e agradecer por ter conseguido entrar nesse ministério depois da audição tensa que eu fiz.&lt;br /&gt;Mas no fim, quer dizer, achp o que agora é o começo e não o fim. Tudo deu certo, e consegui entrar no ministério. *-*&lt;br /&gt;É estranho, mas acho que essa é uma postura que eu já divia ter assumido a muito tempo, maaaas situações da minha vida me afastaram disso.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe³²¹&lt;br /&gt;voltei e dessa vez quero fazer a diferença!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos em especial pra Gabi e pra Larissa =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: já tinha feito um post falando de 3 coisas q queria e o gileade era uma delas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recebi a noticia q a bolsa do projeto de extensão saiu ^^&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh&lt;br /&gt;(Outra coisa q eu queria) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai ficar faltando só 1&lt;br /&gt;O que é mesmo?? aah sim, subir na ponta *-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1523638254543692365?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1523638254543692365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1523638254543692365' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1523638254543692365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1523638254543692365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-as-coisas-vao-acontecendo.html' title='E as coisas vão acontecendO ^^'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/TCF0VDDx9KI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Ntohw7UnHug/s72-c/P030610_11.03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-4765786535745256641</id><published>2010-05-17T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:55:01.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comodidades da vida moderna....</title><content type='html'>Digo e repito. Sou totalmente a favor! &lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca sonhou em ter um carro?&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca se viu nakele metrÔ/ ônibus lotado, as 6h da tarde (horário maravilhoso) e se pegou pensando: "noooooossa, quando eu tiver um carro nao vou passar mais por isso".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que nós brasileiros, ou brasilianos, já que brasileiro lembra-se de pedreiro, carpinteiro (mas essa é outra história e não é tema do que vou escrever aki) somos automaticamente acostumados a ter tudo do "pior" quando a questão é pública.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso transporte é horrível!! Por favor, você mesmo que está no seu carro lindo e perfeito, vc largaria mão dele pra ir até uma parada (no sol quente), descer em outra parada (que nem fica perto do local onde vc realmente vai) e ainda por cima ficar exposto a qualquer risco externo - assalto - (esse que na minha opinião, é o pior de todos ¬¬')? CLARO QUE NÃO NÉ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me mato por dentro quando vejo na TV as belas reportagens dizendo: "aah largue seu carro hoje, ande de ônibus ¬¬ " E o rodízio de placas? Peeensa, aki em Brasília ainda não tem, mas não imagino como deve ser ter que passar pelo desconforto de deixar seu carro em casa e ficar na horrível dependencia de um transporte público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem ler isso deve estar pensando, "nooooossa e o meio ambiente?!" Não gosto de pessoas hipócritas, então, certamente vc tem ou sonha em ter um carro. Quando você tiver o seu, verá: ele vicia!! E quando vc fik longe dele, ou tenta sair sem ele.. ráaa, vc verá esse post com "outros olhos". ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de ônibus&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de metrô!&lt;br /&gt;Vai fazer uns 2 anos que tenho minha habilitação \o/&lt;br /&gt;Desde então, transporte público em último caso. É muito desconfortável mas é econômico, não posso negar isso (mas economias e afins não são o alvo desse post, outra vez eu fugindo do assunto!) ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivo de ter escrito isso?! A raiva que passei no metrô.&lt;br /&gt;hehehhehehe³²¹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos ;*&lt;br /&gt;ps: meu novo siena vai fazer 1 ano de uso, ele é muito lindo *-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-4765786535745256641?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/4765786535745256641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=4765786535745256641' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4765786535745256641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4765786535745256641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/05/comodidades-da-vida-moderna.html' title='Comodidades da vida moderna....'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-950082403114831333</id><published>2010-05-01T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T09:08:41.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectativa eterna... Sapatilha de Ponta</title><content type='html'>Acho que essa é uma das grandes expectativas de quem começa a fazer ballet ou já tem essa prática a algum tempo;&lt;br /&gt;Então, ainda nao subi na ponta =/&lt;br /&gt;POr isso, contumo fazer várias perguntas para as meninas que já usam e entendem bastante desse assunto. ^^&lt;br /&gt;No mercado tem uma infinidade de modelos, tamanhos, cores, marcas, enfim, pra uma aspirante a iniciante (heheheheh) fico muito perdida em relação a isso ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Como ainda nao uso, procuro na net mesmo várias informações sobre o assunto. Hoje achei no youtube, um FISIOTERAPEUTA ESPECIALIZADO EM DANÇA \o/ que dá várias e várias dicas sobre esse e vários outros assuntos.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de todos os vídeos, mas alguns responderam várias perguntas que eu tinha - e tenho até hoje, já que ainda nao subi na ponta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: tem alguns professores que já passam a ponta logo "de cara" para um aluno. Gente fiquei impressionada quando fiquei sabendo disso. Impressionada por 2 motivos: 1º a pessoa nao tem técnica nenhuma e já está usando uma ponta e 2º ballet é um trem chato e cheio de detalhes, se vc nao executa direito as coisas pode gerar problemas no seu corpo, uma pessoa q faz aula de ponta e 1/2 ponta juntas e logo de início pode "viciar" em alguns movimentos errados e a ponta só piora isso ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Maaas, cada prof. sabe oq está fazendo (pelo menos espero que saiba) hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/atleticaesportes#p/u/17/S6YT1nIDSBE (sapatilha iniciante)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/atleticaesportes#p/u/12/o1bGgzNLd-M (costurando a fita)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/atleticaesportes#p/u/13/CRXQTaPbUaM (cuidados com a sapatilha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/atleticaesportes#p/u/7/t6HIagaMj0s (protetor de dedo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-950082403114831333?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/950082403114831333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=950082403114831333' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/950082403114831333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/950082403114831333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/05/expectativa-eterna-sapatilha-de-ponta.html' title='Expectativa eterna... Sapatilha de Ponta'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1787939727847082459</id><published>2010-04-29T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T09:21:19.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conferência de MulhereS 2010 - CCMF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S9mxmN_EppI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZsLBbUAmEQw/s1600/DSC03370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S9mxmN_EppI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZsLBbUAmEQw/s400/DSC03370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465594892938159762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conferência da igreja foi maravilhosa. Estava tudo muito lindo, arrumado em fim... Uma decoração perfeita, digna de várias princesas do Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;Claro, que como qualquer evento que fica "super lotado" teve alguns contra tempos =/&lt;br /&gt;Como:&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro dia foi o mais tenso, não tinha lugar pra ninguém sentar. Um monte de cadeiras reservadas pra pessoas que vinham de fora e os membros da igreja ficaram onde?! Sentados no chão!! ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Muita mulher estressada, e acham que mandam nos outros. Acho assim, que se vc quer que várias pessoas sigam uma regra, dÊ exemplo primeiro você, e as vezes eu não via isso lá. Fiquei triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaaaas,&lt;br /&gt;os pontos positivos foram infinitamente melhores ^^&lt;br /&gt;Muita adoração msm e de verdade =D " Presença de Deus naquele lugar" *-*&lt;br /&gt;e o gileade???? &lt;br /&gt;aaah elas estavam lindas ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: a Ana ministrou no coral os 3 dias, nossa tva muito legal. Pena que sentei atrás (não pq cheguei tarde, mas pq o povo saiu reservando lugar pra todo mundo) e não deu pra filmar tudo legal =/&lt;br /&gt;Deixa pra próxima...&lt;br /&gt;Ou então, pro final do anOoO \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só quem foi pode compreender a maravilha que esteve presente naquele lugar nos 3 dias.&lt;br /&gt;Quem não foi realmente perdeu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi liiindO!! Amém ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fé, esperança e amooR (Y) ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na foto, Eu e a Sheila - minha futura lídeR (se Deus quiseR]]~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1787939727847082459?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1787939727847082459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1787939727847082459' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1787939727847082459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1787939727847082459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/04/conferencia-de-mulheres-2010-ccmf.html' title='Conferência de MulhereS 2010 - CCMF'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S9mxmN_EppI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZsLBbUAmEQw/s72-c/DSC03370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-8000526347345001557</id><published>2010-04-08T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T08:34:35.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimentos meus</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;É tão difícil controlar a expectativa criada qndo vc espera por alguma coisa. Acaba sendo um desespero.&lt;br /&gt;Espero por 3 coisas, e até agora não tenho resposta sobre nenhuma delas, estão paradas perto de mim, mas ainda não posso alcança-las =/&lt;br /&gt;Ponta, ponta, ponta...&lt;br /&gt;Esse virou um sonho, tá tão perto, mas como não sei qndo vai chegar, acaba ficando tão longe. (Agonia me consome) ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Quero fazer alguma coisa na igreja, quero me sentir útil, não quero mais ver as coisas acontecerem e eu na platéia só recebendo, quero ser fonte de vida tbm \o/&lt;br /&gt;(Ps: Aninha tá no Doxxa, suuuper feliz por ela) ~&lt;br /&gt;E o mais importante, projeto de pesquisa. Aff quem mandou ter um IRA baixo?!?! Resultado = AGONIIIIIAA³², não sei se consigo ser bolsista. Só se Deus agir msm, caso contrário? GAME OVER (fazia tanto tempo que não escrevia essa palavra, senti falta).&lt;br /&gt;Agora esperar né?!&lt;br /&gt;Pedindo pra Deus que essa agonia não me consuma..&lt;br /&gt;Coisas bobas pra uns, maaaaaaaas importante pra mim \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pastor? Até agora estou Impressionada =O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de muita gente da facul, outra coisa chata!! Não aguento mais issa greve, putz, já tem 1 mês... Quero só ver qndo voltar, o bixo vai comeR ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkkk³²¹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o treinamento de oficiais???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-8000526347345001557?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/8000526347345001557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=8000526347345001557' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/8000526347345001557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/8000526347345001557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/04/sentimentos-meus.html' title='Sentimentos meus'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-7094621716555494106</id><published>2010-04-05T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:23:34.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paleta de 120 cores *-*</title><content type='html'>Bem, depois de muuuuuuito tempo de espera e indecisão, resolvi comprar a paleta de 120 cores.&lt;br /&gt;Comprei com a Juh (http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Profile?uid=14393183545329313830). E pra ser beem sincera, ameeeii *-*&lt;br /&gt;A paleta é super pigmentada, tem uma aplicação super boa, além de fixar muito =D&lt;br /&gt;Não aguentei e já cheguei em casa e passei pra ver como ficava!!!&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkk³²¹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e Ficou perfeito ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amei muito, e vale mto a pena comprar com a Juh, muito confiável =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas fotos de como a paleta chegou....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muuuito lindaa *-*&lt;br /&gt;beijoS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S7oqWzMHyrI/AAAAAAAAANg/Py0rxZeJ3as/s1600/P050410_15.05%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S7oqWzMHyrI/AAAAAAAAANg/Py0rxZeJ3as/s400/P050410_15.05%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720469699316402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S7oqWn_8RII/AAAAAAAAANY/WrZzIyZMoYs/s1600/P050410_15.05%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S7oqWn_8RII/AAAAAAAAANY/WrZzIyZMoYs/s400/P050410_15.05%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720466695439490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S7oqWBsvUpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/pc5-v1D-K9I/s1600/P050410_15.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S7oqWBsvUpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/pc5-v1D-K9I/s400/P050410_15.05.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720456414352018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S7oqVpPQPFI/AAAAAAAAANI/0LnOqbjgoOA/s1600/P050410_15.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S7oqVpPQPFI/AAAAAAAAANI/0LnOqbjgoOA/s400/P050410_15.04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720449848228946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-7094621716555494106?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/7094621716555494106/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=7094621716555494106' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7094621716555494106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7094621716555494106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/04/paleta-de-120-cores.html' title='Paleta de 120 cores *-*'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S7oqWzMHyrI/AAAAAAAAANg/Py0rxZeJ3as/s72-c/P050410_15.05%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-6045980090504565352</id><published>2010-02-27T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T19:11:43.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MaquiagenS *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWD6wL68I/AAAAAAAAAM0/0z06r917LXk/s1600-h/kit144_Main.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWD6wL68I/AAAAAAAAAM0/0z06r917LXk/s400/kit144_Main.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443046618709093314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWDkIyUYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/fSR2jNMPWNs/s1600-h/80metalicas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWDkIyUYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/fSR2jNMPWNs/s400/80metalicas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443046612638257538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWDcCB3eI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KMwRkDoetRA/s1600-h/28blushes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWDcCB3eI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KMwRkDoetRA/s400/28blushes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443046610462432738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWCytZeBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/c2la2ovg9PA/s1600-h/18rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWCytZeBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/c2la2ovg9PA/s400/18rosa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443046599370045458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWCogS-3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/4UeJXpnnm9Q/s1600-h/15bases.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWCogS-3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/4UeJXpnnm9Q/s400/15bases.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443046596630739826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que só pq estou de jejum de maquiagens (propósito da igreja pela conferência de mulheres ^^) cada dia que passa me dá mais vontade de comprar algumas maquiagens pra mim =/&lt;br /&gt;Já tinha vontade de comprar algumas dessas, já faziam parte da minha "lista de desejos"...&lt;br /&gt;Vou ver se até o final do ano eu compro/ ganho algumas dessas que vou colokr aki ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Paleta de 144 cores (perfeita) ~ (MANLY)&lt;br /&gt;* Paleta de 80 - ou são 84 - cores metálicas, nossa essa é a mais linda que existe (MANLY) =D&lt;br /&gt;* Paleta de blush&lt;br /&gt;* Jogo de PinceL&lt;br /&gt;* Paleta de corretivO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No final disso = MAQUIAGEM PERFEITA!!!) ^^ Amo muito tuuuuuuuudO isso *-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-6045980090504565352?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/6045980090504565352/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=6045980090504565352' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6045980090504565352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6045980090504565352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/02/maquiagens.html' title='MaquiagenS *-*'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/S4mWD6wL68I/AAAAAAAAAM0/0z06r917LXk/s72-c/kit144_Main.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3035895868376918248</id><published>2010-02-11T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:53:20.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalmente.</title><content type='html'>FériaaaaS ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quantidade nem sempre é sinonimo de qualidade". Vou levar essa frase pro resto do meu curso (Y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que venha proximo semestre =D  &lt;br /&gt;Vou pegar apenas 12 créditos no proximo semestre, ou seja, 3 matérias. Aiii Aiii Aiiii ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;UnB me mata. Fato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer dia pode ser a audiçãO, medo disso =O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3035895868376918248?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3035895868376918248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3035895868376918248' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3035895868376918248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3035895868376918248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/02/finalmente.html' title='Finalmente.'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2786268606583756262</id><published>2010-01-28T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:52:02.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muita saudade do meu amoR....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2786268606583756262?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2786268606583756262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2786268606583756262' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2786268606583756262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2786268606583756262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/01/muita-saudade-do-meu-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-6610096349197801222</id><published>2010-01-25T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:13:33.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I only want peace...</title><content type='html'>Sempre procurei está ao lado de pessoas equilibradas psicologicamente com o objetivo, ou pelo menos disfarce, de que essas pessoas me dessem apoio nas horas que eu mais necessitasse. Porém, me vejo ao lado de pessoas mais desequilibradas/indecisas do que eu mesma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-6610096349197801222?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/6610096349197801222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=6610096349197801222' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6610096349197801222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6610096349197801222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-only-want-peace.html' title='I only want peace...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-4970192146009036699</id><published>2010-01-09T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:53:38.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pq o ser humano tem que ser tão complexo?!&lt;br /&gt;Somos uma máquina perfeitaaa *-*&lt;br /&gt;(infelizmente isso atrapalha tanto a compreensão dos mecanismos fisiológicos) =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poderiamos ser complexos, mas fáceis de ser entendidos, como uma bactéria ^^ Ia ser mais fácil, porém menos interessante (Y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo Fisiologia \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-4970192146009036699?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/4970192146009036699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=4970192146009036699' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4970192146009036699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4970192146009036699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/01/pq-o-ser-humano-tem-que-ser-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5306865698534858636</id><published>2010-01-03T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T08:18:51.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Ano Novo \o/</title><content type='html'>E assim, esperando com paciência, alcançou a promessa. Hb 6:15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5306865698534858636?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5306865698534858636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5306865698534858636' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5306865698534858636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5306865698534858636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2010/01/feliz-ano-novo-o.html' title='Feliz Ano Novo \o/'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3182262476429938657</id><published>2009-12-25T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T16:33:59.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NataL ~~</title><content type='html'>Foi legal, faltou só meu amor aqui em casa.&lt;br /&gt;Amo uva, e todo tipo de comida que é feita durante o natal, gosto de ver todo mundo junto, conversando e sorrindo ;)&lt;br /&gt;O natal inspira sentimentos bons, nascimento do maior homem que já existiu ou vai existir na face da terra =D Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;O frio que faz nessa época e a união das pessoas, isso é intrigante.&lt;br /&gt;Feliz natal pra todos, um ótimo 2010. Que venha cheio de sonhos, conquistas, amor e felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: voltando pra UnB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3182262476429938657?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3182262476429938657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3182262476429938657' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3182262476429938657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3182262476429938657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/12/natal.html' title='NataL ~~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-7047819406499866998</id><published>2009-12-20T20:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:04:05.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ParabénS Ana Paula</title><content type='html'>Mais uma vez....&lt;br /&gt;Outra vez pra variar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Paula tirando a paciencia de todo mundo daki de casa.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que dessa vez passou de todos os limiteS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ParabénS, amizades ÓtimaS (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansada de tanta dor de cabeça que essa menina tras ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHEGA ANA PAULA!!! CHEGAAA!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-7047819406499866998?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/7047819406499866998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=7047819406499866998' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7047819406499866998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7047819406499866998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/12/parabens-ana-paula.html' title='ParabénS Ana Paula'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2705155552938937203</id><published>2009-12-18T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T07:22:54.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falta 1 dia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É, o final tá próximo, me alegro muito com issO (Y)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chato pensar que vou reprovar a matéria de Saúde e Sociedade 2, infelizmente, peguei uma disciplina chata, com um professor muito tendencioso! Pra ser bem sincera, não recomendo essa matéria a ninguém, e se tiver que pegar, peguem com qualquer outra pessoa, menos com o prof. Maurício.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não gosto de pessoas confusas, tendenciosas (como q numa prova dissertativa tem alunos que conseguem tirar 10?! Só se eles tivessem com os artigos do lado, mas na prova do prof Maurício isso acontece sim - sinceramente?! Acho que ele nem ler oq o povo escreve, ele olha o nome de cada aluno isso sim, se vc é um dos preferidos dele vc passa, caso contrário - meu caso - vc reprova a matéria) e que não dão valor ao trabalho dos outros (vc ter que refazero msm trabalho umas 4x pra tentar acertar e msm assim ele fala que tá errado?! Putz, sacanagem ¬¬).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dica: Não peguem Saude e Sociedade 2 Com o prof Maurício Robayo. É perca de tempo (Y).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No maaas, já passei em tudo \o/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que venha o curso de verão, peguei 2 matérias =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adiantar o curso, pegar matérias específicas e interessanteS ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanha: última prova &gt; Células aos Sistemas 1 - osso, músculO (isso sim que é importante para uma futura fisioterapeuta).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No maaas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até qndo minhas notas sairem ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2705155552938937203?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2705155552938937203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2705155552938937203' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2705155552938937203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2705155552938937203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/12/falta-1-dia.html' title='Falta 1 dia...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-7045167591955596455</id><published>2009-12-16T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T13:19:27.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faltam 4 dias</title><content type='html'>Agora parece que as coisas estão fluindo de uma forma extremamente estranha...&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente não vou me estressar maiS ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábado, ultimo dia de faculdade =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda faltam 3 provas e 1 trabalho =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um agonia entediante, agonia agoniante, existe isso?! Só sei q to sentindo ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curso de verãO.. Melhor opção pra quem nao vai viajar é quer adiantar o curso (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-7045167591955596455?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/7045167591955596455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=7045167591955596455' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7045167591955596455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7045167591955596455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/12/faltam-4-dias.html' title='Faltam 4 dias'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-401419932584568938</id><published>2009-12-15T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T13:17:03.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faltam 5 dias...</title><content type='html'>Cansada desse teste de resistência, nao aguento mais.&lt;br /&gt;Essa semana não passa, as horas insistem em fikr no msmo lugar. Como se cada segundo fosse um eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;Os números dos dias só diminuem, mas ao mesmo tempo parecem estar tão longe de "zerar" issO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noites mal dormidas, choro por ter pego uma matéria idiota com um professor mais idiota ainda. Chega, não quero saber mais nada de Saúde e Sociedade 2. InútiL ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faltam só 3, força.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-401419932584568938?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/401419932584568938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=401419932584568938' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/401419932584568938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/401419932584568938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/12/faltam-5-dias.html' title='Faltam 5 dias...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1532885809102301437</id><published>2009-12-14T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T18:23:53.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faltam 6 dias</title><content type='html'>Odeio ter que odiar a UnB =/&lt;br /&gt;Dias tão estressantes nessa faculdade, em plena segunda, sinto-me como se fosse sexta ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Chega de tensão, quero ferias )msm q elas sejam só de 1 semana, já q vou fazer curso de verão).&lt;br /&gt;Horrível hoje no ballet, fazia mto tempo q eu nao tinha uma aula tão ruim, e tudo culpa minha. Perdi a pique?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei nãO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrivelmente estressada, vontade de largar tudo, jogar pra cima e ser feliz \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SleeeeeeeP ~ ou então nao aguento o resto da batalhaa, ps.: 00:23, amanha?! 7h =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colheita feliz = vício&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor meu, 5 meses. Amo-te =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1532885809102301437?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1532885809102301437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1532885809102301437' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1532885809102301437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1532885809102301437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/12/faltam-6-dias.html' title='Faltam 6 dias'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2930124725252905006</id><published>2009-12-10T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:03:10.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempos de UnB</title><content type='html'>É engraçado como é "bom" entrar de greve. Como pode existir 1 mes de aula em 2 semanas? =O&lt;br /&gt;Impossível.&lt;br /&gt;Triste e dura realidade, bem vindo a UnB ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Apresentação dia 8 e 9, foi tão boooa ;)&lt;br /&gt;A adrenalina bate tão forte, o coração dispara. No final: tudo ótimo (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que tudo dÊ certo no final, dia 23/12 - férias  \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2930124725252905006?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2930124725252905006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2930124725252905006' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2930124725252905006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2930124725252905006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/12/tempos-de-unb.html' title='Tempos de UnB'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2373049245173446925</id><published>2009-12-02T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T05:55:01.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLzXCFLPI/AAAAAAAAAME/v6nHaS8KkVk/s1600-h/P021209_20.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410806454292917490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLzXCFLPI/AAAAAAAAAME/v6nHaS8KkVk/s400/P021209_20.02.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLPM6X8fI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_okuUWD7_-A/s1600-h/P021209_20.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410805833100947954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLPM6X8fI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_okuUWD7_-A/s400/P021209_20.04.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Simone, Carol, Gabi, Sabrina, Eu, Deborah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLO_1llUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/n9mxhVMZUhs/s1600-h/P021209_20.02%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410805829591209282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLO_1llUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/n9mxhVMZUhs/s400/P021209_20.02%5B02%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLOYKwGjI/AAAAAAAAALs/LqlbsVMwq-Y/s1600-h/P021209_20.02%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410805818942560818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLOYKwGjI/AAAAAAAAALs/LqlbsVMwq-Y/s400/P021209_20.02%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLOEGdOZI/AAAAAAAAALk/80ViRO0CzTg/s1600-h/P021209_20.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410805813555837330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLOEGdOZI/AAAAAAAAALk/80ViRO0CzTg/s400/P021209_20.03.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chegando a apresentaçãO ~ Pke Clássico é pra menininhas (kkk)³ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo mto tudo isso ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1576602910052353096-2373049245173446925?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2373049245173446925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2373049245173446925' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2373049245173446925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2373049245173446925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/12/ballet-d.html' title='Ballet =D'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SxcLzXCFLPI/AAAAAAAAAME/v6nHaS8KkVk/s72-c/P021209_20.02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-7014053020265217539</id><published>2009-11-25T17:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:21:00.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra ser bem sincera, estou ficando cansada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acho que o maior, e melhor prêmio que um estudante pode merecer é uma ótima greve no final do semestre. (preço que se paga por entrar na UnB).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tá, mas não quero falar sobre isso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É bom ter alguém em quem confiar, um porto seguro, uma pessoa que vocÊ possa enxergar algo além que venha te servir de base. Saudade dos romances extremamente apaixonados e melosos que existiam antigamente, acho que esses sim são de verdade. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vamos correr da futilidade, da cópia de imagem, da tentativa de ser que a gente não é.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vamos compreender o limite de cada pessoa, e não forçar ele/ela a chegar nele, mas que se chegar, está lá do lado pra dá uma força na tentativa de ir mais além um pouquinho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero aprender a ouvir mais, juro que tento, e a analisar o meu redor e as pessoas/ situações que se passam ao meu lado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nossa vida, algo tão lindo, frágil e complexo ao mesmo tempo.&lt;em&gt; O que deixa lindo&lt;/em&gt;? a nossa existencia, que é única. &lt;em&gt;Frágil&lt;/em&gt;? a simplicidade do ser humano, dominador mas tão sensível a qualquer doença ou agente externo e &lt;em&gt;COMPLEXO&lt;/em&gt;, os sentimentos são o maiores responsaveis por essa complexidade, mas são os grandes responsáveis por toda racionalidade da vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chega de filosofia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gostei de 2012 e ameeeei (de paixão mesmo) Lua Nova.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um romance perfeito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps: Inveja das meninas que dançam na ponta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps²: Inveja pq elas vão dançar com sapatilha preta  =O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps³: Inveja pq elas já têm a ponta lilás, rosa pink e agora a preta!!!  ¬¬'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um dia chego láaa ~ =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-7014053020265217539?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/7014053020265217539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=7014053020265217539' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7014053020265217539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7014053020265217539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/11/pra-ser-bem-sincera-estou-ficando.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2340176653054503683</id><published>2009-11-16T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:17:08.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.u.t.u.r.o ~</title><content type='html'>Um pouco nervosa com as possibilidades que possam está vindo ai na minha frente!!&lt;br /&gt;Inscrição feita ontem no domingo dia 15/11/2009.&lt;br /&gt;Seráa que vai ser dessa veZ?&lt;br /&gt;Se Deus quiser siiim =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assistir: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wVXSS5Wv34"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wVXSS5Wv34&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2340176653054503683?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2340176653054503683/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2340176653054503683' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2340176653054503683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2340176653054503683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/11/futuro.html' title='F.u.t.u.r.o ~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2959879456644093977</id><published>2009-11-14T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T10:01:32.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Só precisava de alguem pra conversar comigo, alguem que eu pudesse desabafar e me escutar e além de tudo entender e prestar atençao no que eu estou dizendo.&lt;br /&gt;A ultima bagunça q teve aki em casa, pra variar provocada pela minha irma, ainda me deixou um poko abalada, e o pior: nao tenho com quem contar =/ nem pra quem contar!!!&lt;br /&gt;É hora de rever alguns conceitos, principalmente algumas amizades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2959879456644093977?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2959879456644093977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2959879456644093977' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2959879456644093977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2959879456644093977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-precisava-de-alguem-pra-conversar.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5862909686092745631</id><published>2009-11-08T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:22:29.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É complicado umas situações da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil vc esperar por uma pessoa, viver por essa pessoa (que ultimamente é isso que tenho feito) e as vezes nao vejo retorno disso =/&lt;br /&gt;É compreensivo, ninguém pode ser perfeito a todo tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aff, tanta coisa passando na minha cabeça agora, dificil ligar as coisas =/&lt;br /&gt;Hoje fiquei triste com meu namorado, é ruim desequilibrar uma área da sua vida...&lt;br /&gt;aaah nem, num tenho estrutura pra isso não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi tão estranho em pensar que a pessoa que eu amo muito, pensou em ver meu mal hj! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá, não consigo escrever oq eu sinto agora...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5862909686092745631?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5862909686092745631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5862909686092745631' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5862909686092745631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5862909686092745631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;cansada de ver ela mantendo, ou pelo menos tentando fazer isso, uma pose de "ah eu sou livre e posso tudo" ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Droga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem mais o povo aki de casa tá aguentando isso.&lt;br /&gt;Até minha mãe disse q ela anda mto rebelde e talz.&lt;br /&gt;Poxa, a pessoa fica querendo se aparecer pros amigos a custa dos outros!!!&lt;br /&gt;Quer bancar a pose de liberal e independente, enquanto eu tenho q ser a chata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daki uns dias vai ganhar um castigo isso sim!!!&lt;br /&gt;¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá chegando... 4 meses! \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5340180198475749920?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5340180198475749920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuxmAgXC3ZI/AAAAAAAAALU/GGBglPiWCNo/s400/P301009_22.52.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Armazém do Juca - 30/10/2009) ~ Agora tÔ com uma gripe terríveL por conta de ontem =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ps: Amor não gosta de tiraR foto, só pode!!! =P&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/1576602910052353096-7619596180922390220?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/7619596180922390220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuxmAmk--TI/AAAAAAAAALc/jjIcc2j2LgQ/s72-c/P301009_22.52%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2554523987856200842</id><published>2009-10-25T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:10:03.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ParabénS amooooR ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuUEEbng2bI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZaIelEmIScg/s1600-h/P241009_17.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396724202652883378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuUEEbng2bI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZaIelEmIScg/s400/P241009_17.54.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuUEEFLTHMI/AAAAAAAAALE/tuV2khFnfSA/s1600-h/P241009_17.50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396724196628962498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuUEEFLTHMI/AAAAAAAAALE/tuV2khFnfSA/s400/P241009_17.50.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuUED2Eka1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/gUc-q6ADxaY/s1600-h/P241009_17.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396724192574204754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuUED2Eka1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/gUc-q6ADxaY/s400/P241009_17.53.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuUEDtnm06I/AAAAAAAAAK0/CYjNcZgT9K8/s1600-h/P241009_17.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396724190305244066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuUEDtnm06I/AAAAAAAAAK0/CYjNcZgT9K8/s400/P241009_17.52.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Espero está ao seu lado por muitos e muitos anoS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TeAmoMuito ~ SuuuuupeR importante e especial pra mim ;* FelicidadeS =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1576602910052353096-2554523987856200842?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SuUEEbng2bI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZaIelEmIScg/s72-c/P241009_17.54.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1056311519531596894</id><published>2009-10-19T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:50:54.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet + Ballet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ultimamente tÔ tão cansada por causa da faculdade =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aah nem, UnB tá sugando toda minha vida, as vezes isso dá uma raivaaa!!! =X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas hoje num queria falar disso não, quero falar de uma coisa muito boa que passei hoje (Y)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou super ansiosa pra usar a ponta, sério, parece q quando eu quero uma coisa, isso começa a me perseguir e eu começo a ver isso em todos os lugares (acredite, é fato). Na igreja, nos vídeos e hoje na minha aula *-*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheguei mais cedo hoje, ai blz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando entro na sala pra fazer o alongamento a prof tinha deixado a ponta dela láa =O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(me senti como uma criança de 3 anos, q não pode ver uma coisa solta no chão que já vai mexendo). Estava tudo lá, o par de sapatilha e o par de ponteira. Tentei, juro q tentei, mas não consegui.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coloquei a ponteira no pé direito, calcei a sapatilha (que é beeeem maior q o meu número) e nem precisei fechar a sapatilha não, a ansiedade era tanta e o medo tbm q corri pra barra, olhei bem para o meu pé (pq só calcei no direito) e subi. *-*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que emoção!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Logo em seguida soltei e fiz plié.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subi outra vez e levantei a perna esquerda, na tentativa de fazer um arabesque. Soltei da barra e me equilibrei por uns segundos, 2 no máx. Suficiente pra me fazer feliiiiZ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coloquei a sapatilha no lugar e fiquei pensando a aula inteira no que eu tinha feito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loucura?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah não sei, prefiro dizer: desejo momentâneo (Y)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Final do Ano tá chegando, e meu teste também!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que nesse ano eu calço as minhas??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espero que sim. ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juuuro que qndo comprar e calçar as minhas tiro uma foto e coloco akii =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Niver do Amor chegando *-*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;teamocadadiamaisecadavezmaisbjuhmihavida ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1056311519531596894?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1056311519531596894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1056311519531596894' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1056311519531596894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1056311519531596894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/10/ballet-ballet.html' title='Ballet + Ballet'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1366749097630364206</id><published>2009-10-09T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:30:26.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É tão bom poder descansaR (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semana muito tensa =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Em alguns segundos pensamentos entraram na minha cabeça de forma avassaladora e me fizeram refletir sobre tanta coisa. A nossa vida é uma eterna dinâmica. Hoje você está aqui, passa por experiencias únicas e amanha tudo mudou! Amanha não era aquilo que vc queria ter comprado, não era aquilo q vc queria ter priorizado, não era aquilo que você queria ter amado, não era akilo q vc queria ter vivido. (díficil não bater um arrependimento na hora).  - Emoções nasceram para serem confusas, sem qualquer explicação, afinal: são emoções, são experiencias - Te fazem crescer, mudar sua cabeça e evoluir acima de tudo - que na minha opinião é a melhor coisa que pode acontecer. Espero ter uma base forte, experiencias concretas e uma cabeça no lugar para enfrentar tantas coisas que podem vir pela frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mudando totalmente de assunto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É estranho sentir ciúmes, queria ter pra mim".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teamomuitokenji ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1366749097630364206?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1366749097630364206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1366749097630364206' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1366749097630364206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1366749097630364206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-tao-bom-poder-descansar-y-semana.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2414060981213120975</id><published>2009-10-03T18:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:02:51.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um sábado bem animadO!</title><content type='html'>Aiii tÔ muito feliz hojee!!&lt;br /&gt;Teatro nacionaL + "ImprovaveL" + Namorad0 = Sábado perfeiiitO ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameiii amoR ~&lt;br /&gt;3 meses &gt;&gt; tá chegandO!!! \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2414060981213120975?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2414060981213120975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2414060981213120975' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2414060981213120975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2414060981213120975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/10/um-sabado-bem-animado.html' title='Um sábado bem animadO!'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-6570098399716211179</id><published>2009-09-09T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:22:33.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fisioterapia ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;EntãO... resolvi fazer esse post pq cada dia e cada vez mais me apaixono pelo curso que escolhi, e percebo q vale muuuuuito a pena seguir em frente ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enfrentar todas as aulas chatas de Saúde e Sociedade 2, Epidemio 2, ATV 2 e outras coisas.. Minha profissão é fantástica, e Deus me deu um grande diferencial: a UnB ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Próxima semana vai ter a "Semana da Fisioterapia" na Católica, me inscrevi... fazer um curso lá (pilates) =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ainda não decidi pra qual área eu vou, gosto muito da parte de acupuntura, dermato-funcional e talz, mas ainda acho muito cedo pra decidir =P (ainda to no 2º semestre ~ lalala) ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aii tem algumas fotos da área de especialização em fisioterapia, e a foto da MelhooooooR turma de Fisio que a UnB pode ter: A Minhaa \o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Galerinha gente booaa =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqfVY02iMcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/vEu2jR16CAI/s1600-h/Fisio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379502902398300610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqfVY02iMcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/vEu2jR16CAI/s400/Fisio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2ª Turma de Fisioterapia - Universidade de Brasília (UnB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqfU94cXGaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/VqdraKu4HoQ/s1600-h/dermatofuncional.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379502439505795490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqfU94cXGaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/VqdraKu4HoQ/s400/dermatofuncional.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;~ Dermato - Funcional ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqfUoBHSKFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q_sXZPyJjhw/s1600-h/acupuntura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379502063876188242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqfUoBHSKFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q_sXZPyJjhw/s400/acupuntura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~ Acupuntura ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqfRFNR7S9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/VIpsG-TNNgo/s1600-h/simbolofisio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379498167311748050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqfRFNR7S9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/VIpsG-TNNgo/s400/simbolofisio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-6570098399716211179?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/6570098399716211179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=6570098399716211179' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6570098399716211179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6570098399716211179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/09/fisioterapia.html' title='Fisioterapia ~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqfVY02iMcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/vEu2jR16CAI/s72-c/Fisio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1169269204419371468</id><published>2009-09-06T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T09:36:24.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqPitzDjO-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/2QEV-PQz1Sk/s1600-h/P050909_16.35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378391656437595106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqPitzDjO-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/2QEV-PQz1Sk/s400/P050909_16.35.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coisa de quem não tem oq fazer. Na verdade, eu até tenho, mas fico só "levando as coisas" e fazendo coisas inúteiS  ;)&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkk²³¹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiL fotos com a Ana ontem  =D&lt;br /&gt;(estudar que é bom, ninguém estuda não. Quero só ver... Já tÔ com um monte de matéria em atraso ¬¬' Esse semestre tá complicado =/ mas tá super divertidO \o/ Quero FISIO pra minha vidaaaa) ~&lt;br /&gt;Em falar nisso, a Ana passou pra farmácia ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho nada pra reclamar não, minha vida tá booooaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;cartão novo na área ~ (tá faltando agora só dinheiro pra gastaaaR =P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perto de 2 meseS \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teamomuitoamormeu ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1169269204419371468?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1169269204419371468/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1169269204419371468' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1169269204419371468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1169269204419371468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/09/coisa-de-quem-nao-tem-oq-fazer.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SqPitzDjO-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/2QEV-PQz1Sk/s72-c/P050909_16.35.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1813078913474563883</id><published>2009-08-19T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:09:56.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SoygQrGi7RI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/difqo9-ocoo/s1600-h/15-08-09_2020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371844663854689554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SoygQrGi7RI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/difqo9-ocoo/s400/15-08-09_2020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;você é tudo o que eu quero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Quando você está deitado em meus braços,&lt;br /&gt;Estou achando difícil de acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Nós estamos no paraíso&lt;br /&gt;(nós estamos no paraíso)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E amor é tudo o que eu preciso,&lt;br /&gt;E eu achei em seu coraçao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Não é difícil de ver&lt;br /&gt;Nós estamos no paraíso&lt;br /&gt;(nós estamos no paraíso)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agora nada pode mudar o que você significa para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Há muitas coisas que eu poderia dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas agora só me abraçe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque o amor iluminará o caminho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(Tradução da música: We're in heaven - Dj Sammy) ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1813078913474563883?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1813078913474563883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1813078913474563883' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1813078913474563883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1813078913474563883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-voce-e-tudo-o-que-eu-quero-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SoygQrGi7RI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/difqo9-ocoo/s72-c/15-08-09_2020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1818568254946612031</id><published>2009-08-14T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:44:28.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13/08/2009 ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SoXYyA2CjoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jNL3XLA_8EU/s1600-h/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369936484440903298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SoXYyA2CjoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jNL3XLA_8EU/s400/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tá ai, outra foto que gostei de verdadee ;) ficou linda d++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sabe amor, me sinto tão feliz de ter completado nosso 1º mes juntos. Você entrou na minha vida, colocou tudo de cabeça pra baixo - pra ser bem sincera acho q não, minha vida tava de cabeça pra baixo e você tá me ajudando a arrumar tudinho - e tá me fazendo feliz com cada mudança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agradeço os sorrisos, cada gesto de carinho e amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;É bom saber q existe alguém pensando em mim e é melhor ainda ter alguém em que eu possa pensar e contaR ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você é meu namorado, meu amigo, amante, confidente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tornou-se super significante na minha vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apesar dos problemas e das brigas q já tivemos em nosso passado, só posso dizer hoje que você me faz muito feliz, vc era tudo q eu precisava no momento de extrema agonia que eu passava. Me faz ver que nem tudo tá perdido, que algumas pessoas ainda valem a penaa \o/ = VOCÊ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Obrigada por esse mês de namoro  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que muitos e muitos outros possam vir pela frente!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mil beijos da sua namoradaa =D&lt;br /&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/1576602910052353096-1818568254946612031?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1818568254946612031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1818568254946612031' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1818568254946612031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1818568254946612031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/08/13082009.html' title='13/08/2009 ~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SoXYyA2CjoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jNL3XLA_8EU/s72-c/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2954596379855972150</id><published>2009-08-10T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:02:24.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissas \o/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SoCz8uT2YnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dhsos5hMatQ/s1600-h/P100809_14.58%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368488611630441074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SoCz8uT2YnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dhsos5hMatQ/s400/P100809_14.58%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Na ordem: seduction, disco, esmeralda + penelope charmosa, VW + Lady Dragon, Hello rosa, Hello vinho, esqueci =P, night vermelha, night roxa, mistery preta \o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tava olhando minhas sandálias hj..&lt;br /&gt;aproveitei pra tirar umas fotos ^^&lt;br /&gt;Nova coleção na parada &gt;&gt; Love PirateS =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser bem sincera, num gostei muito das cores não!! Achei super escuras, gostei de 2 modelos (Ultragirl + barbie -rosa e preta- e Hello -vermelha e preta-). Fiquei na dúvida entre outros 2, mas msm assim não serão prioridadee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nhaaiiin ~&lt;br /&gt;qndo comprar, coloco as fotos akii ^^&lt;br /&gt;bjúuuuH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;namorado, amO vocÊ ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2954596379855972150?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2954596379855972150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2954596379855972150' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2954596379855972150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2954596379855972150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/08/melissas-o.html' title='Melissas \o/'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SoCz8uT2YnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dhsos5hMatQ/s72-c/P100809_14.58%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1995085405034960422</id><published>2009-08-03T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:04:23.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaaah quanta saudadee =/&lt;br /&gt;saudade das minhas compras, das minhas blusinhas de marca, das minhas belas melissas num 35.&lt;br /&gt;saudade das senhas e das assinaturas...&lt;br /&gt;é um hábito, vicia, fascinaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;acho q tÔ sentindo isso pelo lançamento da coleção "Love Pirates", me apaixonei po várias =/&lt;br /&gt;aah nem, que vida difíciL ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;estranha ascenção, dura quedaa =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me dava liberdade, só issO ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;só pra desabafar msm  ^^&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  --- # ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As aulas estão voltando, e pra ser bem sincera, não tÔ nem um poukinho animadaa ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Acho q tÔ ficando doentee =/&lt;br /&gt;garganta tá baaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ráaa ~&lt;br /&gt;perto de 1 mêS * &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amO d+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1995085405034960422?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1995085405034960422/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1995085405034960422' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1995085405034960422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1995085405034960422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/08/aaaah-quanta-saudadee-saudade-das.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-9013583072815510630</id><published>2009-07-26T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:46:09.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domingo no parque ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Sm0h4wBHxRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Jy5N91Q_s5s/s1600-h/PICT0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362979990114125074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Sm0h4wBHxRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Jy5N91Q_s5s/s400/PICT0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Passeio engraçadO ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Muitas fotos, depois coloco akiii =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Aprendi uma coisa: qndo ele falar&lt;strong&gt; NÃO é não&lt;/strong&gt; e quando ele falar &lt;strong&gt;SIM é sim&lt;/strong&gt; ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;odeio akele brinquedo&lt;/strong&gt;, tÔ com a cabeça rodando até agoraaa =/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amor, te amO ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Teimoso que num gosta de nada q eu gosto!! =P&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/1576602910052353096-9013583072815510630?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/9013583072815510630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=9013583072815510630' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/9013583072815510630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/9013583072815510630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/07/domingo-no-parque.html' title='Domingo no parque ^^'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Sm0h4wBHxRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Jy5N91Q_s5s/s72-c/PICT0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-6550049686970765935</id><published>2009-07-23T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:31:59.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAR NÃO É FAZER AMOR - LUÍS FERNANDO VERÍSSIMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar é dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fazer amor é lindo, é sublime, é encantador, é esplêndido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas dar é bom pra cacete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar é aquela coisa que alguém te puxa os cabelos da nuca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te chama de nomes que eu não escreveria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não te vira com delicadeza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não sente vergonha de ritmos animais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar é bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Melhor do que dar, só dar por dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar sem querer casar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sem querer apresentar pra mãe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sem querer dar o primeiro abraço no Ano Novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar porque o cara te esquenta a coluna vertebral...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te amolece o gingado... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te molha o instinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar porque a vida é estressante e dar relaxa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar porque se você não der para ele hoje, vai dar amanhã, ou depois de amanhã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tem pessoas que você vai acabar dando, não tem jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar sem esperar ouvir promessas, sem esperar ouvir carinhos, sem esperar ouvir futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar é bom, na hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Durante um mês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Para os mais desavisados, talvez anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas dar é dar demais e ficar vazio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar é não ganhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;É não ganhar um eu te amo baixinho perdido no meio do escuro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;É não ganhar uma mão no ombro quando o caos da cidade parece querer te abduzir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;É não ter alguém pra querer casar, para apresentar pra mãe, pra dar o primeiro abraço de Ano Novo e pra falar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Que que cê acha amor?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; É não ter companhia garantida para viajar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;É não ter para quem ligar quando recebe uma boa notícia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar é não querer dormir encaixadinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;É não ter alguém para ouvir seus dengos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas dar é inevitável, dê mesmo, dê sempre, dê muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Mas dê mais ainda, muito mais do que qualquer coisa, uma chance ao amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esse sim é o maior tesão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esse sim relaxa, cura o mau humor, ameniza todas as crises e faz você flutuar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Experimente ser amado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coisa de quem não tem o que fazer, tipo eu ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tava procurando umas coisas bonitinhas pra colocar no orkut do Kenji e me aparece esse poema. É engraçado, uma literatura bem realista ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Em falar nisso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saudade dele =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Esse tempo e ele tá longe me fez ver q gosto dele de verdadii =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Já, já ela volta e a gente mata toooda essa saudadee \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maior Mil Beijos pro meu japonêS ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kkkkkkkkkkk²³¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GostoMuitoDemais!!!&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/1576602910052353096-6550049686970765935?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/6550049686970765935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=6550049686970765935' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6550049686970765935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6550049686970765935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/07/dar-nao-e-fazer-amor-luis-fernando.html' title='DAR NÃO É FAZER AMOR - LUÍS FERNANDO VERÍSSIMO'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5445005103223441678</id><published>2009-07-13T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:50:30.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daniel Kenji Yamaguchi ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5445005103223441678?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5445005103223441678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5445005103223441678' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5445005103223441678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5445005103223441678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/07/daniel-kenji-yamaguchi.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5231341008648072990</id><published>2009-07-11T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:42:36.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made me Glad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SllM8qjf49I/AAAAAAAAAJc/GArpRWPSKbk/s1600-h/P030609_13.39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357397836832957394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SllM8qjf49I/AAAAAAAAAJc/GArpRWPSKbk/s400/P030609_13.39.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will bless the Lord forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will trust Him at all times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; He has delivered me from all fear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has set my feet upon a rock &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will not be moved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; And I’ll say of the Lord &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are my shield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; My strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; My portion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deliverer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Strong tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; My very present help in time of need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Whom have I in heaven but You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; There’s none I desire besides You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You have made me glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I’ll say of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;s2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5231341008648072990?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5231341008648072990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5231341008648072990' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5231341008648072990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5231341008648072990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/07/made-me-glad.html' title='Made me Glad'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SllM8qjf49I/AAAAAAAAAJc/GArpRWPSKbk/s72-c/P030609_13.39.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5360019921629145741</id><published>2009-07-07T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:27:57.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser Fisioterapeuta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;FISIOTERAPEUTA É ASSIM...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não fala, coordena vibrações nas cordas vocais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não pensa, faz sinapse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não toma susto, recebe respostas galvânicas incoerentes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não chora, produz secreções lacrimais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não espera retorno de e-mail, espera feed back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não perde energia, gasta ATP...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não divide, faz meiose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não beija, permuta microorganismos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não se olha no espelho, faz avaliação postural...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não tem pigarro, tem tosse improdutiva...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não sofre fratura, tem descontinuidade abruta e traumática do osso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não dança, faz cinésio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não corre, executa ação de força explosiva...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não se apaixona, tem comportamento de padrão motor ativado pelas reações químicas induzidas pelas respostas emocionais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não respira, faz troca gasosa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não sente dor, tem estímulos nociceptivos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não se espreguiça, faz alongamento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não “malha”, faz movimentos de ação concêntrica e excêntrica...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não caminha pela praia, deambula...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero amaR isso e passar esse amor aos outros ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5360019921629145741?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5360019921629145741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5360019921629145741' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5360019921629145741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5360019921629145741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/07/ser-fisioterapeuta.html' title='Ser Fisioterapeuta...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1843518561863526027</id><published>2009-07-02T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T18:14:32.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O sonho é o que me move, a possibilidade de imaginar e de realizar me mantem vivaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;É tão feliz, mesmo que esteja tão longe de se realizar!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida é viver, vida é sonhaR (8)&lt;br /&gt;Daqui 2 anos, não sei pq tudo na minha vida acontece em um espaço de 2 anos =O, tudo vai se realizar, se Deus quiser \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planejado hoje, início de execução, &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; (2 anos) &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ,RealizaçãO!&lt;br /&gt;Pq o céu é o limitee *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final do ano?! Pontaaa \o/&lt;br /&gt;convite feito ontem ;)&lt;br /&gt;Tão pouco tempo, grande conquistaaa  ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1843518561863526027?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1843518561863526027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1843518561863526027' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1843518561863526027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1843518561863526027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-sonho-e-o-que-me-move-possibilidade.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3345185817134709171</id><published>2009-06-19T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:04:28.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8bdb63fea3a41ff" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8bdb63fea3a41ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331752231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42F91776FBE8478E4C5A681DA16CE59368D52E06.7945059E37D2FC442B7E59663B007E9A700A7A75%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8bdb63fea3a41ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLCNRiMmu7CKW7Wi0clVpr68iACE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8bdb63fea3a41ff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331752231%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42F91776FBE8478E4C5A681DA16CE59368D52E06.7945059E37D2FC442B7E59663B007E9A700A7A75%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8bdb63fea3a41ff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLCNRiMmu7CKW7Wi0clVpr68iACE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Olhaa oq esse povo fez comigo no dia do meu niver ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kkkkkkkkk²³¹  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AmO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; d+&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3345185817134709171?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e8bdb63fea3a41ff&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3345185817134709171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3345185817134709171' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3345185817134709171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3345185817134709171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/06/olhaa-oq-esse-povo-fez-comigo-no-dia-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-8576943846652717047</id><published>2009-06-10T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T07:16:37.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje tÔ com mta vontade de gritar! Colocar pra fora essa coisa ruim q tÔ sentindo ~&lt;br /&gt;Pq cada um num cuida da sua vida e deixa as pessoas em paz hein?!&lt;br /&gt;Na hora q eu preciso de alguma coisa ninguém "sonha" com isso ou com aquilo, quando estava me matando pra entrar em uma droguinha chamada UNB ninguém sonhou com minha vaga ou coisa assim, agora q estou saindo... HAHA²³ Sempre tem um sonho, "uma visão", "aaai tÔ sentindo isso e akilo" ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Que raiva, NISSO EU NÃO ACREDITO&lt;br /&gt;Gente q num tem oq fazer...&lt;br /&gt;aaah "máaa váaaaaa" ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É estranho sentir isso, é uma raiva tão grande que me rasga o peito, só de pensar que isso pode atrapalhar as minhas saidas com meus amigos e a minha "liberdade" eu fico sem chão na hora, bate uma deprÊ tão grandee ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de choraR ~&lt;br /&gt;E oq eu faço qndo sinto isso? Saio de casaa \o/&lt;br /&gt;Queria falar isso pra alguém, mas acho melhor não, deixar guardado mais esse sentimento é melhoR. Não que isso faça bem, pelo comtrário, mas...&lt;br /&gt;Defesa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É sério, hoje me senti tão fraca ~&lt;br /&gt;impotência e medo tbm!!!&lt;br /&gt;Niver da minha amiga hj, a Camila, e nem sei se vou conseguir sair pra comemoraR =/&lt;br /&gt;A tristeza tá na minha cara, não tÔ conseguindo esconder nãO é sério!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje tá com um sol tão booom&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de SumiiiR  (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Pegar o carro e ir deitar no parque da cidadee ^^&lt;br /&gt;vontadii de fazer isso hj ]]~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah nãO sei de nadaa, cabeçaa triste essa minhaaa ¬¬'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-8576943846652717047?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/8576943846652717047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=8576943846652717047' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/8576943846652717047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/8576943846652717047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/06/hoje-to-com-mta-vontade-de-gritar.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1578139324160441537</id><published>2009-06-05T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:40:11.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>03/06 ~ Meu Niver ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Geeente, que dia mais lindo foi esse?! Acho que de TODOS os meus aniversários, ESSE FOI O MELHOR =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Termino a aula de fundamentos de fisioterapia depois da apresenteção de um seminário ai vou lá fora, fico conversando com meu padrin e talz e olhando ao redor, CADE OS CÃO que num vieram aki na universidade me buscar?! Até aii beleza, ninguém apareceu, padrin já tinha q ir pra sala e talz, do nada eu vejo PÉULHIA entrando na UnB com um nariz de palhaço!!! =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ela me vÊ e chama as meninas. Na hora joguei minha pasta no banco (na verdade só joguei, nem fikei pra ver onde tinha caido) ai entra em cena a Rafáh e a Dafne, as 3 fantasiadas de palhaço!! kkkk²³¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Começam a gritar, e a UnB tooooda olhando pra gentee \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A gente tira um bucado de fotos, fazemos um vídeo, elas sujam a universidade com uns treco lá ~ e geraaaaL olhandO ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Depois a gente foi pro metro, descemos na galeria, almoçamos no Pátio, corremos até o parque da cidade (correr foi uma ironiaa ¬¬') depois fomos até a torre de TV, elas inventaram de subir nakele treco e eu morrendo de medo =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Voltei pra casa era umas 6h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tomei banho, cantei parabénS com minha familia (meu bolo tava ótimo) =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E go, go night ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chikita tava cheio, a gente foi pra outro lugaR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Parte boa foi de noite 6³.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hugo preto apareceu lá já de madrugada (exageeeeeero), mas nem era mais o meu niver, já era meia noite o poko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cheguei em casa era quase 2h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Detalhe: no outro dia era a prova de ATV, resultado?! G.am.e.O.ve.R na provaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk²³¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ameeeeei (LLL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Por isso q é ótemo vc conhecer e ter amigas LOOOOOUCAAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk²³¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Meu melhoR NIVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Depois coloko umas fotos akii ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1578139324160441537?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1578139324160441537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1578139324160441537' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1578139324160441537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1578139324160441537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/06/0306-meu-niver.html' title='03/06 ~ Meu Niver ~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1703715716619367125</id><published>2009-05-29T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:29:06.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ParabénS Dafneee ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ontem foi o niver da Dafne..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Véei, só essas gurias msm pra me fazer faltar aula sendo q tinha q fazer uma trabalho durante essa aulaa ¬¬'po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Era pra ter sido um almoço né? Só q acho q 3h da tarde num é almoço mais não =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Liiindo bolinho pra Daf ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Confissões em frente à camera, compartilharam o CHOQUE TÉRMICO!!! =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Andando pela cidade de noitee ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lugares legais, ameei o segundO ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Acho q gastar 154 com pinga é d+ née?!?! ¬¬' (Não compartilho essas coisas, não gosto dissO) ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tava liberado, era o niver da Dafnee =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fiquei sabendo de uma coisa mto horrível ontem quandO estava a caminho (Se vc teve uma impressão errada sobre a minha pessoa okay ;) agoooora, virar e perguntar akilo pro meu amigo? Aaahh vaii se *****, na boa, achei q akilo teria estragado a minha noite ¬¬' Mas num estragou não ^^ &lt;em&gt;pessoas&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;legais chegaram&lt;/em&gt; lá &lt;em&gt;depoiS&lt;/em&gt;) ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E como eu já sabia... &lt;em&gt;Eu sou a solução dos seus problemas e não a responsável por eles acontecerem!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;O Hugo certeza q num bate bem da cabeça não!! Só ele msm pra dirigir dakele jeito ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Então é issO ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fotos depois ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;algumas fotos nãO, não pode&lt;/em&gt;, elas sairam horríveis) kkkkk &lt;em&gt;6³&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;É isso aii (8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tenho q ir ler uns textos e fazer uns trabalhos pra entregar hj as 2h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;aFF q raivaa q tenho dissO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maaaas, tá acabandO ~ (Pelo menos esse primeiro semestre!!! ¬¬').&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1703715716619367125?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1703715716619367125/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1703715716619367125' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1703715716619367125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1703715716619367125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/parabens-dafneee.html' title='ParabénS Dafneee ~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-828539963763137541</id><published>2009-05-27T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:13:55.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Muitos acontecidos nessa semana e nesses dias ai. Fico pensando, como será q é sentir a perda de uma pessoa querida e tão amada?! Fico imaginando por um minuto como deve ser se eu estiver sem minha mãe, pai, irmãos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Meus sentimentos, a mãe de um colega meu faleceu =/) ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                            ------- # -------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ultimamente tÔ sentindo dores horríveis no meu pescoço (lado direito) e no meu ombro esquerdo... Nossa, chego ao final do dia quase chorando de tanta dor =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa semana e a próxima tá prometendo!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dia 1/6 = seminario&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dia 2/6 = seminario&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dia 3/6 = seminario&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dia 4/6 = prova de ATV ¬¬'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra resumir tudo: SEM FDS =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na boa, num sei mais pra onde correr não, diante de tanta coisa pra fazer, me sinto tão despreparadaa ¬¬'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aFF ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero ver as coisas acontecerem!!&lt;/em&gt; Penso num futuro melhoR ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dia 24/5, dia legaaL =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nhaaiiin ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quero dançar quadrilhaa ¬¬' Vou ver se arrumo alguém pra dançar comigo, ou entãaaO... Planos engraçados =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acho q é isso, tÔ sem tempo pra pensar..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São 10h e tÔ morrendo de sono (esse meu ombro tá um porre msm =@) ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acho que vou dormiR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"E minha cabeça sempre tão vaga, sou uma pessoa estranha, diferente ou até mesmo iguaL a muitas que existem por aii. Sou uma pessoa vazia de sentimentos. Alguns ficariam perplexos ao fazer uma reflexão e perceber tamanha insensibilidade em si msm, já eu? Ah, isso é uma outra históriaa ;)".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Não me julgue maaL, é que algumas coisas morreram, passaram ou estão passando, e eu... não estou nem sentindO".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-828539963763137541?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/828539963763137541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=828539963763137541' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/828539963763137541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/828539963763137541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/pensamentos-d.html' title='Pensamentos =D'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-96128568369841095</id><published>2009-05-25T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:41:06.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rafélhiiia XimiT ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq7NxRQACI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/f_Ysr3nUDZU/s1600-h/Niver+do+J%C3%BAlio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339786153439526946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq7NxRQACI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/f_Ysr3nUDZU/s400/Niver+do+J%C3%BAlio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Porque &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NÃO EXISTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; amiga iguaL a elaa ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq5psasY3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/JtCJcl9tSTg/s1600-h/P170509_16.45%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784434150040434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq5psasY3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/JtCJcl9tSTg/s400/P170509_16.45%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~ Ela é a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MELHOR DE TODAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, SEM DÚVIDAS ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq5pd24yhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/m99DZXjAvdM/s1600-h/P170509_16.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784430241761810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq5pd24yhI/AAAAAAAAAJA/m99DZXjAvdM/s400/P170509_16.45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rafélhia XimiT Van Der Bruki (kkkkkkk)²³...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq5pAHBzFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iqBFopOQnYY/s1600-h/P170509_16.08%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784422256397394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq5pAHBzFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iqBFopOQnYY/s400/P170509_16.08%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;... A&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Elhéine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aki &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMA MUUUITO vocÊ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; viuuu?!?!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq5owLE_ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lFMrpm4PiZ8/s1600-h/P170509_16.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339784417978416530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq5owLE_ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lFMrpm4PiZ8/s400/P170509_16.08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nunca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; se &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;esqueça &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dissO ;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-96128568369841095?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/96128568369841095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=96128568369841095' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/96128568369841095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/96128568369841095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/rafelhiiia-ximit.html' title='Rafélhiiia XimiT ~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Shq7NxRQACI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/f_Ysr3nUDZU/s72-c/Niver+do+J%C3%BAlio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2370965548400534183</id><published>2009-05-22T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:51:44.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resumo da Semana ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Sha5A89QadI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lIRrvoBTQlY/s1600-h/P170509_15.36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338657834308495826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Sha5A89QadI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lIRrvoBTQlY/s400/P170509_15.36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Sha5AybLMtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5X0PWO7oQKk/s1600-h/P170509_15.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338657831481193170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Sha5AybLMtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5X0PWO7oQKk/s400/P170509_15.28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Véeeii, eu tinha escrito um bucado de coisa aki ontem e do nada o notebook desligou e eu perdi tudo ¬¬'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EntãO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As fotos aii de cima resolvi colocar por precaução msm, vai q um dia aconteca alguma coisa com o note e eu perco tudo??? =O (ia chorar horrores ¬¬') ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A semana foi agitadaa \o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apresentação de trabalho, resultado de provas e assim vaiii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momento de reflexãO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Acho um saco as pessoas q não estão nem aii pro curso q tão fazendo e ainda querem arrastar os outros pro mesmo buraco! Poxa, demorou tanto pra entrar nessa UnB e o povo ainda leva tudo nas coxaas?? ¬¬".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Apresentação de SS1 foi horrível, tem q recuperar a nota agora! Nunk vi, a pessoa q é sorteada nem se prepara pra apresentação. Tá d+) ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nota de ATV: pelo q tudo tá parecendo acho q fikei com 9.55 na prova o/*\o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(bom q dá pra recuperar o 7 q eu tinha tirado da vez passadaa).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa semana tirei foto com o povo da facuL (depois coloco algumas aki tbm ^^).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Açaii com Rafélhiia e é issO ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~(Quando eu tinha escrito isso daki pela primeira vez eu ia escrever outras coisas depois do resumo da semana =D Mas num vou fazer isso agora não pq esqueci oq tinha q escrever... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ksopksopksop²³¹&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durante a semana eu escrevo alguma coisa Legal akii ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BjúuuH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1576602910052353096-2370965548400534183?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2370965548400534183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2370965548400534183' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2370965548400534183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2370965548400534183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/resumo-da-semana.html' title='Resumo da Semana ^^'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/Sha5A89QadI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lIRrvoBTQlY/s72-c/P170509_15.36.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-8110468537474966476</id><published>2009-05-18T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:40:30.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you want to plaaaay????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/ShHGQFgJwZI/AAAAAAAAAII/LVd1Z1caUlg/s1600-h/P170509_16.07%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337265013067989394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/ShHGQFgJwZI/AAAAAAAAAII/LVd1Z1caUlg/s400/P170509_16.07%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/ShHGQCjbcnI/AAAAAAAAAIA/frLZ5s3IuLE/s1600-h/P170509_16.07%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337265012276425330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/ShHGQCjbcnI/AAAAAAAAAIA/frLZ5s3IuLE/s400/P170509_16.07%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/ShHGP57c3_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/9ASJANmRyEU/s1600-h/P170509_16.02%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337265009961263090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/ShHGP57c3_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/9ASJANmRyEU/s400/P170509_16.02%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Canseiii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;e não quero mais ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;enjoooooooo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1576602910052353096-8110468537474966476?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/8110468537474966476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=8110468537474966476' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/8110468537474966476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/8110468537474966476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-want-to-plaaaay.html' title='Do you want to plaaaay????'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/ShHGQFgJwZI/AAAAAAAAAII/LVd1Z1caUlg/s72-c/P170509_16.07%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1430006173698725964</id><published>2009-05-15T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:59:40.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me lembra do orkut de uma pessoa... Quando ainda existia</title><content type='html'>Com o tempo você vai percebendo que&lt;strong&gt; para ser feliz com uma outra pessoa&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;você precisa&lt;/em&gt;, em primeiro lugar , &lt;em&gt;não precisar dela&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Percebe também que aquele &lt;strong&gt;alguém que você ama(ou acha que ama)e que não quer nada com você&lt;/strong&gt;, definitivamente &lt;em&gt;não é o alguém da sua vida&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você aprende a gostar de você&lt;/strong&gt;, a cuidar de você e, principalmente, a &lt;em&gt;gostar de quem também gosta de você&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;O segredo é não correr atrás das borboletas&lt;/strong&gt;... é cuidar do jardim para que &lt;em&gt;elas venham até você&lt;/em&gt;. No final das contas, &lt;strong&gt;você vai achar não quem você estava procurando&lt;/strong&gt;, mas &lt;em&gt;quem estava procurando por você&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mário Quintana)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1430006173698725964?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1430006173698725964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1430006173698725964' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1430006173698725964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1430006173698725964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-lembra-do-orkut-de-uma-pessoa-quando.html' title='Me lembra do orkut de uma pessoa... Quando ainda existia'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-4640257519851854485</id><published>2009-05-12T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:20:17.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aaaaeeew meu amiiiigO (Amaury Dumbo) ~~&lt;br /&gt;Caracas véi, conheço um cara q é igualziin, a Rafáh vive rindo da cara do coitado (e olha q a gente nem fala com a pessoaa =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecei escrevendo isso pq toooda vez q assisto eu morro de rir =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É fácil conversar com vc...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como já dizia o grande filósofo: "Pra dançar créu tem q ter disposiçãaaaO". Já tÔ nas últimas na faculdade, apresentação de trabalho hj, eu num ajudei com nadaa ¬¬' Na hora lá o cara quase num consegue apresentaR, o J.A travou, acho q ele num gosta de falar em público nãO  ;)&lt;br /&gt;Tá faltando disposição pra mim...&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkk²³¹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essas coisas q me fazem tremer as pernas e do nada começa a esquentar de tão nervosa q eu fico mexe comigo sabia?! Há pessoas nesse mundo que me colocam em cada situaçãO 6³.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já tÔ ficando mais tranquilaa, até o final dessa semana acaba as provas e os trabalhos em suas várias apresentações!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Vou poder relaxaaaaR e curtir o medo da próxima prova de ATV.&lt;br /&gt;Descansar a mente e &lt;em&gt;ver oq quero de verdade&lt;/em&gt;, colocar a cabeça no lugar. &lt;em&gt;Tão atraentee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrumar minha semana, me dedicar mais ao ballet, &lt;em&gt;reafirmar algumas escolhas q eu já fiz (esse negócio de F no R é complicado, vai dormindo q vou pensando oq fazer kkkk³)&lt;/em&gt;, colocar os estudos em dia e visitar pessoas q tÔ morrendo de saudadiii \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MiiiiiiiiisteeeR &lt;/strong&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria comprar um óculos pra mim, acho q nem vai dáa =/&lt;br /&gt;Niver chegando &lt;strong&gt;(03/06),&lt;/strong&gt; não gosto de aniversário ¬¬' Me sinto velha e tristee&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou estranhaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BjúuuH BrasiL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-4640257519851854485?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/4640257519851854485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=4640257519851854485' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4640257519851854485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4640257519851854485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/aaaaeeew-meu-amiiiigo-amaury-dumbo.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-6109754985189715874</id><published>2009-05-10T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:56:11.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ontem estava conversando com um "amigo" meu pela net, fiz uma pergunta pra ele e logo em seguida ele respondeu e me voltou a pergunta: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem é vc? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(quem é a Elaine?). Pra ser sem sincera, eu na hora não sabia responder, foi uma pergunta que me deixou intrigada. Fiquei pensando em várias coisas, desde oq eu gosto (ou não) até minha maneira de ver a vida. Engraçado como perguntas desse jeito me deixa desnorteada ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;O mais complicado é vc conversar com uma pessoa q tem uma cabeça totalmente diferente da sua, quem tá certo? (vai saber né?!) Isso é legal pq tem como vc ampliar sua visão de mundo e eu adoro issO ^^&lt;br /&gt;Ver novos horizontes, outros pontos de vista sobre um determinado assuntO.&lt;br /&gt;A conversa de ontem me fez pensar, as idéias dele me fizeram pensar (não gosto de fazer isso nãO, qndo penso acabo nãO fazendo as coisas q sinto vontade).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Você é totalmente diferente do que eu imaginava".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A Rafáh é comédia d+...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkkk²³¹&lt;br /&gt;Ela gosta de macaquinhoS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa semana vai ser complicada =/&lt;br /&gt;Apresentações, trabalhos q eram pra está prontos (e não estãO), ansiedade pela nota de atv... Outras coisinhas chatas assim ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churrasco aki em casa, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feliiz dia das mães&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; \o//&lt;br /&gt;Sorvete de flocos =D&lt;br /&gt;se não fossem os trabalhos, o domingo seria perfeiiitO =P&lt;br /&gt;aah é só.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá faltando poucos dias, tá chegando a data da melhooooR³ festa q esse DF pode ter. \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-6109754985189715874?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/6109754985189715874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=6109754985189715874' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6109754985189715874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6109754985189715874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/ontem-estava-conversando-com-um-amigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-4910358069313320262</id><published>2009-05-07T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:33:35.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Era pra ter sido ontem... 6/7/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;... Só que estava muito cansada e com sono, não deu pra postar nada aki ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;É engraçado, vc pode tentar imaginar ou até mesmo planejar, naaada sai do jeito q vc pensa, tudo em cima da hora é melhoR ou então acaba dando tudo errado née??? ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;aFF, sem comentários...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ameii a visita da Dafne e da RafáH!! Tava enrrolada com uns trabalhos da UnB, resolvi levar a facul a sériO, entrei em emails q nunk tinha entrado (olhaa só o progressO =O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Perdi a aula de ballet, fikei msm só pra adoração. Aconteceu uma coisa muito estranha lá, não consigo tradizir em palavras, acho q eu sentir já é necessário ^^ O comércio da cidade é legaL, libertadoR \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Não é que eu não tenha sentimentos por alguém, sinto algo por uma sensação muito especiaL: a liberdade! Eu a amo, e é isso q gosto de transmitir as pessoas q estão ao meu lado! Tenho uma cabeça firme e uma mente livre, tenho ideias e acho q isso já basta. Quero contagiar as pessoas ao meu lado com essa mudança, quero q elas sintam isso também e percebam o quanto isso é perfeito, transformador e libertador. É como o despertar de um sonho, vc acorda, dá um ótimo sorriso e diz: ótimo foi só um sonho, vamos fazer disso realidade ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;É bom poder dizer que o belo é REALMENTE belo. Basta papai e mamãe né?! Preciso mais de que? De ótimas pessoas ao meu lado, de um bom som e pronto, tá tudo ótimO \o/".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-4910358069313320262?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/4910358069313320262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=4910358069313320262' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4910358069313320262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4910358069313320262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/era-pra-ter-sido-ontem-6709.html' title='Era pra ter sido ontem... 6/7/09'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-135424027430852470</id><published>2009-05-05T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:23:11.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Algumas confissões estranhas tão querendo sair da minha boca, como se eu sentisse vontade de colocar pra fora muitas coisas q estão dentro de mim, guardada no meu interior que só eu mesma sei oq se passa.&lt;br /&gt;Penso em tantas coisas com uma velocidade tão rápida que as vezes nem o pensamento consigo organizar pra colocar aki.&lt;br /&gt;Acho q não sou tudo q acho q sou. Muita pressão saca!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico pensando em algumas coisas e imagino outras, as q penso é como se eu sentisse a flor da pele a sensação que já tive, a exemplo o beijo mais "estranho" que já tive na minha vida (estranho não é a palavra certa, lógico q não vou escrever a palavra certa aki ;)~ Foi bom.&lt;br /&gt;Em meio de conversas descobri q a liberdade tá me completando, poder me arrumar e sair tá me fazendo uma pessoa nova \o/ (uma das coisas boas da vida q eu ainda não tinha aproveitado).&lt;br /&gt;O vento bate no rosto, as conversas e até a falta de um som... Isso q me satisfaz ;)&lt;br /&gt;Quero contagiar as pessoas com essa sensação q tenho, só q as pessoas q conheço estão presas a pessoas q estão em um laço gigaaante e assim vai ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Imagino como pode ser meu amanha, oq posso fazer e como devo agir em situações q o destino cria (ou será q eu levo e faço com q as situações aconteçam?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol &lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt; vento + carro + vidros abertos + óculos + risos + falta de direção = Liberdade ^^&lt;br /&gt;(acho q vou fazer isso no fds)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero conquistar coisas q ainda não tenho, ou que nunca tive.&lt;br /&gt;Alcançar o impossível, ir atrás até o finaL =D&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei oq quero (pelo menos em parte) e vou atrás dissO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.TÉ.CON.S.E.GU.IR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ]]~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-135424027430852470?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/135424027430852470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=135424027430852470' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/135424027430852470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/135424027430852470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/05/algumas-confissoes-estranhas-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-7433427364726127672</id><published>2009-04-30T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:48:25.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viajando na UnB ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Nossa a prova de ATV hj, oq foi akilO?? =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Deus é mais, nem quero ver a notaa ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;* Minha garganta tá ruim, tÔ ficando gripada =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;* tÔ sem minha carteira, tenho q pegar antes do fds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;* que ódio, vou ter q ver minhas economias =/ (nem queria gastar, eu queria era um ceL novo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;* fds tenho q arrumar alguma coisa pra fazer, vou aguentar fikr em casa outra vez nãO!! msm q seja ir na esquina e voltaR tá valendo ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Aaah acho q é só...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;vidinha tá +/- ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Seu corpo em meu corpo, é um só&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;é um sentimento maiooooooR"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;GameOveR ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-7433427364726127672?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/7433427364726127672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=7433427364726127672' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7433427364726127672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7433427364726127672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/04/viajando-na-unb.html' title='Viajando na UnB ~~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-7828019424462788678</id><published>2009-04-28T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:43:57.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VíciO =O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SfckBz9Yt7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/l60ksrIIqGw/s1600-h/PICT0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329768297562421170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SfckBz9Yt7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/l60ksrIIqGw/s400/PICT0903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SfckBlMkAjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/P9t1YJoF7GI/s1600-h/PICT0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329768293599543858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SfckBlMkAjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/P9t1YJoF7GI/s400/PICT0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada um com suas manias, e essa é a minhaa ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais uma Melissa, somando no total 10 \o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(coleção pequena, mas adorooo³)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~ Fotos em anexo ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ps1:&lt;/span&gt; Odeio ATV e tÔ com muito medo dessa prova q vou ter na quinta ¬¬'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ps2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BjúuuH pro meu amigo FLORENTINO!!! Ele me falou q leu meu blog ^^ Fiquei feliz de saber disso, então deixar algo aki pra ele ;****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Melissa Lady Dragon + Vivienne Westwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(fume purpurina)&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/1576602910052353096-7828019424462788678?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/7828019424462788678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=7828019424462788678' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7828019424462788678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7828019424462788678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/04/vicio-o.html' title='VíciO =O'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SfckBz9Yt7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/l60ksrIIqGw/s72-c/PICT0903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3924124648904406700</id><published>2009-04-26T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:52:08.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>siimples assim =)</title><content type='html'>Ah, nada d+ pra escrever nãO =/&lt;br /&gt;Esse fds foi o mais entediante q já tive, nossa não fiz nada, só fiquei em casa, nem estudar eu estudeii ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;Em falar em estudo, tirei 7 na prova de ATV =//&lt;br /&gt;Acho q vou estudar nesse domingo, não vou fazer nada msm ^^&lt;br /&gt;(ontem eu disse a mesma coisa e não estudei nãO)~&lt;br /&gt;Vou arrumar meu cabelo pra amanha, tenho q fazer uma lista de exercícios, comprar uma calculadora, tirar xerox de uns livros aki, estudar pra ATV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conheci um japozinhO \o/&lt;br /&gt;pereceu ser gente boaa ;)&lt;br /&gt;~( acho q foi a única coisa boa q fiz nesse fds =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playground partiuu \o/ (já tÔ com o meu o/*\o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3924124648904406700?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3924124648904406700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3924124648904406700' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3924124648904406700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3924124648904406700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/04/siimples-assim.html' title='siimples assim =)'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-937403964871916547</id><published>2009-04-22T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:52:48.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feriado 21/04 ~~</title><content type='html'>O sentimento e a vontade de buscar uma liberdade imaginada nunca foi tão forte na minha cabeça! Acho que a liberdade não seria a palavra certa, mas sim independencia, é isso que eu quero!&lt;br /&gt;Feriado foi ótiimO \o/&lt;br /&gt;Sorvete, caçapa, adega, casa da Rafaella, Vanilla Ice e por fim a casa da Dafne!! =D&lt;br /&gt;Ameiii ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* Ah a gracinha da minha mãe quando a gente chegou em casa eu tÔ relevando ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-937403964871916547?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/937403964871916547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=937403964871916547' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/937403964871916547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/937403964871916547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/04/feriado-2104.html' title='Feriado 21/04 ~~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2170523519525465067</id><published>2009-04-19T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:45:29.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeeita FDS</title><content type='html'>me de motivoos pra pedir pizza, a essa hora, 23:42... é nessa hora que da vontade de da porrada, na vaca assada... e passou um boi.. pode creer eu vou sair por ai correndo atras do meu boi, arrastando o boi com a vaca, me de motivoos, pra ir embora pegar a pizza, e jogar no boi, a vaca assada ta mto safada, tocando o sino... cri crri, a gnt nao tem o que fazer ficar gritsando essa hora na rua, 23 e 43 me de motivooos, pra calar a boca, os vizinhos tão olhando as vizinhas ta louca, é nessa hora que o veio aparece, ( tá doida, saí pra la.. ) e faaz Bú... - telefone de Nany tocando.. - é meu pai - silencioo.... acabou a graça né..&lt;br /&gt;*kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sem comentários ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2170523519525465067?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2170523519525465067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2170523519525465067' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2170523519525465067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2170523519525465067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/04/eeeeita-fds.html' title='Eeeeita FDS'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3740078032375333285</id><published>2009-04-16T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:29:30.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dias de luta, dias de glória</title><content type='html'>"[...]&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hoje estou feliz porque sonhei com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E amanhã posso chorar por não poder te ver&lt;br /&gt;Mas o seu sorriso vale mais que um diamante&lt;br /&gt;Se você vier comigo aí nós vamos adiante&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;A vida me ensinou a nunca desistir&lt;br /&gt;Nem ganhar, nem perder mas procurar evoluir&lt;br /&gt;Podem me tirar tudo que tenho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só não podem me tirar as coisas boas que eu já fiz pra quem eu amo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;Histórias, nossas histórias&lt;br /&gt;Dias de luta, dias de glória&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Todo dia, se pudesse eu ia estar com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já te via muito antes nos meus sonhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu procurei a vida inteira por alguém como você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto dessa música, da pessoa que me lembra ela também   ;)&lt;br /&gt;Por hoje é só, acho que já basta!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sem comentários de aulas chatas ou coisa do tipO \o//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Dias de Luta, dias de Glóriaa ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3740078032375333285?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3740078032375333285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3740078032375333285' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3740078032375333285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3740078032375333285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/04/dias-de-luta-dias-de-gloria.html' title='Dias de luta, dias de glória'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-6088045586578831616</id><published>2009-04-14T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:09:46.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viajando na aula (parte II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Manhã)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desde ontem estou com uma música do Charlie Brown Jr. na cabeça!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(dias de luta, dias de glória) ~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela me lembra uma pessoa, uma grande pessoa! Hoje ele é muito especial para mim, mais do que nunca \o//&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O dia tá tão frio! Essa música ainda me faz ficar pensando. O vento gelado tá batendo tão forte que eu ainda tÔ procurando quem estaria mais frio, se eu ou o vento ¬¬'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem relatórios da aula de&lt;/em&gt; ATV 1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(do átomo à vida) simplesmente você não respira nessa aulaa!! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(4h de ATV, tÔ quebrada, não aguento mais ver ácido, base, pH, pOH, concentração... Passando mal mesmo ¬¬').&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Meu padrinho é uma gracinhaa (kkkk³). A criança mais linda dá UnB é ele, sem dúvidas ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Tarde)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Achei que a aula de saúde e sociedade 1 (SS1) hoje seria super chata (pke a maioria das aulas são insuportáveis). Mas hoje não, foi diferente, a aula fez a gente refletir e pensaR! \o//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"A informação sempre é diferente, cada um possui uma forma de passar algo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&gt; A professora quase num liberou a gente hj =//     (isso estragou a aulaa =/).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Um BeijO pro Igor, o Palito. (kkkk³)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;adorO³ ele  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-6088045586578831616?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/6088045586578831616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=6088045586578831616' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6088045586578831616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6088045586578831616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/04/viajando-na-aula-parte-ii.html' title='Viajando na aula (parte II)'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3231984489007075631</id><published>2009-04-13T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:33:57.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viajando na aula (parte I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Resolvi fazer algo de interessante aki... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Escrever oq passa durante os meus dias, na minha cabeça, durante as aulas... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Era pra eu está estudando, maaas.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(manhã) ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Introdução a Pesquisa Científica - IPC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;" Ninguém merece acordar cedo e ouvir a professora falar de semente e de plantio ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(essa matéria é muito tosca, Deus me livre!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tá tocando pussycat dolls, kkkkk³²&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bem melhor do que essa matéria chata de IPC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A música é &lt;strong&gt;When I grow up&lt;/strong&gt; (tÔ dançando) kkkk³²¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A vantagem de já ter pego essa matéria é que não vou ver essa coisa nunca mais!!! ooooooW lombra loucaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;... e minha cabeça está tão looonge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Será que alguém presta atenção nessa aula?? =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bem que aqui também poderia tá tocando uma música!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GeraaaaaL dançando, ia ser legaaL  =D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(tarde) ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Epidemiologia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Outra aula chata que ninguém tá prestando atenção! Hoje ainda é segunda e já me chamaram pra bagunçar no FDS ¬¬'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(tá errado isso!! kkk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nossa tá quente d+ e esse professor de epidemio falando um bando de blá, blá, bláaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~&gt;&gt; Saudades de mister &lt;&lt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Minha cabeça hoje tá d+, paro e fico olhando pro nada ai quando volto percebo q não tÔ prestando atenção na aula mais também num tÔ pensando em nadaa ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ histórias, nossas histórias, dias de luta, dias de glóriaa ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~[[ Meu padrinho é o mais gatO de toooda UnB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kkkkk³²¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gente boa essa criançaaa        ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3231984489007075631?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3231984489007075631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3231984489007075631' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3231984489007075631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3231984489007075631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/04/viajando-na-aula-parte-i.html' title='Viajando na aula (parte I)'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5394317490651119697</id><published>2009-04-12T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:52:32.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimentos</title><content type='html'>Pra ser bem sincera, não consigo me entender...&lt;br /&gt;As coisas deveriam ser práticas ou algo do tipo. Ultimamente preservo a minha praticidade, gostou ótimo ^^, não gostou, sinto muito ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas tentam me entendeR, saber oq tÔ sentindo, mais sei láa...&lt;br /&gt;Procuro palavras pra explicar tamanha transformação e não as encontro.&lt;br /&gt;A única coisa que posso dizer com certeza é que estou feliz, entrei na universidade, conhecendo muita gente nova, um mundo novo, pessoas produzindo o conhecimento e recebendo-o também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não se impressione com minhas atitudes, vocÊ nunca saberá o que se passa no profundO do meu interior".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero, chamou minha atenção e eu vou atrás ^^&lt;br /&gt;(até conseguiR) ~~&lt;br /&gt;e G.ame.O.v.eR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5394317490651119697?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5394317490651119697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5394317490651119697' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5394317490651119697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5394317490651119697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/04/sentimentos.html' title='Sentimentos'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5452178237503387172</id><published>2009-02-27T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:30:54.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tantos acontecimentoS ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tanta coisa tem acontecido nesses últimos dias, um ganha e perde... Ah não, foi legal mas acho que acabei confundindo amizade com outra coisa (acho melhor encarar os fatos assim, fica mais legaL) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dia 16 iniciam as minha aulas na UnB, tÔ mto feliz, é um pouco diferente, não tenho a menor idéia do jeito que é uma faculdade e começo logo de cara na UnB, não tem presente melhor ^^ toda loka já menadei fazer um jaleco pra mim (pense numa coisa fofa?! Com meu nome, e várias flores nas cores lilás - que eu amo- e verde! Nem sei quando vou usar, oq importa é que já compreii ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Um desabafo agora: tÔ sentindo a raiva entrando dentro de mim, não seria uma raaaaiva e talz, mais sim um olhar diferente para as outras pessoas - me sinto superior, querendo algo exelente, tÔ ficando mto chataa!! (Deus me ajudaaa) ~~ Nariz tá láaa em cima (com gente q não conheço lógico) Me sentindo por cima das pessoas.. ¬¬' Nossa grande coisaa, passei =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk²³¹²³¹²  (moooorra de invejaaa).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A música que tá na minha cabeça hoje e sempre é "Tirar os pés do chãO", a música da minha vitória na área dos estudos \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tÔ chegando a conclusão que conhecimento d+ afasta as pessoas, pke não tem outra explicação!!! kkkkkk³¹² (tÔ é rindo!! Ainda não desisti de namorar um engenheiro \o/) ~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Vamos ver oq maaais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;* Pra variar gastando mais do q eu ganho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;* Em casa sem fazer naaadx ¬¬' (aaaaaaaaoooooooH téeedio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(esqueci do resto, minha cabeça tá mto fracaa) kkkkkk³²¹²³&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Melhorando no ballet \o/ abertura já tá ótimaa (1 mês née??!?!) uhruLL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Só esperando, sem pressa!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; PARABÉNS RAFÉLHIA XIMIT (amúuuuH vC!!!! 19 aninhoS) &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5452178237503387172?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5452178237503387172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5452178237503387172' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5452178237503387172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5452178237503387172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/02/tantos-acontecimentos.html' title='Tantos acontecimentoS ~~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1695099101898378197</id><published>2009-02-16T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:14:03.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passeiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIA MAIS FELIZ DA MINHA VIDA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;APROVADA EM PRIMEIRA CHAMADA NA UNIVERSIDADE DE BRASÍLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CURSO: FISIOTERAPIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A única certeza??? foi o Senhor q me deu issO, não tenho a menor dúvidaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ele colocou a mão e me fez prosperaR!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~~[[ Saltando de felicidadeeeee ]]~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1695099101898378197?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1695099101898378197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1695099101898378197' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1695099101898378197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1695099101898378197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/02/passeiii.html' title='Passeiii'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2382659395064223891</id><published>2009-02-06T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:20:02.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida engraçadaa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Uma vida tão paradaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nossa nada d+ acontecendo nãO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Do ballet pra casa, de casa pra igreja e volto pra casa. Uns dias iguais, sem grandes novidades ou conquistas! Dias parados, os quais não teriam necessidade nenhuma de se fazerem presentes aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maaaas, quero falar de algo especial ^^ 03/02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Vendo a minissérie e o livro Dom Casmurro, poderia colocar essa frase aki sem causar dano algum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Frase do personagem Bentinho, marido de Capitu, ciumento nato!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Agora, pq nenhuma dessas caprichosas me fez esquecer a primeira amada do meu coraçãO... Capitu.  Talvez pq nenhuma tinha, os olhos de ressaca nem os de cigana oblíqua e dissimuladaa!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Não tenha ciúmes de tua mulher, para q ela não se meta a enganar-te com a malícia q aprendera de ti"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E eu me envolvi nessa malíciaa ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2382659395064223891?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2382659395064223891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2382659395064223891' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2382659395064223891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2382659395064223891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/02/vida-engracadaa.html' title='Vida engraçadaa...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-7800865895659529496</id><published>2009-01-16T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:03:07.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiro do ano \o//</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muito feliz, o ano já começou cheio de coisas novas, sensações estranhas!! Não um estranho de ruim, um estranho de bom!! Já começei minhas aulas de ballet, e ainda num tinha postado nada aqui, na verdade estava sem tempo ^^ Começei dia 12/01/2009.. Nossa, fazia um tempãao, quem diz q ballet é fácil, mente. E mente muito. Não é fácil não, é gratificante!! Não tÔ fazendo lá na Sarene não, por motivos q não quero comentar aqui, maaaas... esquece =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Então os planos de 2009 Deus já está abençoando!! Eita, é nesse fds, um fds de alegriaa, eita ansiedade que meu Deus, só orando msm pra ver se pára!!  E os frutos a gente só colhe um mês depoiS!!! =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dia 22,23 e 24 (se não me engano) conferência fire jovem lá no Ministério da Fé \o/ uhruuL, alegria sóooH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Huum, oq mais?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero meu cabelo grandão e ele num cresce!!! =X acho q vou ter q dá uma forcinhaa. huhuhu³²³²¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;só tá faltando é corageem... e um poukinho de moneyy (láláláaaa) ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Acho que só isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aah sim, a minissérie Capitu, baseada na obra de Dom Casmurro de Machado!! Geeeeente que coisa linda foi aquelaa?? Perfeitaa =O ameeeeI *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ontem fui no shopping, comprei umas blusinhas e talz, programinha de pobre!!! kkk³²¹ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me apaixonei poR outra melissa.... na verdade queria uma de salto, só q neim tÔ usando mto salto ultimamente!! Na verdade queria as duas se pudesse... kkkkkkkkk³²¹²&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Só isso... =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Feliz e nervosaa ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-7800865895659529496?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/7800865895659529496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=7800865895659529496' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7800865895659529496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/7800865895659529496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2009/01/primeiro-do-ano-o.html' title='Primeiro do ano \o//'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-6343843295363825425</id><published>2008-12-29T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:22:05.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O ano acabou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fiz tantas coisas esse anO, que olho pra trás e a única coisa que consigo falar é: Meu Deus, tem misericóridaa ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O primeiro semestre entãaO?? coisa errada atrás de coisa errada, o que posso falaR??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* trance (que pesadelO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* festinha de nivEr de uma colegaa (que droga foi aquela heiiN??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* Itiquira (lugar lindo, a pessoa q tva láa, putZ horríveL, sem comentários)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* Atrapalhando a vida/ namoro dos outros (que eu me lembre foram 2, brigas feias por conta disso, perdi até a amizade e tbm aumentei a raiva de umas meninas ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* tva com o fulano lá, e ele foi pro fundamentaL ¬¬ (esse foi um ponto de grande reflexão no meu ano).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aaah e outras milhares e milhares de coisas que eu fiz nesse anO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Só que tem um momento na vida que vocÊ começa a sentir falta de alguma coisa, aparece um vazio dentro de vc, e esse vazio em mim se chamava ausência de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Começei a procurar, a buscar, a chorar e a clamar, até que Deus ouviu as minhas orações e desde o meio do ano (em junho) que encontrei outro tipo de alegria, ganhei novas amigas e tenho vários objetivos, os quais dessa vez estão na direção dEle!!! \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; * me tornei uma ótima estudante (apesar de nesse finaL de ano está morrendo de preguiça de ler livros ou coisa assim ¬¬')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* entrei no GM (grupo de multiplicação) e ganhei as melhores irmãs que há de existiR ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* me alegrei em está indo pra igreja, fiz vários planos pra esse ano de 2009, não sei se todos vão se cumprir, mas a diferença é q dessa vez eles foram colocados na presença do meu DeuS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~*~&gt;&gt; E desde então só alegria, muitas outras coisas aconteceram tbm, coisas boas e ruins, a diferença é que dessa vez as ruins que aconteceram não me abalaram em quase nada, só fizeram com que eu refletisse, e as boas? sÓ EdificaçãO!!! &lt;&lt;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que venha 2009, será um ano de decisões! Decisões grandiosas, e se Deus quiser vai ser um ano de grandes conquistas, a começar por JANEIRO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~~[[ Se quiserem acreditar no que está escrito aqui, ótimO! Caso o contrário, não faço questão nenhuma de provar e garantir que o que estou dizendo aqui é verdade, seu julgamento não me contrói em nada e MUITO menos me destróI ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Todo dia é dia de adorar ao SenhoR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;eu conto os segundos só pra te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;quando estou em Tua presença dá vontade de pulaaR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dá vontade de dançaaaaaaaR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dá vontade de gritaR, dá vontade de correR."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-6343843295363825425?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/6343843295363825425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=6343843295363825425' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6343843295363825425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6343843295363825425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-ano-acabou.html' title='O ano acabou...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5225363437506147166</id><published>2008-11-21T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:51:19.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando a fantasia acaba ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;... e a única coisa q me resta é a sensação de perca, sei lá, tão estranho isso!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guardei todas as frases (que no momento não fizeram sentido nenhum pra mim, mas que agora eu vejo o pq de cada coisa q vc me dizia, coisas como "não chore na frente de uma pessoa q vc ame, pq dessa forma vc vai tá demonstrando a sua fraqueza pra ela", "tente não chorar por homem nenhum, pois ele não vai está chorando por vocÊ", "faça oq vc sentir vontade de fazer, não pense, simplesmente aja", " eu sou bem claro, se eu gosto eu falo logo, se nãO...", "se um dia eu falar q acabou, acabou de verdade, não venha atrás de mim").&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E na verdade, não prestava atenção de verdade não, achava isso tão estranho, umas frases tão fortes, q eu achava totalmente longe da nossa realidade!! (tão estranho, eu ainda falo nossa, como se fosse algo q ainda tivesse vivo dentro de nós dois, na verdade, dentro de mim sim né, e vC?).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Durou o tempo q foi preciso, tempãaO diga-se de passagem, quem sabe daqui a uns 2 anos outra vez né??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seja livre, conquiste o mundo, faça as coisas q vc sempre falou q teve vontade de fazer, continue sorrindo do jeito q vc sempre sorriu pra miim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acredito no amanhã, sei q lá encontrarei uma nova forma de sorrir, um novo jeito de ver a vida, um novo motivo pra poder alcançar o meu topO...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chegaa... ¬¬'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5225363437506147166?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5225363437506147166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5225363437506147166' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5225363437506147166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5225363437506147166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/11/quando-fantasia-acaba.html' title='Quando a fantasia acaba ~~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-548952832030843640</id><published>2008-11-14T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:49:57.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crítica e momento de reflexão pessoaL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Os tempos então indo, esgotando e é nessa hora q a gente percebe o tamanho da perversidade humana, a tamanha falta de compaixão, gente estamos falando de seres humanoS!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tive que registrar algo aqui, pq em menos de uma semana já passei por duas situações que me machucaram profundamente, me senti impotente, e no final das contas não pude fazer nada, quer dizer, quase nada, pq dá dinheiro pra alguém como uma "ajuda" não quer dizer muita coisa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma noite de chuva, e chuvia forte mesmo, uma criança de uns 9 anos de idade, estava chorando e pedindo uma ajuda no semáforo! Com os braços pra dentro da blusa a criança ia de carro em carro pedindo algo, meu Deus, porque isso? Alguns carros ajudaram outros nãO, fingiam não ter nada lá, nada msm, consideravam o choro e a presença daquele ser humano um verdadeiro NADA!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outra situação eu passei hoje, estava voltando do curso e tinha uma criança vendendo paçoca dentro do ônibus, meu Deus, ele devia ter uns 8 anos no máximo, e tava lá, tendo que trabalhar para ver se consegue ajudar a familia ou algo assim! Paçoca? nem gosto, maaaas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É muito triste, é lamentável um pais tão grande como esse passar por coisas assim (e piores), enquanto isso os impostos são desviados para manter a vida de luxo de políticos fúteis!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enquanto a gente se preocupa em comprar um carro novo, uma roupa nova, arrumar um namorado(a), fazer com q relacionamentos acabem, em passar na UnB, em um concurso, em acumular + e + dinheiro, pessoas estão sofrendo, estão morrendo do nosso lado e a gente não faz nadaa!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ainda tem gente q diz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"não ajudo pra não sustentar um vício, ou então incentivar a prática (pedinte)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pelo amor de Deus que desculpa + ridículaa!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... Verdadeiramente estou muito abalada emocionalmente ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;acho q é issO, sei lá, tava com vontade de gritar, dizer isso pra alguém, tirar isso de dentro de miim, e está aiii!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-548952832030843640?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/548952832030843640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=548952832030843640' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/548952832030843640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/548952832030843640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/11/crtica-e-momento-de-reflexo-pessoal.html' title='Crítica e momento de reflexão pessoaL'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-1172243081996230534</id><published>2008-11-08T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:44:41.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>é Deus agindO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ah como essa situação me cansaa ¬¬'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muito feliz, razões básicas:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* meu GM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* minhas irmãs de GM (nossa, adoro cada uma!! Iduany, Luane. Mirelle, Hanaenya, Carol, Aninha e minha mamãe Sarysa, em falar nisso, ontem foi o niver da minha mamãe!!! E ela achando que a gente tinha esquecido delaa, vÊ se podii uma coisa dessa!!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* cursinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* "amigos"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Rafáh, a cãO loira + linda desse planetaa (kkkk)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e a principaL: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Meu Deus, razão da minha alegria, da minha esperança, do meu sorriso, do meu choro, do meu amoR, da minha fé, da minha adoração, da minha existência!! E me faltam palavras pra descrever o meu Pai, tão perfeito, me leva bem mais alto, me destaca no meio da multidãO, perdoa os meus pecados e me livra do maL, teria eu palavras pra descrever meu Pai? Caso não tem ele me guiado pelo caminho dEle e abrindo o mar na minha frente? Sem palavras pro teu amor óh Pai, sem palavras pro teu perdãO!!!! Me leva mais alto, me leva ao teu amoR, me mostra a Tua face!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;---------------------------#-------------------------------#------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou escrevendo aqui escutando a música "mais alto" do Fernandinho, adoro d+, adoração perfeitaa!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;huuum..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah siim, próximo ano, se for da vontade de Deus, estarei entrando no ballet (como já tinha escrito aqui), já decidi o lugar que quero fazer, tÔ querendo ir pra Sarene Castro, já me falaram que lá é muito bom, além de já ser direcionado pro ministério de dança!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;vamos ver né...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;está nas mãos de Deus =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o niver da Aninha tá chegandO \o/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;vou tacar ovo nelaa!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(kkkkkkkkkkkk)³²¹&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;acho que fico por aqui msm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah siim, a música já acabou, agora tÔ escutando essa:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Se não for pra te adorar, para que nasci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se não for pra te servir, porque eu estou aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se eu quero te adorar, te adorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Senhor, estou aqui (4x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diante do trono, Senhor quero levar minha oferta de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diante do trono, Senhor quero levar meu sacrifício de louvor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As minhas mãos levantar tua beleza então contemplar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com meus labios declarar toda a minha a adoração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[...]"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-1172243081996230534?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/1172243081996230534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=1172243081996230534' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1172243081996230534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/1172243081996230534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/11/deus-agindo.html' title='é Deus agindO...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-6450588082657094895</id><published>2008-10-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T08:29:11.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guerra/ FDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;suas palavras, os poemas e cada escrito que vc coloca aqui no meu blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ow adoro muiitO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;o chato fica quando vc apaga, pq vc faz issO???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ah, pq vc não se apresenta? a gente se conhece de onde, qual o seu nome??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;----------------------#--------------------------------------#----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Essa semana foi tão cansativa, quase estou sem tempo pra dormir, saindo direto, estudando, arrumando as coisas, no geral não tenho + tempo pra nadaa =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hoje domingo foi o dia que eu consegui dormir + \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tÔ bem aliviadaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;+ tarde ir pro meu primeiro GM =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;conhecer as meninas da igreja, entrar cada vez + em contato com as coisas de Deus ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hj tem + um dia de campanhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~* minha mente?? livree livree!!! *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ps: ODEIO dirigir!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kkkkkkkk³²¹²&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Adoro essa músicaa ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Novo caminho para andar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Novo sonho pra sonhar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O deserto não é o meu lugar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nova vida ele prometeu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A todo aquele que nele crê,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O mar a nossa frente se abrirá.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nova criatura sou,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O velho homem já morreu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu vou dançar naquela terra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que ele prometeu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu vou, eu vou.(2x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu vou dançar na chuva...(2x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fico por aqui msm, arrumar meu cabelo e talz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"o mundo seria bem melhor se todos olhassem pro alto e percebessem que há algo maior do que a ignorância humana" ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-6450588082657094895?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/6450588082657094895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=6450588082657094895' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6450588082657094895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/6450588082657094895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/10/guerra-fds.html' title='Guerra/ FDS'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-511075350744612852</id><published>2008-10-23T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:17:38.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uhruL</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~~&gt;&gt; Strass no dentee &lt;&lt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-511075350744612852?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/511075350744612852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=511075350744612852' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/511075350744612852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/511075350744612852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/10/uhrul.html' title='uhruL'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-5389770769667245010</id><published>2008-10-21T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:10:22.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dias e mais dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;kkkkk³²&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;um dos meus records.. tempão sem postar aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Estou me sentindo só, falta de amigos, falta de alguém para que eu possa chorar ou então expressar tudinho que tá passando aqui dentrO! Mas acho que é nessa hora que a situação fica difícil, não sei o que tenho por dentro, as vezes me sinto muito vazia, sabe o que faço? choro!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;(aff tÔ escrevendo aqui, e na rua tem uma pessoa abençoada que tá com um som muito alto, só atrapalhando meus pensamentos ^^).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ah sim, UnB, outra coisa que me leva a refletir e me assusta muitíssimO. Tenho medo de não conseguir outra vez, e também não gosto quando alguém vem e fala:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;- Calma, vc vai passar ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;que uma coisa que eu quero tanto eu não consigo ter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;por que é tão difíciL chegar logo a essa meta e poder dizer: VENCI no nome de Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ultimamente estou muito apegada a minha igreja, ao meu Deus. O engraçado é que tudo que está acontecendo comigo parece que Ele tá me conduzindo a issO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;(desabafo pessoaL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;" tenho muitos planos, que já poderia muito bem ter começado a executar cada um deles e acredita só, tudo vai desenrrolar depois do dia 18 de janeiro... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;descobri que com um pouco de alongamento consigo ter uma flexibilidade muito boa para uma pessoa de 18 anos \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;meu Ballet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;isso msm, só em janeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;E esse mundo está tão fútiL, muitas pessoas vazias, vazias de si e acabam esvaziando os outros ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;(e o som do carro dessa pessoa aqui na rua não pára!!!!) ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guerra, porque vc faz um comentário no meu blog e logo em seguida vc apaga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;acho que está bom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;fico por aqui mesmo ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;~~&gt;&gt; Aliança com Deus, nascidos para Reinar &lt;&lt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-5389770769667245010?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/5389770769667245010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=5389770769667245010' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5389770769667245010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/5389770769667245010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/10/dias-e-mais-dias.html' title='Dias e mais dias...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3179007756694270249</id><published>2008-10-05T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:26:49.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FeliiiiiZ *</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;azuL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;seii láh, dáh uma sensação de conforto, de momento de calma, tranquilidade, harmoniaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tempãO sem escrever aqui..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;+ tbm tinha mta coisa prah dizer nãO, ou melhoR, eu nãO queria escrever mta coisa aki nãO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ontem, dia 04/10/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tirei minha habilitaçãO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;poxa um dos dias + tensos e + felizes dah minha vidaa!! Eu sou mto estranha, nah hora do exame neim fiquei nervosa nem nadaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;qndO desci do carro, e percebi alguns erros que tinha cometido, começei a chorar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ksopskposkospksopskpo³²¹³²&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;eu era a única que estava chorando sem nem ver o resultado do treco láH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nhaaiiin ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sou emO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;kkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;depois de mta tremedeira, crise de choro, nervosismo (pq tinha gente que jáh estava esperando o resultado a um tempãO, e eu cheguei e o meu resultado saiu rapidinhO, o que eu pensei? pronto reprovei!! foi tãO rápido que eles nem precisaram pensar 2x) a alegria veio de uma formaa sensacionaaaL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;APTO \0/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;qndo vi esse carimbo nem acreditei..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;kkkkkkk³²¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e eu??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;aaah ainda tva chorandO!!!  kkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;depois de ter levantado 5:30, está láh no Detran 6:00 e ficar inté as 9:00 de pé esperando prah fazer o teste, cometer alguns erros (tipow sair com o freio de mão levantado e apagar o carro num retorno) receber a notícia que vc passou?? Alegriaa nah certaa (HUHU³)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cheguei em casa, almoçei e corri pro aluB =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T.A. aFF ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;simplesmente morri!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;neim sai de noitee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e advinha pke???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pam pam paam.. ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(depoix a gente descute issO) hram!!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bjúH prah geraaL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;#  em lugar de vergonhaa... dupla honraa  #&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3179007756694270249?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3179007756694270249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3179007756694270249' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3179007756694270249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3179007756694270249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/10/feliiiiiz.html' title='FeliiiiiZ *'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2640254502024037155</id><published>2008-09-23T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:57:51.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem pergunta quer sabeR ~~</title><content type='html'>"Uma grande trágedia aconteceu, a cidade foi evacuada, pois um grande "furacão" está chegando e vai devastar tudo.Você acha que é a última a sair da cidade, e esta fugindo em seu carro.Mas ao passar em um ponto de ônibus você v três pessoas que ficaram pra trás. E são.Uma velhinha, doente e indefesa, porém muito sábia e com experiência de vida.O grande amor de sua vida, vocês sempre se amaram mais por algum motivo o destino durante grande parte da vida sempre manteve vocês dois separados.E seu melhor amigo, e ele uma vez já salvou sua vida.Mas em seu carro só cade mais (01) pessoa, além do motorista (você).Pergunta. Quem você leva??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Muito bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;desde sábado tinha lido esse treco aii, vc éah beim catastrófico, pke a versão da historia ke eu jáh tinha ouvido era num dia de chuva, numa parada e um taxi.. + jáh ke vc colokou a idéia do furacãO, tipow, uma meeeeeega e alucinante catástrofe, eu resolvi responder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eu pararia o carro, com o meu celular, o ceL do meu love e da minha amigah tiraria uma foto de nós 3 juntos. Entregaria esses celulares prah velhinha e mandaria ela levar prah longe, comO recordação prah entregar para as nossas famílias!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Como seriam os instantes finais, eu beijaria mtOoOoO meu amoR, brincaria mto com minha amigah, depoix juntaria os 3, faria uma oraçãO e depoix curtiria o vôo!!! (pke a força do furação certamente levaria a gentii pras alturas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;\o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Se naum desse prah tirar as fotos, eu falaria o nome dos 3 ke estariam fikando prah velhinha e faria o resto igualziin!!! Beijaria mto meu amoR, e brincaria mto com minha amiigaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(jáh ke vaii morrer, morre todo mundo juntO ^^) ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No sábado ou domingO escrevo algo sobre a minha semanaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bjúH *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2640254502024037155?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2640254502024037155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2640254502024037155' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2640254502024037155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2640254502024037155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/09/quem-pergunta-quer-saber.html' title='Quem pergunta quer sabeR ~~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-557696006508257668</id><published>2008-09-20T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:37:51.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MonólogO com O Guerraa ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SNVtD-3P48I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Sy3LadIfX4g/s1600-h/PICT0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248220855951942594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SNVtD-3P48I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Sy3LadIfX4g/s400/PICT0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SNVtEA8VluI/AAAAAAAAAE8/y7J6I8NlqmY/s1600-h/PICT0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248220856510158562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SNVtEA8VluI/AAAAAAAAAE8/y7J6I8NlqmY/s400/PICT0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SNVtERFSupI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pAqJcJtD7Fs/s1600-h/PICT0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248220860842687122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SNVtERFSupI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pAqJcJtD7Fs/s400/PICT0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;EntãO ker dizer ke vc tbm táh kerendúh fazer vestibaa??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;éah o primeiro ke vc tenta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;qual curso vc táh kerendo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;como vc foii nos outros vestibulareS? (caso tenha feito)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pois éaah.. tÔ kerendúh passar em adM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;espero ke dessa vez aconteçaaa \o//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hummm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nenhuma objeção neiim naadx contra vc táh escrevendúh akii naaum ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;podii deixar os coment's e páH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nah medida do possíveL eu respondO cadaa um =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Essa vidáh éah tão engraçada ke me mataa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;caracas e essa carteira ke num saaii!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e meu pai neim prah facilitar as coisas, me ajudando aki em ksa tbm ¬¬'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tédio totaaaaaL ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(se foR prah sair, ke saia eu e vC.. naum eu, vC e o universO ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;poxaaa essa época, esse frio, seii láh, tudo me faz lembraR a 2 anos atrás...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ow pke será ke fikO lembrando de 2 anos atrás toda horaa?? HUHU³&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;amúuuH o M.F. WolV \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;( e eu neiim sei o ke eah amoR e saio falando aiii ) =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mtO maaassa tudiin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tÔ gostando taanto, tenho medo ke acabe antes ke eu consiga aproveitaaR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;naum kerúh perder e páH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tÔ no mundo prah ganhaaR =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;em falar em ganhar.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;toda essa desigualdade me faz chorar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;poderiamos viver numa sociedade comunistaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;naum um comunismO falso, um comunismO de Marx, nah sua totalidadeee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;caracas.. e o ke + vou escrever akii??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;aah siiim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;axu ke num vou comprar a Lady Dragon + naaum =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tÔ sem calçaa =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;acho melhor comprar umas novas e passar de olhos vendados perto de qualquer loja ke tenha melissa nah portaa =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hJ fiiz um simulado lah no meu cursO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;aFF ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nesse frio e akele povo colokaa akele treco em potencia totaaL =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;quase congeleii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mtO friiiO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;os neurônios congelaraam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ksopkspskspoksopskop³²¹²³&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nhaaiin axu ke éah issO msm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ow tÔ sentido falta de festinháaa =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nunk + saii e páH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oooooooooooooH tristezaa de vidaah meu DeusOoO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;heyy kerúh comer pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;\o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;caracas ir num rodízio e dáh prejuizo láaH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kospksopskposksopskposksopskopskopskop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fotos das minhas melissas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mistery preta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Night III lilás e vermelhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;=D&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/1576602910052353096-557696006508257668?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/557696006508257668/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=557696006508257668' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/557696006508257668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/557696006508257668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/09/monlogo-com-o-guerraa.html' title='MonólogO com O Guerraa ~~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SNVtD-3P48I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Sy3LadIfX4g/s72-c/PICT0877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-4243427690653225415</id><published>2008-09-12T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:48:47.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me tocou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;nhaaiin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;eu tinha escrito um texto tão lindo aki e apagou =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;então começandúh outra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tava olhando a vida de algumas pessoas, lendo uns blogs e vendo umas fotos. Cai no blog da ballerina, percebi ke havia algo errado com ela, e msm nãO gostando dela, tuuuudO ke tva escrito me chamou mto a atenção!! Ela escreveu uma declaração de amor linda pro seu namorado, quer dizer ex-namorado, algo que eu com 18 anos nunca tive coragem de dizer nem fazer por ninguém! As palavras, a concordância, a coerência, as frases, os parágrafos e a conclusão, tuuudo isso mostrava o tamanhO da tristeza dah ballerina em ter perdido seu namoradO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(agora euu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;poxaa consegui bater meu record, em 2 dias comprei 3 melissas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;comprei a Mistery pretaa (dve chegar aki em ksa em 4 dias) e 2 night (uma roxa e a outra vermelha).. eiiita víciO ke me consomee!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tÔ cansadáaaaaaH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;eu tÔ com tantúh medO.. dirigir num éah fáciL naaum, e nah verdadii eu tÔ com mto medo, mto nervosismo, mta ansiedadee!! morrendo de medo de não passar nakela prova abençoada de direçãO ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tÔ com sonO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vontade de dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vontade de estudaR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vontade de correr e cair de barriga nah piscina (kospksopksosko)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vontade de dançar, e sentir meu corpo sem ritmo, direção, sentido ou módulo (não querO + ser um vetoR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vontade de ver o lagO, e cair nele como se fosse dá um abraçO =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vontade de correr, e sentir o vento no meu rostO.. no msm momento gritar, sóH pelo prazer de ouvir o som dah minha voz sendo carregado pelO msm vento que me dáh liberdade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vontade de viver num mundo onde não houvesse akele fulanO e akele outro carinha láH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e eu amaria issO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;" Em lugaR de vergonha, Deus dará dupla honraa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;depois eu vou postar uma foto dax minhas novas sandálias ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Resposta para o (a) Guerra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Nah verdadii não gostaria de ver uma foto minha em outdooR ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;seria uma situação MUIITO chatáh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;se vc puder identificar kein éah eu agradeceriaa ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amém ]]~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~[[ fikO por akii msm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o sonO táh mtO forte =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e ainda tenho aula amanhã!! aFF ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cores são tão lindas ]]~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~~[[ elas teim o poder de dá vida nas coisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eu adoro esses trequinhoS: ~~[[  ]]~~  (kosksoskpoksopkso)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ow escrever 'nha' jáh táh paiaa.. passou e talz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a modinháa agora éah 'nhaaiiin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bjúuuH Deus me amáah, ama vC's e páH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-4243427690653225415?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/4243427690653225415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=4243427690653225415' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4243427690653225415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/4243427690653225415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-tocou.html' title='me tocou...'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3420593281585651773</id><published>2008-09-02T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:56:33.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coméediiaa ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nhaaaiin tãaO bom encontrar com minhas amigas hj..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tempãaO seim ir no inédito e páah!! (intée disso eu ta sentindO faltaa =/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ebaaaa \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;açaí com sorvete de flocoS.. (I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; iT) ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;faltou sóH a Dafnee.. + maaaassa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;inté altas horas, nah ksa dah Rafáh, conversando, a gentii inté dançoU =O (em homenagem a Samyy e seu novo empregO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;taantas coisas passandO nah minha cabeçaa (coisas boas clarÚH) ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;éah tãO boom sentir Deus, táh pertO, iR prah igrejaa.. parar com a futilidade e começar a ver tudo nah minha vidáh de uma forma diferentii!! NãO táh akela coisa de se dizer, "noooossa comO ela amadureceu"+ jáh tÔ num caminho + ke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;perfecT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; e eu tÔ adorandúuh issO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;huuum.. o ke mais posso dizer?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eiita FrancÊS  xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dirigir dáh uma sensaçãO de liberdadii, sei láh dah prah explicar naaum, sei ke tÔ axandúh uma maravilhaa, ou sejaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Máaaara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;parei de dormir durante as aulas.. meu organismo jah se adaptou, táh beeeiim menos complikaduuh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nhaaaiiin~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cada dia ke passa chega + perto dakela prova abençoada poR Deus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aFF esse tal de cespe ainda me matáah ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;será ke éah d+ detonar uns 50 candidatos e conseguir minha vaga em ADM?? (aff começo do anúh 50 pessoas por CADA vagaa!! O ke esse povo ker com UnB msm?? nhaain eskecee essa pÔ di B.. deixa sóh praah miim \o/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ksopskopsksopskop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;meu amanhaa??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sóH Deus sabii!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;+ posso tentar dah uma ajudinháa e Ele conduz o restO ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;deixe-me veR o ke +...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mente táh tãaO vaziaa hj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;uma palavra ke tÔ pensandúh agoraa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ESPERANÇA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* esperança nah minha vidáh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* esperança nos meus estudoS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(e em outras coisiinhas) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love Ballet s2 s2 s2 s2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(eiita ke em outubrO eu começO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tÔ jogando um monte de coisa akii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;os assuntos num teim uma conexãO lógica um com o outro naaum, + éah tudO ke tah vindúh nah kbçaa   xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;deixa ver o ke +..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ahh siim agradecer o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; GUERRA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ke deixou um comenT akii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;neiim sei kein éaah!! + táh valendúuH \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Fiiiiim/ The End/ Fin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3420593281585651773?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3420593281585651773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3420593281585651773' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3420593281585651773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3420593281585651773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/09/comediiaa.html' title='coméediiaa ~~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2073637904277852793</id><published>2008-08-31T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:57:50.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;eeeiita Jesus booom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tempãaO seim postar akii, + tbm naadx d+ se passou nah vidáh esses tempos naum =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIM.. eu tÔ mto feliiiiiiiiiiiiiZ *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;peguei no carro pela primeira vez.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;apagueii?? ksopksops sóH podii.. hraam, aki vai ser 'piloto de fugaaa'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ow ganhei um kit de maquiagem &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perfe.cT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; nesse fds... fiz minha mãe comprar prah miim.. lah nah Lady perfumariaa! peeensa sóh.. completãaO felicidade enoooormee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;em falar nah minha mãE, dia 9 agora ela vai fazer a cirurgia delaa.. e o medO?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hraam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;+ vai dáh tudo certiin siim!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;sabe o ke eu tva pensandúh nesses dias??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;comO podii, esse mundo tãaO pekeno e tão grandii ao msm tempO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;se fosse a 2 anos atrás tudO o ke eu + keria era ler cada palavrinha ke eu leio hj..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tãaO 'emocionante' ver o Wolv outra vez nah minha vidáah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;eiiiita ke esses anos passam, eu fiko sóh lembrandúh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;meu DeusO, em 2006, nessa msma época do anO, o ke eu + keria era táh passando por isso, táh conversando com ele e páh.. ser "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amiigah"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; dele.. e éah issO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;aaah siiim.. me fizeram uma pergunta ke eu penseii, penseii e cheguei a msma conclusãO ke eu jáh tinha nah kbça..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(pergunta):&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Nanyy pke vc naum arruma um namoradúH?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(minhaa resposta.. ke continua a msma por sinaL ^^):&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;naum "arrumo" um namoradúh pke naum tÔ + com cabeça de fikr me preocupando e correndúh atrás de ninguém ^^.. pke tÔ pensandúh mto + em miim e num tÔ com vontadii de dividir isso com ninguém!! \o/ kerúh a UnB, kerúh um concurso (e kein axar dificil ou impossivel conseguir isso nah minha idade, eu digo ke naaum, pke conheço uma pessoa ke teim isso com apenas 20 anos ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;namoraR prah ke moooçO? + cedo ou + tarde acaba e tudo prah vC fika uma droogaa  ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;axu ke o importante nah vidáh éah ser feliiZ.. eu tÔ feliz assim.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;namoradúH com com a direção de Deus e páh, e Deus num ker ke eu namore naaum xD &lt;strong&gt;esseS daii são os motivoS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tÔ aguardando com ansiedade a chegada dah &lt;strong&gt;Lady Dragon&lt;/strong&gt; e dah &lt;strong&gt;Mistery&lt;/strong&gt; ]]~~ (vício ke me matáah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Je vais vous prendre à jamais ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;chaque fois que vous fermez vos yeux, c'est de vous trouver .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ce que vous ressentez ne passant pas par vai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Um minuto - Negra Li &amp;amp; D'Black)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-2073637904277852793?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/2073637904277852793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=2073637904277852793' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2073637904277852793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/2073637904277852793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/08/eeeiita-jesus-booom-tempao-seim-postar.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-38402319766159047</id><published>2008-08-21T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:00:25.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>semanaaS..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;taaaanta pessoa ke se afastou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e a vidáaH?? Hraam sóH melhorandúuh \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Credúuh esse clima loko me deixou doente =/ tÔ gripadáah, dor nah gartanta.. aFF &lt;strong&gt;¬¬&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tempãaO ke naum posto akii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;beim dixa eu ver, fiz minha prova no detran.. e Deus abençoou e eu passei =D (de 40 questões eu acertei 39) sáh minina akii éah esperta d+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;huhu&lt;strong&gt; ~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;viagem pro Hopi Hari táh aii.. sóh ke esse anúh naum tÔ animadáH naaum.. tÔ kerendO começar a fazer franceS, jah falei com meu pai e páh, ele fikou de me dáh uma resposta.. espero ke seja positiva!! Pke inglEs jah virou modinháa.. todo mundO fala, todo mundO faz.. nhaiin kerúh algo novO e páH, axu ke frances (apesar de difíciL) vai se a melhor escolhaa!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tive hoje uma briga tãaaO feiia com minha mãe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;naum foi beim uma briga, e sim sei láh, minha mãe jah tva maL aii foi juntando umas coisas e ela acabou soltando tudiin de uma veZ... (fikei maaaaaaalZ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;esse fds neiim sei o ke rolaa... axu ke vou domir no novo apÊ dáh Dafne.. + ainda num éah certeza naaum.. esse povo aki do jeito ke táaH, acaba fikando todo mundO uma pilha de nervos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;láh no cursinhO, acabei deixando matéria acumular.. caracas véeii tÔ tentandúh correr atrás sóh ke táh dificil heiin?!?!?! aah neiim kerúh tentar estudar direitO dessa veZ, sóH ke semprii teim ke acontecer alguma coisa prah atrapalhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nhaaaaiiin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kerúH adm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;keriia tantOoOo fazer nah UnB. sóH ke meu Deeeeus éah mtOoO dificiL entrar nakele lugar láaH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;+ sei láh néah.. Deus sabii de tudO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tÔ indo atrás disso, tÔ tentando estudar vamO ver se vaii acontecer esse "milagre" &lt;strong&gt;^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ps: vou começar as minhas aulas práticas \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-38402319766159047?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/38402319766159047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=38402319766159047' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/38402319766159047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/38402319766159047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/08/semanaas.html' title='semanaaS..'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-3677928547410224075</id><published>2008-08-11T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:29:40.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia dos pais + Múmia: tumba do imperadoR DragãO ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SKDZBMPRh3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/A25ipntGF14/s1600-h/PICT0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233421381492901746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SKDZBMPRh3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/A25ipntGF14/s320/PICT0498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SKDZBsPwY4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8dV_9nylLHY/s1600-h/PICT0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233421390084858754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SKDZBsPwY4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8dV_9nylLHY/s320/PICT0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SKDZB-vcy5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4MHV3f_Ns1M/s1600-h/PICT0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233421395049630610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SKDZB-vcy5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4MHV3f_Ns1M/s320/PICT0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;dia dos pais foii tãO normaL.. jáh tinha entregado o presentii prah ele desde quinta =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;nuss depoix de 2 anos, fazia o ke? décadas ke eu naum conversava com ele e páaH.. DomiingO o Wolverine veiiO falar comiigO! A gentii conversou e talz, comO podii o tempO passar e a pessoa continuar tãO prah frentii?? (acredite, ele continua do msm jeiitO!! Esse jeiitO ke eu gosteii e gostO =P).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Durantii a noite fui pra CCMF, láh éah tãO booom.. eiitaa lugar ke me faz beiim.. \o/ tva pensandúh hj, o irmãO Mister me convidou a mto tempo atrás prah ir prah igrejaa, a semente foii plantada sóH ke a 'arvore' sóH cresceu meeeeeeeeeeses depoiX!! Oiáaa 1 pedrinha nah coroa ke o mister vai receber qndO ele for pro céu morar com Deus ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nhaaaiiin hj segundaa foii tãaO complikadúuh.. volteii pro cursinhO, num aguenteii naaaum acabeii dormindo alguns minutinhos no meiiO dah aulaa (graças a Deus eu naum perdii nenhum conteudO neiim naadx)!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;De tardii bora pro Shoppis =D (eu, Rafáh e Ana) ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ow o filme tãaO boom.. no final o imperador morre com uma adaga no coração, adaga a qual era a únika ke conseguia matar o ImperadOr dah ChiNA láah ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;puuutz taanta coisa faladáah durantii o filme!! Como podii a pipoca acabou antes do filme começaR =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;altos sustos láah.. ouxii nunka vii o povo aparece du naadx nah telaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;eiiiita ke VINGANÇA nah Chiina dura éah 2 mil anos mooçO.. e AMOR de Chinaa tbm =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"PAI da neve" =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;o mooçO láh parecendO ke ia prah um rodeiO.. naum pro cinemaa ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;sóH lembro dissO msm.. éah lógicO ke rolaram HORRORES poR láah.. nunk vi juntar 3 pessoas e falar taaaaanta ÁGUAA =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;minhaa melissa Hello II chegou hJ \o//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;peeeeeensa nah alegriia ke a pessoa aki sentiu?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tÔ apaixonaaadáh.. tãaO liindáaaah xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(fotos delaa aii em ciima)~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;axu ke éah isso msm.. vou fikando por akii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;a mensagem ke deixO?? seii naaum axu ke vou escrever uma musika akii.. ke táh fazendo a diferençaa nah Minha Viidáah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saudade daH Samyy e dah Dafnee =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~[[ Hoje é o dia da minha vitória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hoje eu verei meu milagre acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hoje eu verei meu milagre acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hoje Deus vai fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Minha sorte mudar de uma vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O melhor de Deus ainda está por vir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu receberei do Senhor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mais do que eu sonhei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mais do que eu pedi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Está começando um novo tempo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em minha vida. ]]~~ (TENDA DOS ADORADORES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1576602910052353096-3677928547410224075?l=nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/feeds/3677928547410224075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1576602910052353096&amp;postID=3677928547410224075' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3677928547410224075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1576602910052353096/posts/default/3677928547410224075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanyycavalcante.blogspot.com/2008/08/dia-dos-pais-mmia-tumba-do-imperador.html' title='Dia dos pais + Múmia: tumba do imperadoR DragãO ~~'/><author><name>Elaine Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SKDZBMPRh3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/A25ipntGF14/s72-c/PICT0498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-2402363289358725990</id><published>2008-08-09T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:50:06.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o pontO finaL transforma-se em vírgulaaa \o/</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Nhaaiin (eu tinha escrito umas coisas akii tãaO bonitinhas.. sóH ke apagou =/ entãO.. vamO escrever tudo outra veZ.)~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levandúh em consideração ke o dia começou nah madrugadáh, então axu ke num começou beiim naaum =/&lt;br /&gt;* Problema horríveL no nariz&lt;br /&gt;* Conversa com o “FabianO”. Poxa axei ke seria tão diferenti, no final das contas acabou sendo igual a todos os outros. Por mais ke naum seje algo serio, eu naum kerúh um iguaL aos demais, keruh um ke saiba fazer a diferença e ser diferentii. (Pena ke em 18 anos de vidáh nunka encontreii alguém assiim.. + tudO teim o tempo certúh de aconteceer). Éah difícil ver ke fikou algo tão vazio, tãO seim sentido e tão igual a TODOS os outros. Kerúh esta perto de pessoas ke kerem + de Deus e páh, naum pessoas ke estão nessa ‘onda’ ke tomou conta dah juventude e inté msm dáh sociedade.. onda ondii tudO éah normaL e tudo táh certiin ¬¬ canseii dissO. Kerúh algo novO, kerúh uma verdadii inventadáaH \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nhaaiin tadiinha dáh Ana.. presenciou hj um dos aprontes do “professoR”. O Prof TVA nah feiira.. e a Deia viu ele por láaa!! Lálálaáláa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui naH CCMF, tãO boom estah nakele lugaR.. ‘ondi era um ponto finaL Deus vai mudar e puxar a perninha e colokar uma virgulaa’ =D (sóh keiin TvA láh prah intender)&lt;br /&gt;Gosteii de ver as pessoas dançandúh e gosteii do ke falaram tbm.. “hora de RecomeçaaR”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Éaah axu ke num teiim naadx d+ naaum... o diaa naum Tve mtas coisas de interessantes naum..&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia ke passa eu to gostandúh + e + desse momento e dessa fase nah minha vidáah. to mto feliiz com issO, momentO zeeen, momentO de adoraçãO extravagantee \o//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fikO por aki msm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: os nomes em aspas éah lóoooogicO ke naum são verdadeiroS.. e amanha num vou escrever akii naaum.. sóH nha segunda prah contar comO vai ser meu ‘primeiro dia de aulaa’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020601614967938325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SL3pOCIrR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/vyaVnNU8G_Q/S220/PICT0588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1576602910052353096.post-8533900662313527280</id><published>2008-08-08T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T18:07:10.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SJztq20rD6I/AAAAAAAAADo/C2TVcvKP0bA/s1600-h/Nanyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232318187624402850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HXRlYIys0c4/SJztq20rD6I/AAAAAAAAADo/C2TVcvKP0bA/s320/Nanyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nhaaiiin ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;qndO a gentii naum teim nada prah fazer a gente resolve fazer essas coisas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;resolvi fazer esse blog e páh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sei láah vou transformar isso daki no meu diáriO ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;escrever coisas dos meus dias, meus sentimentos, minhas ansiedades, meus amoreS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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