<?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-7758947898422817969</id><updated>2012-02-01T00:51:47.219-02:00</updated><category term='recife'/><category term='loucura'/><category term='Vanessa Carlton'/><category term='edward cullen'/><category term='farmácia'/><category term='tpm'/><category term='fronteiras do universo'/><category term='setembro'/><category term='surto'/><category term='férias'/><category term='crepúsculo'/><category term='procedimentos'/><category term='philip pullman'/><category term='babbling'/><category term='preços'/><category term='gloss'/><category term='férias2010'/><category term='empresa'/><category 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knew.'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-5429708820623840371</id><published>2012-01-02T14:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:59:16.947-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Do Manual Prático de Bons Modos em Livrarias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://manualpraticodebonsmodosemlivrarias.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://manualpraticodebonsmodosemlivrarias.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;(porque eu nem lembro da última vez que ri tanto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- oi, eu queria um livro chamado "cheiro do rabo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- não seria "o cheiro do ralo"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- oi, você tem aquele livro chamado "o buda e o executivo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- "o monge e o executivo"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- meu filho precisa ler um livro pra escola chamado "capitães de copacabana".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- capitães de copacabana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- é, do jorge amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- então, aquela poeta clarince lispetor não escreveu um livro chamado "o pássaro e a estrela"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- poeta, clariNce, pássaro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- eu queria aquele livro que saiu na lista dos mais vendidos "a menina que empinava pipa".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- hahahahahhaha (a risada foi inevitável, eu confesso)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;e, por último,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- moça, eu tenho anotado aqui o nome do livro. só um instantinho, por favor. (mexendo freneticamente na bolsa, tirando tudo da bolsa, menos, encontrando o papel) ah, está aqui no meu caderninho, ah sim, ora, vejamos, o nome do livro é: "a cabana de marley e eu". (é, meus amigos, estava A N O T A D O A S S I M)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;manual prático de bons modos em livrarias:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;nossos fregueses são pessoas, acima de tudo, criativas. assim como existem os "capistas" (responsáveis pela capa dos livros), deveria existir, também, a função de "titulista" (sim, é isso mesmo o que você está pensando). estou aqui quebrando a cabeça, tentando lembrar de todos os títulos já criados por nossos colegas de trabalho (ora, se o silvio santos pode chamar a platéia assim, por que não podemos?) mas é uma tarefa impossível. portanto, vou dividir a missão com vocês. lembrou de algum título bizarro/trocado/inventado por um freguês?, mande&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://manualpraticodebonsmodosemlivrarias.blogspot.com/2011/06/contatos-imediatos-agora-e-possivel.html" style="background-color: white; color: #ff7800; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;cá pra gente&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-5429708820623840371?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5429708820623840371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=5429708820623840371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5429708820623840371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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underline;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;aberrant,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;adj.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;“I don’t normally do this kind of thing,” you said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;“Neither do I,” I assured you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;And later it turned out we had both met people online before, and we had both slept with people on first dates before, and we had both found ourselves falling too fast before.&amp;nbsp; But we comforted ourselves with what we really meant to say, which was: “I don’t normally feel this good about what I’m doing.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Measure the hope of that moment, that feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything else will be measured against it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-91700707033019592?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/91700707033019592/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=91700707033019592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/91700707033019592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/91700707033019592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/11/ha.html' title='há'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-9139097002141141967</id><published>2011-11-25T18:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T18:10:32.416-02:00</updated><title type='text'>but there's no sense crying over every mistake</title><content type='html'>you just keep on trying 'til you run out of cake &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-9139097002141141967?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/9139097002141141967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=9139097002141141967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/9139097002141141967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/9139097002141141967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/11/but-theres-no-sense-crying-over-every.html' title='but there&apos;s no sense crying over every mistake'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1095495472290121214</id><published>2011-11-12T01:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T01:46:25.574-02:00</updated><title type='text'>podia fazer sentido</title><content type='html'>só pra variar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1095495472290121214?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-280689718414463327</id><published>2011-11-04T15:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T15:46:23.758-02:00</updated><title type='text'>saudades, saudades, saudades</title><content type='html'>Saudades de morar no Rio, da casa da minha tia, da Narinha. Saudades de Santa Teresa, das lojinhas de Santa Teresa e das pessoas que davam bom dia. Saudades do bondinho, da Cinelândia, do Odeon e do Amarelinho. Saudades dos domingos no municipal, do Circo Voador, da Lapa, dos festivais e da Laurinha.&lt;br /&gt;Saudades dos fins de semana em niterói, de toda a família do zhe, das comidas que a mãe dele fazia pra mim e da trufa de limão que sempre tinha quando eu chegava lá. &amp;lt;3 Saudades das horas de filas do outback jogando DS com os meninos de niterói e das noites de rock band na casa de Renato onde eu acabava em pé em cima do sofá cantando como se não houvesse amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudades de São Paulo, do Maru, do Se e da Tama. Saudades das nossas noites de jogos de tabuleiro, norteña, pão de queijo, arroz com sazon e nuggets. Saudades dos filmes e dos passeios, do parque ibirapuera e do Sesc da Vila Mariana ali pertinho de casa. Saudades do meu apartamento, sempre bagunçado, sempre cheio de gente, sempre com louça pra lavar. Saudades até daquela vizinha carioca que falava pelos cotovelos e da mulher que trabalhava no café lá de baixo que sempre cuidava de mim e me dava bicho de pé. Saudades dos frappuccinos-base-creme-doce-de-leite, das incontáveis tardes de domingo na liberdade comendo tempurá sem camarão, raspadinha da morte e comprando as coisas mais inúteis e fofas. &amp;lt;3 Saudades de Ribeirão e da melhor amiga que mora lá, de toda a compulsividade dela, das nossas tardes de filmes, de banhos de piscina e sorvete de macadâmia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quero um mês de férias e muito dinheiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-280689718414463327?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/280689718414463327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=280689718414463327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Escrever o report de conflict detection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reproduzir uns testes de redes 3g aqui no brasil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conseguir 400 pessoas que me ajudem a coletar os dados pra esses testes :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Analisar e escrever um artigo sobre os resultados desses testes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Definir o tema da minha dissertação&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Escrever um artigo pra trabalhos individuais&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Escrever os artigos do projeto do grupo de pesquisa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Escrever o terceiro deliverable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Projeto de engenharia de requisitos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prova de engenharia de requisitos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monografia de engenharia de requisitos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Concluir 2 cursos que fazem parte do plano de vida 2012&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 semanas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Socorro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-725269160754519392?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/725269160754519392/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=725269160754519392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/725269160754519392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/725269160754519392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-proximas-8-semanas-da-minha-vida.html' title='As próximas 8 semanas da minha vida'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-6316121110393580805</id><published>2011-10-05T00:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T00:38:29.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'>enquanto isso em 2005</title><content type='html'>04/12/2005 e não pensa demais não que acaba pensando besteira :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/11/2005 tem gente que deveria crescer... ou esquecer de vez que eu existo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/11/2005&amp;nbsp;não quero fazer 20 anos não.. que é que eu faço?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ô dó.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-6316121110393580805?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/6316121110393580805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=6316121110393580805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/6316121110393580805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/6316121110393580805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/10/enquanto-isso-em-2005.html' title='enquanto isso em 2005'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-150568838928733573</id><published>2011-07-08T01:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T01:03:15.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy</title><content type='html'>nunca assisti muitos episódios. mas esse eu vi ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because when it comes to love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;even freaks can't wait forever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Anatomy'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-101876194947457281</id><published>2011-06-25T20:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T20:05:50.476-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xkcd'/><title type='text'>true indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Sheeple" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/sheeple.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-101876194947457281?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8084411693201380272</id><published>2011-06-23T21:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T21:49:43.345-03:00</updated><title type='text'>meu pai</title><content type='html'>"aí eu perguntei pro estagiário: você gosta de vídeo game?"&lt;br /&gt;"gosto"&lt;br /&gt;"e qual você tem?"&lt;br /&gt;"ps3"&lt;br /&gt;"e quem faz os jogos? sega?"&lt;br /&gt;"sim, a sega faz"&lt;br /&gt;"aaah, então eu sei porque você escreveu "tampa SEGA" na lista do estoque"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sempre se esforçando pra dar foras complexos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8084411693201380272?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4323998474453033831</id><published>2011-06-23T20:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:10:28.635-03:00</updated><title type='text'>taí uma boa pergunta</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Connected" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/connected.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4323998474453033831?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4323998474453033831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-7057224478162006746</id><published>2011-06-21T20:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:38:59.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'>médicos, plano de saúde e a indecência D:</title><content type='html'>Pra que mesmo eu pago 300 reais por mês de Golden Cross? Médico bom de verdade é quase impossível de se encontrar e o atendimento normalmente é indecente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversa com o médico:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E desde essa queda que as duas pernas doem sempre que eu faço exercícios"&lt;br /&gt;"Olhe, pelo que você tá me falando isso é canelite devido ao sobrepeso"&lt;br /&gt;"E porque dói exatamente onde caí?"&lt;br /&gt;"Acho que é coincidência"&lt;br /&gt;"Tem algum outro exame que eu possa fazer pra confirmar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Acho que outros exames são desnecessários"&lt;br /&gt;"Então me explique porque doía quando eu fazia hidroginástica. Como que a água passando na minha perna causava canelite?"&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uns segundos de silêncio ele respondeu "Você me disse que dói quando volta a fazer exercícios, isso deve ser canelite"&lt;br /&gt;"Mas e a hidroginástica???"&lt;br /&gt;"Pode ser do sobrepeso"&lt;br /&gt;"A água passando na minha perna causa DOR e pode ser por causa do sobrepeso?"&lt;br /&gt;"Você não parece estar acreditando no meu diagnóstico"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeci, levantei e saí da sala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O PIOR é que a porcaria do meu plano de saúde só me deixa ir numa consulta com ortopedista por mês. É quase inacreditável.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-7057224478162006746?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/7057224478162006746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=7057224478162006746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7057224478162006746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7057224478162006746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/06/medicos-plano-de-saude-e-indecencia-d.html' title='médicos, plano de saúde e a indecência D:'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4660077565610076167</id><published>2011-06-12T21:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T21:38:04.491-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hunf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;Gabriela: &lt;/span&gt;MEU RECALQUE É TANTO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;QUE DEI RT NA SINCERIDADES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clear"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="break"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;div style="filter: progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.AlphaImageLoader(src='file:///C|/Users/Gabi/AppData/Local/Google/Google%20Talk/avatars/8f64962a91dac6cb91a1f5bd07f61b9904d3e7fa.online.avatar'); height: 1px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;Mariana: &lt;/span&gt;AEHIIAEHHAUEUHAEUAEUHUAEHAE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;AUHEAEAEUHEAUHAEHUAE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;TÁ TENSA A SITUAÇÃO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;:| fato.&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/7758947898422817969-4660077565610076167?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4660077565610076167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4660077565610076167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4660077565610076167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4660077565610076167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/06/hunf.html' title='hunf'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8324270854109156413</id><published>2011-05-31T16:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:30:05.862-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Incômodo</title><content type='html'>Tô incomodada. Essas dúvidas, incertezas, medos. Acho que não tenho mais paciência (ou tempo) pra isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero algumas certezas, pra variar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já pode sair correndo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8324270854109156413?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8324270854109156413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8324270854109156413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8324270854109156413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8324270854109156413'/><link 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large;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-251039311290239989?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/251039311290239989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=251039311290239989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/251039311290239989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/251039311290239989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-now-that-youre-back.html' title='and now you&apos;re back'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1730638231452669811</id><published>2011-05-24T23:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:03:14.642-03:00</updated><title type='text'>só te lembrando, gabs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Your&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;relationship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is supposed to be the safe place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1730638231452669811?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/1730638231452669811/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=1730638231452669811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1730638231452669811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1730638231452669811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-te-lembrando-gabs.html' title='só te lembrando, gabs'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-5461133324271302833</id><published>2011-05-24T22:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:44:16.999-03:00</updated><title type='text'>jar of hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I know I can't take one more step towards you&lt;br /&gt;Cause all thats waiting is regret&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You lost the love I loved the most&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I learned to live, half alive&lt;br /&gt;And now you want me one more time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' 'round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;Collecting a jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;Tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;So don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I hear you're asking all around&lt;br /&gt;If I am anywhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;But I have grown too strong&lt;br /&gt;To ever fall back in your arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I've learned to live, half alive&lt;br /&gt;And now you want me one more time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' 'round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;Collecting a jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;Tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;So don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Dear, it took so long just to feel alright&lt;br /&gt;Remember how to put back the light in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed&lt;br /&gt;Cause you broke all your promises&lt;br /&gt;And now you're back&lt;br /&gt;You don't get to get me back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Running around leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;Collecting a jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;So don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;Don't come back at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;(x2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-5461133324271302833?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5461133324271302833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=5461133324271302833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5461133324271302833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5461133324271302833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/05/jar-of-hearts.html' title='jar of hearts'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4271892292761294623</id><published>2011-05-23T23:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:10:58.717-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A boogie definiu PERFEITAMENTE</title><content type='html'>levei um "BE MY LANARIA" hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4271892292761294623?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3501328639286919785</id><published>2011-03-30T20:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:58:04.065-03:00</updated><title type='text'>=_=</title><content type='html'>as vezes eu acho que meu corpo não gosta de viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não entendo o porque de tanto problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas minhas taxas sanguíneas são meio malucas. quase todos os meus dentes são restaurados, já tenho dois canais e por último uma pulpite, que não me deixa viver direito há quase duas semanas, vivo no dentista. preciso ir urgentemente numa ginecologista fazer acompanhamento do mioma que tenho no útero, dos cistos que tenho nos peitos e da minha menstruação vive desregulada. eu tenho tendinite, eu tenho cistos na cabeça, pólipos no intestino e no estômago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e agora, pra completar, minha garganta começou a doer. quer dizer, ha duas semanas eu já estava com uma sensação estranha, mas conheço minha hipocondria e achei que fosse frescura, mas agora eu simplesmente não consigo engolir nada direito. e não é como as dores de garganta que eu sempre tenho, essa é um incomodo que começa na lingua e piora no esôfago logo onde acaba o pescoço. ainda pode não ser nada, mas com esse histórico, é inevitável o medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;socorro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3501328639286919785?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3501328639286919785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-2896109254477829257</id><published>2011-02-25T00:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T00:35:57.718-03:00</updated><title type='text'>dont wanna know about that love thing</title><content type='html'>~ here we go, here we go, here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#spiceupyourlife :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é verdade, minha gente, eu meto os pés pelas mãos e faço tudo errado. mas eu tenho sempre uma justificativa. não sou tão ruim de vida assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duas semanas trabalhando no grupo de pesquisa e todo o resto da minha vida foi engolida. parei de andar, de sair, de dormir direito, de comer direito x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainda bem que tenho Tommy e Tuppence pra deixar meus dias mais felizes &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e amanhã vai ser meu primeiro dia livre depois disso tudo :D vou pra academia com Joana e depois......... bem, depois eu acho que vou passar no trabalho pra saber como foi a reunião :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quero andar de bicicleta e tomar banho de piscina. :~&lt;br /&gt;preciso falar com excel sobre isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-2896109254477829257?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/2896109254477829257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=2896109254477829257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/2896109254477829257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/2896109254477829257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-wanna-know-about-that-love-thing.html' title='dont wanna know about that love thing'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1926893214024044000</id><published>2011-02-14T22:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:49:16.108-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda na vibe Marisa Monte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Eu tinha esperança que um dia ela voltasse&lt;br /&gt;Para a minha companhia&lt;br /&gt;Deus deu resignação&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu pobre coração&lt;br /&gt;Não suporto mais tua ausência,&lt;br /&gt;Já pedi a Deus paciência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Quando vem rompendo o dia&lt;br /&gt;Eu me levanto, começo logo a cantar&lt;br /&gt;Esta doce melodia que me faz lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Daquelas lindas noites de luar&lt;br /&gt;Eu tinha um alguém sempre a me esperar&lt;br /&gt;Desde o dia em que ela foi embora&lt;br /&gt;Eu guardo esta canção na memória&lt;br /&gt;Desde o dia em que ela foi embora&lt;br /&gt;Eu guardo esta canção na memória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1926893214024044000?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/1926893214024044000/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4200877440221635190</id><published>2011-02-07T01:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T01:48:29.692-02:00</updated><title type='text'>explica</title><content type='html'>"olhe nos meus olhos, sua filha da puta e saiba que se você for, é pra nunca mais me ver de novo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu fico, mesmo sem fazer sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;você se tranca no quarto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e boa noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com a linda justificativa de que o que se quer é paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paz pra você também.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4200877440221635190?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3723003855980433752</id><published>2011-01-19T18:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T18:38:09.007-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu ri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;Bruno:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":103"&gt;cara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="km" role="chatMessage"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" id=":10a"&gt;vc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":109"&gt;quebrou meu voodoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="km" role="chatMessage"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":108"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;Bruno:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":15a"&gt;sabe aquele filme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="km" role="chatMessage"&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15b"&gt;que toda vez q um cara fica com uma mulher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15c"&gt;ela encontra o amor da vida dela logo depois?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="km" role="chatMessage"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":15d"&gt;sim XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="km" role="chatMessage"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;Bruno:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":15e"&gt;uma comédia romântica e talz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15f"&gt;então&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15g"&gt;até antes de vc acabar com flávio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15h"&gt;eu era esse cara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15i"&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="km" role="chatMessage"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":15j"&gt;HEUAHEUAHEAUEHA&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;UEHAUHAUEHAUEHA&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;UEHAUEHAUEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt;&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;Bruno:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":15k"&gt;mas agora vc acabou o namoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15l"&gt;ai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15m"&gt;perdeu a graça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15m"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="kl" dir="ltr" id=":15m"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3723003855980433752?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3723003855980433752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3723003855980433752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3723003855980433752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3723003855980433752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-ri.html' title='Eu ri'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-2311445257911627515</id><published>2011-01-06T23:50:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:34:29.733-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriela ~</title><content type='html'>Dos rabiscos que encontro nas minhas caixas ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gabriela desejava tanto um mundo só seu que se entregava por horas às idas e vindas da sua imaginação, numa realidade que de tão simples lhe parecia impossível. Acordada, Gabriela se aborrecia com os pormenores da vida porque até os próprios os queria de outra forma. Assim levou seus dias até que de tanto os desejar, tornou-se eterna nos seus inexistentes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Desde que voar não era mais um obstáculo, Gabriela abraçou os ares. Já era costume da cidade parar para ver Gabriela no ar. Desde não se sabe quando ou de que o mundo era mundo, todos cresciam acostumados à presença de Gabriela. E não houve no tempo quem não houvesse se intrigado com tamanha impassividade perante os céus. Questionavam sem respostas até que passavam à admiração muda. E Gabriela,&amp;nbsp;na sua eterna condição de quase-anjo, condenada entre o céu e a terra, insistia em guardar tudo aquilo, pois do mundo não desejava nada mais."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Toda novidade é mínima e os espaços parecem os mesmos. Se tédio fosse o suficiente para descrever, quase nada seria como é e todo plano pareceria novo e eu poderia me livrar...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-2311445257911627515?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/2311445257911627515/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=2311445257911627515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/2311445257911627515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/2311445257911627515'/><link rel='alternate' 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I do at weekends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't talk and I can't walk&lt;br /&gt;But I know where I'm going to go&lt;br /&gt;I'm going watch my money go&lt;br /&gt;At the Locarno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my feet go through the door&lt;br /&gt;I know what my right arm is for&lt;br /&gt;Buy a drink and pull a chair&lt;br /&gt;Up to the edge of the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bouncers bouncing through the night&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stop or start a fight&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch the flashing lights&lt;br /&gt;Moving legs in footless tights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go out on Friday night&lt;br /&gt;And I come home on Saturday morning&lt;br /&gt;I go out on Friday night&lt;br /&gt;And I come home on Saturday morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to venture into town&lt;br /&gt;I like to get a few drinks down&lt;br /&gt;The floor gets packed the bar gets full&lt;br /&gt;I don't like life when things get dull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hen party have saved the night&lt;br /&gt;And freed themselves from drunken stags&lt;br /&gt;Having fun and dancing&lt;br /&gt;In a circle round their leather bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go out on Friday night&lt;br /&gt;And I come home on Saturday morning&lt;br /&gt;I go out on Friday night&lt;br /&gt;And I come home on Saturday morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But two o'clock has come again&lt;br /&gt;It's time to leave this paradise&lt;br /&gt;Hope the chip shop isn't closed&lt;br /&gt;Cos' their pies are really nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll eat in the taxi queue&lt;br /&gt;Standing in someone else's spew&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had lipstick on my shirt&lt;br /&gt;Instead of piss stains on my shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go out on Friday night&lt;br /&gt;And I come home on Saturday morning&lt;br /&gt;I go out on Friday night&lt;br /&gt;And I come home on Saturday morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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~'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3203241880013104354</id><published>2010-12-31T13:08:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:08:02.952-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever works</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;That's why I can't say enough times, whatever love you can get and give, whatever happiness you can filch or provide, every temporary measure of grace, whatever works.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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works'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-5763560259541698833</id><published>2010-12-26T03:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T03:36:22.742-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias</title><content type='html'>Todo um colapso de mundos, fígados malhados, sono sem horários, roupas embaixo da cama, dias que não dão pra tudo e coisas que eu gostaria de não esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-5763560259541698833?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1365124823165902179</id><published>2010-12-24T12:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T12:15:52.594-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguém que</title><content type='html'>eu não vou escrever isso, eu não vou escrever isso, eu não vou escrever isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;só a raiva de mim mesma que vejo a música bonitinha e quero acreditar que é verdade, sabe? mas a verdade exige mais. mais um monte de coisas. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu não vou escrever isso :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1365124823165902179?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8052131643055774623</id><published>2010-12-23T20:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T20:46:51.678-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha mãe</title><content type='html'>"Cheguei hoje no hospital e alguém me perguntou: como vai Gabriela?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu respondi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá ótima. De executiva da IBM, com apartamento na Vila Mariana e um relacionamento de 4 anos agora ela tá morando comigo, usando calça jeans velha, andando de ônibus e acabou o namoro. Semana que vem eu mando o convite pra vocês da festa de 15 anos dela"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E essa, mundo, é minha mãe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[but I'm still waiting]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8052131643055774623?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8052131643055774623/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8052131643055774623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8052131643055774623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8052131643055774623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/12/minha-mae.html' title='Minha mãe'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3827115174825721409</id><published>2010-12-21T00:58:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T01:06:23.841-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre minha infância</title><content type='html'>"Eu tirei um 4"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mas você sabia a matéria, porque tirou 4?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Você não vai me botar de castigo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Por causa de um 4? Eu não, estude pra próxima"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mas as minhas amigas ficam de castigo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu não vou por você de castigo por causa do 4."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mas é danado, eu tirei 10... você não ia mesmo me por de castigo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Porque é que eu n fico nervosa em prova? Todo mundo fica nervoso e eu não, porque?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu ainda lembro quando vc chegou da cirurgia e começou a estudar. Anêmica, magra, com os cabelos caindo, a empregada ficava desesperada. Ia pra escola com Rosa carregando os livros porque mal conseguia andar e eu dizia "não vá, não precisa, o colégio já liberou você." mas não tinha jeito, você não queria saber disso."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já era uma criança estranha :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3827115174825721409?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3827115174825721409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3827115174825721409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3827115174825721409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thing I don't try to deny&lt;br /&gt;I'd better learn to accept that&lt;br /&gt;There are things in my life that I can't control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say love ain't nothing but a sore&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what love is&lt;br /&gt;Too many tears have had to fall&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I'm so tired of it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known terror dizzy spells&lt;br /&gt;Finding out the secrets words won't tell&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is it can't be named&lt;br /&gt;There's a part of my world that' s fading away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I don't want to be clever&lt;br /&gt;To be brilliant or superior&lt;br /&gt;True like ice, true like fire&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that a breeze can blow me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know there's much more dignity&lt;br /&gt;In defeat than in the brightest victory&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my balance on the tight rope&lt;br /&gt;Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever feel better&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to spend some good time with you&lt;br /&gt;You can give me your number&lt;br /&gt;When it's all over I'll let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on to the good days&lt;br /&gt;I can lean on my friends&lt;br /&gt;They help me going through hard times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeding the enemy&lt;br /&gt;I'm in league with the foe&lt;br /&gt;Blame me for what's happening&lt;br /&gt;I can't try, I can't try, I can't try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows the hard times I went through&lt;br /&gt;If happiness came I miss the call&lt;br /&gt;The stormy days ain't over&lt;br /&gt;I've tried and lost know I think that I pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've watched all my castles fall&lt;br /&gt;They were made of dust, after all&lt;br /&gt;Someday all this mess will make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever feel better&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to spend some good time with you&lt;br /&gt;You can give me your number&lt;br /&gt;When it's all over I'll let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever feel better&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to spend some good time with you&lt;br /&gt;You can give me your number&lt;br /&gt;When it's all over I'll let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like somebody took my place&lt;br /&gt;I ain't even playing my own game&lt;br /&gt;The rules have changed well I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;There are things in my life I can't control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the chaos around me&lt;br /&gt;A thing I don't try to deny&lt;br /&gt;I'd better learn to accept that&lt;br /&gt;There's a part of my life that will go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark is the night, cold is the ground&lt;br /&gt;In the circular solitude of my heart&lt;br /&gt;As one who strives a hill to climb&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I'll come through I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say an end can be a start&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my balance on the tight rope&lt;br /&gt;Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever feel better&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to spend some good time with you&lt;br /&gt;You can give me your number&lt;br /&gt;When it's all over I'll let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever feel better&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to spend some good time with you&lt;br /&gt;You can give me your number&lt;br /&gt;When it's all over I'll let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever feel better&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to spend some good time with you&lt;br /&gt;You can give me your number&lt;br /&gt;When it's all over I'll let you know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-5780745952946001229?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-58673918985583628</id><published>2010-12-18T15:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T15:45:56.353-02:00</updated><title type='text'>da vida</title><content type='html'>"Desesperado e ridículo teria sido mais humano" disse minha mãe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-58673918985583628?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/58673918985583628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=58673918985583628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que eu preciso agradecer pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ao &lt;b&gt;flávio&lt;/b&gt; que não é só amigo mas merece também, por tudo &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;b&gt;vero&lt;/b&gt; que veio lá de ribeirão passar um mês inteirinho comigo e fez questão de chegar pro meu aniversário &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bruninho&lt;/b&gt; que se preocupa mais comigo do que eu mesma &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kanti&lt;/b&gt; que cuidou do bolo e que junto com os outros dois de cima me deram os presentes mais fofos e tudo mais que o mundo já sabe. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;quinzeanos&lt;/b&gt; que salvou meu aniversário chegando no lugar uma hora e meia antes de mim só pra segurar as mesas &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;excel&lt;/b&gt; que sempre presta atenção em mim e ouve todos os meus dramas e com quem eu preciso conversar urgentemente &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;vicente&lt;/b&gt; que até sairia de boa viagem só pra me ver XDD &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;joana&lt;/b&gt; que é linda e sempre topa qualquer coisa pra ser feliz comigo &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lapenda&lt;/b&gt; que antes nem gostava de mim aheuaheuhae &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pedro aranha&lt;/b&gt;, que é novato na minha vida :P mas sem ele eu jamais conseguiria tirar músicas ruins da cabeça :D &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bibibi to feliz &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e seriamente torcendo pra que não tivesse nenhum conhecido meu naquele bar ontem em outra mesa ahuehaeuaheuahe &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-2002064931222888786?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Vê a contradição?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Só to querendo testar esses Windows Writer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Curioso. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;E funciona bem demais :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Parece que não tenho é nada pra fazer da vida.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4418146860969315697?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4418146860969315697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4418146860969315697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4418146860969315697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4418146860969315697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/12/eu-gosto-de-agendas-nao-sei-porque.html' title='Eu gosto de agendas, não sei porque'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8142449515788530551</id><published>2010-11-02T18:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T18:03:22.336-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambridge Brain Sciences Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbstrials.com/Open/test.aspx"&gt;http://cbstrials.com/Open/test.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;01.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 7.0 on this task. The mean value is 7.5. This places you in the top 62.7% of the population for the 1/12 Visuospatial Working Memory Strategy Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;02.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 13.0 on this task. The mean value is 14.0. This places you in the top 56.4% of the population for the 2/12 Verbal Reasoning Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;03.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 35.0 on this task. The mean value is 25.0. This places you in the top 25.9% of the population for the 3/12 Focused Attention Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;04.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 12.0 on this task. The mean value is 9.9. This places you in the top 31.8% of the population for the 4/12 Deductive Reasoning Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;05.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 6.0 on this task. The mean value is 5.7. This places you in the top 41.2% of the population for the 5/12 Working Memory Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;06.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 69.0 on this task. The mean value is 85.0. This places you in the top 65.0% of the population for the 6/12 Mental Rotation Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;07.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 169.0 on this task. The mean value is 122.0. This places you in the top 10.2% of the population for the 7/12 Visual Attention Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;08.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 7.0 on this task. The mean value is 6.9. This places you in the top 47.9% of the population for the 8/12 Verbal Working Memory Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;09.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 38.0 on this task. The mean value is 22.0. This places you in the top 10.3% of the population for the 9/12 Planning Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;10.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 5.0 on this task. The mean value is 5.0. This places you in the top 50.0% of the population for the 10/12 Paired Associates Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;11.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 40.0 on this task. The mean value is 47.0. This places you in the top 60.6% of the population for the 11/12 Visuospatial Processing Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;12.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You scored 11.0 on this task. The mean value is 6.7. This places you in the top 8.4% of the population for the 12/12 Spatial Working Memory Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8142449515788530551?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8142449515788530551/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8142449515788530551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8142449515788530551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8142449515788530551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/11/cambridge-brain-sciences-test.html' title='Cambridge Brain Sciences Test'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-2387590997287056533</id><published>2010-11-02T01:13:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T01:19:11.444-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/s/Nordeste+Independente/2Je89B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Os políticos,os homens do poder,&lt;br /&gt;esses que deveriam resolver, se&lt;br /&gt;empenhar e solucionar os problemas&lt;br /&gt;sérios e definitivos do país,eles&lt;br /&gt;permanecem em Brasília,&lt;br /&gt;nos gabinetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando se aproxima o ano das&lt;br /&gt;eleições,eles saem de Brasília,eles&lt;br /&gt;pegam o avião,vão lá no Nordeste,&lt;br /&gt;sobrevoam a região,se certificam que&lt;br /&gt;há seca realmente no Nordeste. E entra&lt;br /&gt;ano, sai ano e o sertão continua ao&lt;br /&gt;Deus dará. Então,diante dessas&lt;br /&gt;circunstâncias todas,é que o poeta&lt;br /&gt;popular já tá fazendo música,coisas&lt;br /&gt;engraçadas, evidentemente, é mais ou&lt;br /&gt;menos assim: imagine o Brasil ser&lt;br /&gt;divivido e o Nordeste ficar&lt;br /&gt;independente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Já que existe no Sul esse conceito&lt;br /&gt;que o Nordeste é ruim, seco e ingrato,&lt;br /&gt;já que existe a separação de fato&lt;br /&gt;é preciso torná-la de direito.&lt;br /&gt;Quando um dia qualquer isso for feito&lt;br /&gt;todos dois vão lucrar imensamente&lt;br /&gt;começando uma vida diferente&lt;br /&gt;da que a gente até hoje tem vivido&lt;br /&gt;Imagine o Brasil ser dividido&lt;br /&gt;e o Nordeste ficar independente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dividindo a partir de Salvador&lt;br /&gt;o Nordeste seria outro país&lt;br /&gt;vigoroso, leal, rico e feliz&lt;br /&gt;sem dever a ninguém no exterior.&lt;br /&gt;Jangadeiro seria o senador&lt;br /&gt;o cassado-de-roça era o suplente&lt;br /&gt;cantador-de-viola o presidente&lt;br /&gt;e o vaqueiro era o líder do partido.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine o Brasil ser dividido&lt;br /&gt;e o Nordeste ficar independente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em Recife o distrito industrial;&lt;br /&gt;o idioma ia ser "nordestinense";&lt;br /&gt;a bandeira, de renda cearense;&lt;br /&gt;"Asa Branca" era o hino nacional;&lt;br /&gt;o folheto era o símbolo oficial;&lt;br /&gt;a moeda,o tostão de antigamente;&lt;br /&gt;Conselheiro seria o inconfidente;&lt;br /&gt;Lampião, o herói inesquecido.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine o Brasil ser dividido&lt;br /&gt;e o Nordeste ficar independente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O Brasil vai ter de importar&lt;br /&gt;do Nordeste algodão ,cana caju,&lt;br /&gt;carnaúba, laranja, babaçu,&lt;br /&gt;abacaxi e o sal de cozinhar.&lt;br /&gt;O arroz, o agave do lugar,&lt;br /&gt;a cebola, o petróleo, o aguardente.&lt;br /&gt;O Nordeste é auto-suficiente,&lt;br /&gt;o seu lucro, seria garantido.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine o Brasil ser dividido&lt;br /&gt;e o Nordeste ficar independente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Se isso aí se tornar realidade&lt;br /&gt;E alguém do Brasil nos visitar&lt;br /&gt;Nesse nosso país vai encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Confiança, respeito e amizade&lt;br /&gt;Tem o pão repartido na metade,&lt;br /&gt;Temo prato na mesa, a cama quente&lt;br /&gt;Brasileiro será irmão da gente&lt;br /&gt;Vai pra lá que será bem recebido&lt;br /&gt;Imagina o Brasil ser dividido&lt;br /&gt;E o nordeste ficar independente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não quero, com isso, que vocês&lt;br /&gt;Imaginem que eu tento ser grosseiro&lt;br /&gt;Pois se lembrem que o povo brasileiro&lt;br /&gt;É amigo do povo português&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia a separação se fez&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dois se respeitam no presente&lt;br /&gt;Se isso aí já deu certo antigamente&lt;br /&gt;Nesse exemplo concreto e conhecido&lt;br /&gt;Imagina o Brasil ser dividido&lt;br /&gt;E o nordeste ficar independente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Povo do meu Brasil&lt;br /&gt;Políticos brasileiros&lt;br /&gt;Não pensem que vocês nos enganam&lt;br /&gt;Porque nosso povo não é besta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; 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Vimos Comer, Amar, Rezar que é lindo e o jantar foi ótimo, mas quando estávamos saindo do restaurante tinha uma criança, uma menininha de, acho, 1 ano e pouco de idade, linda linda linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela me viu, estendeu uma mão pra mim e eu dei meu dedo pra ela segurar, mas ela estendeu os dois braços pra mim e começou a ficar em pé na cadeirinha que tava sentada, se agarrou no meu pescoço e não queria me soltar. A família ficou rindo e olhando impressionada (tinha umas 10 pessoas na mesa deles), até nós estávamos impressionadas. Tentei colocar ela de volta na cadeirinha e ela quase chorou e se jogou em mim de novo. Não teve jeito, a mãe teve que levantar e pegar ela. Foi muito engraçado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a segunda vez que isso acontece comigo, na outra vez, em 2004, eu estava em Brasília num shopping com o Arake quando um menino que tava sentado na praça de alimentação com o pai praticamente se jogou em mim e agarrou meu pescoço. Quase que não solta também, ainda bem que o pai conhecia o Arake, porque deu medo que ele acabasse brigando comigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre adorei crianças e elas sempre gostaram muito de mim também, mas esses dois casos são... quase estranhos. Mas super fofos. &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3378459395125745316?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3378459395125745316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3378459395125745316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3378459395125745316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3378459395125745316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/criancas.html' title='Crianças'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-5531165090621356700</id><published>2010-10-31T00:08:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T14:40:36.890-02:00</updated><title type='text'>E tudo mudou, de novo</title><content type='html'>Ano estranho, continuo afirmando :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até terça feira&amp;nbsp;as 10:0 da manhã o meu plano era aquele do post do último domingo. Foi quando o telefone tocou.&amp;nbsp;Era Thiago, contando que Davi me indicou pra uma vaga no CESAR e que eu tinha que mandar meu currículo urgente porque eles queriam alguém que começasse logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahn? Mas eu já tinha desistido de procurar emprego, eu já tinha decidido outras coisas.&amp;nbsp;E eu conheço o CESAR, sei que eles só gostam das pessoas de desenvolvimento, eu deveria mesmo mandar meu currículo? Aff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo ficou mais maluco ainda quando na sala de aula o professor perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E você, vai fazer o que pro seu pré projeto?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nada... eu desisti"&lt;br /&gt;"Porque você desistiu?"&lt;br /&gt;"Posso explicar depois?"&lt;br /&gt;"Explique agora"&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, apenas desisti, não tinha idéia do que fazer"&lt;br /&gt;"Certo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando a aula acabou ele puxou uma cadeira, sentou e perguntou porque eu tinha desistido, expliquei as dificuldades e ele respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não desista não, faça seu trabalho!&amp;nbsp;A professora me disse "aquela menina parece competente", por isso eu estou insistindo em você! Faça seu trabalho, entregue e você tem chances sim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então eu tinha até sexta, dia 29, ontem, até as 17 pra preparar toda a documentação, escrever o meu pré projeto e entregar tudo certinho na secretaria. O que aconteceu é que eu fiquei com muita raiva, cheguei em casa xingando a faculdade, os professores, passei meses pedindo ajuda, uma luz, um caminho e ninguém me deu uma dica útil. E quando eu finalmente desisto e faço outros planos pra minha vida o professor vem e me diz isso? Maldita seja a minha cara de competente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei com tanta raiva que nem comecei o projeto, dormi. Dormi um pedaço da tarde e quando acordei pesquisei mais uns artigos sobre o tema, fiquei lendo e pensando se eu realmente deveria tentar, parecia tão impossível... continuei lendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Mandei o e-mail pro CESAR e acho que mandei pro e-mail errado porque quarta de manhã thiago me ligou desesperado porque eles não tinham recebido meu currículo. Mandei de novo.&amp;nbsp;E acordei decidida a tentar entregar o projeto, já era quarta feira, eu precisava ir pra aula mas resolvi fazer o melhor que podia. A tarde ainda fui pra aula e&amp;nbsp;alguém do CESAR me ligou querendo uma entrevista pro dia seguinte. E eu aceitei, com pre projeto e tudo, eu aceitei! Não tinha mais nada a perder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Cheguei em casa e escrevi como louca, dormi apenas 3 horas,&amp;nbsp;corri pra federal, não teve aula, fui no grupo de pesquisas do meu talvez-futuro-orientador, falei com o doutorando responsável pela área de cloud sobre meu projeto,&amp;nbsp;voltei pra casa, almocei, corri pra entrevista (tive medo de dormir durante a entrevista), saí de lá falando que ia pensar na proposta, voltei pra casa e li mais, escrevi mais. E eu deveria aceitar a proposta do CESAR? Ainda tinha isso na minha cabeça...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;A proposta é o sonho de todo mestrando :P Ganhar 2k de bolsa, aprender coisas novas que tem a ver com sua área do mestrado, não ter problema pra frequentar as aulas pois lá eles incentivam que você faça mestrado. Shit, não dava pra recusar já que aparentemente meus planos poderiam mudar NOVAMENTE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dormi 7 horas, voltei a fazer o projeto, liguei pro CESAR e confirmei meu interesse na vaga e me disseram que o resultado deveria sair até o fim da tarde. Tudo ia acontecer naquela tarde, pelo visto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;E com o cartão do BB da minha mãe, muito taxi nessa vida, e a minha irmã que me ajudou com TUDO (desde a documentação até escrever o projeto propriamente dito - quase matei ela de cansaço), ontem, sexta feira, faltando 25 minutos pras 17:00 (limite pra entrega) eu entrei num taxi e fui pra federal (sem ter tomado banho ou sequer escovado os dentes) com meu trabalho e com quase todas as documentações - minha irmã ainda ficou em casa terminando de preencher uma ficha que eu também precisava entregar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;No caminho eu fui tentando ligar pra amigos tentando achar alguém que tivesse na federal numa sexta feira as quase 17 da tarde. Por sorte, um deles estava num bar lá perto e eu só conseguia falar "POR FAVOR! Corre pra secretaria do CCEN". Saí do taxi e correndo consegui chegar na secretaria e pedi pra esperarem meu amigo chegar com o resto da documentação. Liguei pra minha irmã e pedi pra ela mandar as fichas pro e-mail do meu amigo, liguei pro meu amigo e pedi pra ele ir pro CIn primeiro e imprimir as coisas e pouco depois das 17 ele chegou lá correndo com os papéis e eu consegui entregar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Voltei pra casa me considerando um ser humano capaz de realizar o impossível e ligando pra todo mundo pra contar que eu tinha conseguido. Cheguei em casa tão cansada, tão cansada que não quis sair com ninguém, só queria ficar por aqui e dormir quando ficasse menos elétrica. Mais ou menos uma hora depois que cheguei em casa uma mulher me ligou falando que eu passei pra segunda fase do processo seletivo do emprego, uma avaliação psicológica, e perguntando se a reunião poderia ser quarta feira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;E, de repente, em 80 horas eu tinha a possibilidade de um emprego e de um mestrado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ano estranho :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&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/7758947898422817969-5531165090621356700?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5531165090621356700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=5531165090621356700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5531165090621356700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5531165090621356700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-tudo-mudou-de-novo.html' title='E tudo mudou, de novo'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8735593935794524836</id><published>2010-10-28T00:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T00:17:40.405-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É tarde, é tarde, é tarde</title><content type='html'>E não tenho tempo pra contar tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas ontem o professor falou pra eu não desistir do mestrado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ontem um amigo meu me indicou pra uma vaga no CESAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje me ligaram, a entrevista será amanhã&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estou escrevendo meu pre projeto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e recebi outra proposta pra trabalhar em São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUUUUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8735593935794524836?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8735593935794524836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8735593935794524836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8735593935794524836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8735593935794524836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-tarde-e-tarde-e-tarde.html' title='É tarde, é tarde, é tarde'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-9093705621733376689</id><published>2010-10-24T21:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T21:10:17.146-02:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 e meu futuro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Outubro de 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;E eu não casei, não tenho apartamento, não tenho emprego e tá difícil saber o que vou fazer daqui pra frente. Esse foi o ano de tentar tudo, de fazer mil planos diferentes, de muito dar errado e de fazer novos planos pra cobrir as falhas. E cá estou eu de novo fazendo isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Situação atual:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Voltei pra Recife em junho e em agosto comecei a assistir aulas do mestrado de ciências da computação da UFPE para decidir se queria entrar no mestrado em 2011. As aulas me animaram muito, aprendi muito com meus professores e fiz amigos muito legais. Mas o edital saiu e eu comecei a ver de verdade o que era fazer mestrado. Eu não sabia como me movimentar nesse meio e agora acho que já não dá mais tempo pra entrar. Eu não sabia que tinha que ter encontrado um professor-orientador mais cedo e decidido um tema pra que ele pudesse me ajudar a desenvolver um pre projeto e que isso era um processo longo. Perdi tempo com coisas que não deveria ter perdido e só agora aprendi, mas vai ter que ficar pro ano que vem. Então até meu plano de mestrado 2011 já foi por água abaixo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Me restam então 3 planos pra 2011:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;(porém, não importa qual deles eu siga, no final do ano eu tentarei de novo entrar no mestrado da UFPE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuar em Recife&lt;/b&gt;, encontrar um emprego, dar umas aulinhas em cursos técnicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ir pros EUA&lt;/b&gt; trabalhar e aproveitar pra fazer uma extensão pra melhorar o currículo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Voltar pra São Paulo&lt;/b&gt; e fazer a minha especialização da FIAP mesmo já que não tem como começar o mestrado e não ficar sem especialização nenhuma mais um ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Fato é que eu não preciso decidir isso agora, porque tem algumas coisas que preciso fazer para que qualquer uma dessas 3 coisas aconteça e é nessas coisas que eu vou focar o final do meu ano/começo do ano que vem. E essas coisas são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fazer o CCNP&lt;/b&gt; - tenho 5 certificações da Cisco (uma que preciso renovar) e o CCNP é um próximo passo importante para a minha carreira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fazer o TOEIC&lt;/b&gt; - indo ou não em 2011 pros EUA é importante ter o TOEIC na minha área.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arrancar os sisos&lt;/b&gt; - chega de fugir disso, esses dentes precisam ir embora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fazer endoscopia&lt;/b&gt; - para garantir que está tudo bem no meu estômago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ver mais alguns médicos &lt;/b&gt;- endocrinologista, dermatologista, ginecologista...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tirar carteira de motorista &lt;/b&gt;- necessário pra vida, né? principalmente se eu voltar pra são paulo eu vou precisar saber dirigir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Pronto, fazendo essas coisas vai ficar muito mais fácil tomar qualquer decisão :) E estarei melhor preparada para assumir qualquer uma delas :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-9093705621733376689?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/9093705621733376689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=9093705621733376689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/9093705621733376689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/9093705621733376689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/2010-e-meu-futuro.html' title='2010 e meu futuro.'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-7904913913804423617</id><published>2010-10-23T01:17:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T01:18:43.111-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Assistindo Wonderfalls</title><content type='html'>Começa a tocar flying high e eu penso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa música é tão 2004. 2004 &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wonderfalls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;é uma&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/S%C3%A9rie_de_televis%C3%A3o" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Série de televisão"&gt;série de televisão&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canad%C3%A1" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Canadá"&gt;canadense&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Estados_Unidos" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Estados Unidos"&gt;americana&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;transmitida pela&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fox_Broadcasting_Company" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Fox Broadcasting Company"&gt;Fox&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;em 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;das coisas que a gente não esquece nem querendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ur-wMZjGbjE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ur-wMZjGbjE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;so close to giving in &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-7904913913804423617?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/7904913913804423617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=7904913913804423617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7904913913804423617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7904913913804423617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/assistindo-wonderfalls.html' title='Assistindo Wonderfalls'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-7538237024782241441</id><published>2010-10-07T13:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:33:09.629-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Once in a while</title><content type='html'>Eu e minha irmã cantando Bonnie Pink na parada de ônibus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sabe que as vezes eu me sinto julgada pela Bonnie Pink?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pois é, quando ela fala "don't be wrong, even when it's right". Tipo WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT LIFE, Bonnie Pink? O que você sabe sobre mim????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nossa, Mari... sabe que música da Bonnie Pink é lição pra mim? "Stop being a goody two shoes, feel alive once in a while. Baby, baby sing with me tonight. Don't care so much about the past, nothing like feeling my love ~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-7538237024782241441?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/7538237024782241441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=7538237024782241441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7538237024782241441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7538237024782241441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/once-in-while.html' title='Once in a while'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-7306488662964342394</id><published>2010-10-06T11:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T11:30:43.846-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diferença.</title><content type='html'>"E isso nunca mais aconteceu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não, eu não queria que acontecesse de novo, eu não entendia. E quando acontece algo que eu não entendo eu quero deixar pra lá. Essa é uma grande diferença entre nós duas, você sempre quer entender tudo o que acontece"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu sei, eu sou viciada em lógica, precisa fazer sentido. Por isso eu não consigo ler Guimarães Rosa..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e as vezes isso me torna insuportável.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-7306488662964342394?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/7306488662964342394/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=7306488662964342394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7306488662964342394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7306488662964342394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/diferenca.html' title='Diferença.'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3835851335959936301</id><published>2010-10-05T17:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T17:03:43.197-03:00</updated><title type='text'>that was a joke, HAHA fat chance.</title><content type='html'>Desde a faculdade que eu só convivo com pessoas mais velhas do que eu. Era a mais nova da turma, a mais nova das áreas onde trabalhei e isso tem um lado muito e outro muito ruim. Eu sempre tive muitos amigos, mas conviver é sempre diferente. Depois de um tempo eu parei de pensar nisso e virou coisa que me chateava raramente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei pra Recife, entrei no Mestrado e não achei que lá fosse ser muito diferente. E é e não é. Não vou falar sobre o que é mas existem outras pessoas na faculdade, outros amigos com quem convivo mais do que as pessoas com quem assisto aula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje voltando de carona com uma amiga e dois amigos começou a tocar Still Alive. Quatro pessoas num carro cantando Still Alive e eu pensei naquilo de novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque claro que a questão não é só a idade. É saber o que é Still Alive :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3835851335959936301?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3835851335959936301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3835851335959936301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3835851335959936301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3835851335959936301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/that-was-joke-haha-fat-chance.html' title='that was a joke, HAHA fat chance.'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-479487599878421018</id><published>2010-10-04T14:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T14:50:04.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Suposições</title><content type='html'>Ontem a tarde minha irmã falou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gabriela, eu acordo as 5:00 pra academia e vou por o despertador.&amp;nbsp;Você não vai dar xilique não, vai?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahn? E que escolha eu tenho? Óbvio que não gosto de despertador as 5:00 da manhã mas se é necessário... eu não vou fazer nada ué"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tem certeza que você não vai dar xilique?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aí eu me pergunto quem ela pensa que eu sou e saio de perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem a noite ela viu que um celular tava descarregando e pediu o meu emprestado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Empresto, mas o meu vai tocar Hannah Montana. Eu passei músicas dela pelo bluetooth e depois nunca mais consegui passar outras.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Certo... vou configurar o outro também porque se eu acordar com Phoenix vai ser melhor que com Hannah Montana"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje de manhã foi uma sinfonia de 3 despertadores tocando e minha irmã esqueceu de desligar o soneca e todos ficaram aqui tocando enquanto eu dormia. Meio acordada já eu estava rindo da total desgraça de três despertadores tocando e quando ela entrou no quarto eu falei meio grogue de sono ainda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"É, você tinha razão"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ai Gabriela vai a merda eu não sabia que eles estavam tocando" - isso quase gritando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Phoenix é melhor que Hannah Montana"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A questão é que isso acontece um monte, as pessoas fazem mil suposições sobre o que eu sinto e sobre os meus comportamentos. Pessoas que não me conhecem, pessoas que me conhecem, pessoas que acham que podem dizer o que eu sinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que um voto de confiança no meu bom senso cai bem de vez em quando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no meu carinho, pra outras questões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, quem deu xilique as 5 da manhã?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-479487599878421018?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/479487599878421018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=479487599878421018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/479487599878421018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/479487599878421018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/suposicoes.html' title='Suposições'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4737536061622774815</id><published>2010-10-03T19:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:38:06.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre mim</title><content type='html'>Meu pai sempre me conta que quando eu era pequena eu sabia esperar por presentes. Ele diz que se a minha mãe comprava o meu presente de aniversário em outubro, mesmo que eu tivesse escolhido com ela eu deixava ela guardar e só me dar em dezembro, no meu aniversário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu perguntei a minha mãe se essa história era verdadeira. Ela respondeu que sim e contou duas histórias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a minha irmã tinha acabado de completar um ano minha mãe saiu com ela pra comprar um presente. E a minha irmã se agarrou e enlouqueceu por um velocípede vermelho. Minha mãe não teve outra escolha senão comprar e quando chegamos em casa minha irmã começou a apontar pro velocípede e falar "bibi". Ela tinha comprado um presente pra mim. E ficava em pé numa plataforma que tinha atrás e segurava na minha cintura enquanto eu passeava com ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A outra foi sobre uma vez que ela comprou uma bicicleta pra mim de presente de natal (ainda em outubro) e eu não toquei na bicicleta até que o natal chegou. E pra quem perguntou eu respondi que papai noel tinha me dado a bicicleta e não aceitava que me dissessem o contrário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E porque você acha que eu estava com essa obsessão com papai noel?"&lt;br /&gt;"Porque desde criança você é assim, decide o que é verdade. Sempre decidiu de onde as coisas vem e pra onde vão."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4737536061622774815?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4737536061622774815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4737536061622774815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4737536061622774815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4737536061622774815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/10/sobre-mim.html' title='Sobre mim'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1438100687370210413</id><published>2010-08-02T15:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:54:34.431-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e eu voltei pra Recife</title><content type='html'>e tenho que achar um trabalho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e só se fala em concurso público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas trabalhar pra que?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trabalhar por trabalhar me irrita. eu preciso de planos, eu não posso viver pra nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e chega a aninha no msn falando que quer passar 3 meses em londres estudando inglês e depois ir fazer especialização nos eua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eis o meu plano! e com acompanhante :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agora vou correr pra tentar achar um emprego de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;descobri o que tava me matando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1438100687370210413?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/1438100687370210413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=1438100687370210413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1438100687370210413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1438100687370210413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-eu-voltei-pra-recife.html' title='e eu voltei pra Recife'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-940384016045796432</id><published>2010-08-02T04:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T04:16:20.185-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Da dor de dente.</title><content type='html'>Antes de ontem eu não conseguia abrir a boca, hoje eu não consigo fechar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que nos últimos dias um dos meus sisos resolveu aparecer e foi mexendo com tudo. Agora tem um pedaço de gengiva em cima dele que não me deixa comer nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro liguei pra minha mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Socorro! Tem uma gengiva em cima do meu siso"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahm..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu não consigo comer nada!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que maravilha! Uma semaninha de fome vai te fazer bem! E marque dentista."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Minha mãe é sempre ótima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas fiquei curiosa, o que o dentista vai fazer com esse pedaço de gengiva? Fiz aquilo que ninguém deve fazer quando sente dor: fui pesquisar no google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eis que o google confirma os meus medos e me conta que esse pedaço de gengiva precisa ser arrancado. Não satisfeita ainda comecei a ler em blogs as experiências infelizes das pessoas que já passaram por essa situação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse meio, achei um post excelente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://documentotupiniquim.com/?p=754"&gt;http://documentotupiniquim.com/?p=754&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparentemente preciso lembrar de não voltar de ônibus do dentista e de comprar sorvete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro fato curioso é que nos últimos 3 dias muitas pessoas vieram me indicar dentistas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, fulaninho é ótimo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comigo não tem que ser ótimo, minha gente, tem que ser paciente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas paciente demais. Em cadeira de dentista sou pior que criança pequena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-940384016045796432?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/940384016045796432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=940384016045796432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/940384016045796432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/940384016045796432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/08/da-dor-de-dente.html' title='Da dor de dente.'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-5038013765688253313</id><published>2010-08-01T16:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T16:05:55.005-03:00</updated><title type='text'>das coisas que a gente precisa.</title><content type='html'>ele diz:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;tell me a story filled with lies i need a quick escape&lt;br /&gt;tell me i'm okay, tell me i'm fine, distor reality &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;quer saber, cansei! ehuehuehu&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;bom dia &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;bom dia &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;cansou nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ele diz:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;naah cansei de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;hmm&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;explique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ele diz:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;sei lah. cansei de sentir falta da --, de me sentir mal pela --, de me sentir alheio à vida ehueuhehue vo voltar a viver pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque o que vale é o conselho &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vou cansar também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-5038013765688253313?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5038013765688253313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4184369316092952960</id><published>2010-07-06T13:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T13:48:17.598-03:00</updated><title type='text'>To no tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://assise.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://assise.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4184369316092952960?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4184369316092952960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkHdit0-Zwo&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkHdit0-Zwo&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Set me free, why don't you babe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Get out of my life, why don't you babe? ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Cause you don't really love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;You just keep me hangin on ~ oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3346854071160398434?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3346854071160398434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3346854071160398434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3346854071160398434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3346854071160398434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/07/musica-que-nao-sai-da-cabeca.html' title='A música que não sai da cabeça'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-543384929425884199</id><published>2010-07-01T15:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T15:12:07.251-03:00</updated><title type='text'>24 ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;É que eu sinto falta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Sinto falta da agonia, da vontade de morrer, de gritar até ficar rouca e de pular descontroladamente até cansar. Eu sinto falta da dúvida, da expectativa, do surpreendente, da indiscrição. Eu sinto falta da dor que dá quando a gente não consegue parar de rir e do medo que o coração nunca volte ao normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Vou me matricular num colégio. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;"I feel perfectly fine. But I miss screaming, and fighting and kissing in the rain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-543384929425884199?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/543384929425884199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=543384929425884199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/543384929425884199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/543384929425884199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/07/24.html' title='24 ~'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-6039949360702660340</id><published>2010-06-30T02:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:41:13.077-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TARDIS x)</title><content type='html'>Something old, something new, something borrowed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something blue &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I remember you)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-6039949360702660340?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/6039949360702660340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=6039949360702660340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/6039949360702660340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/6039949360702660340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/06/tardis-x.html' title='TARDIS x)'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-6636578772765718374</id><published>2010-06-14T00:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T00:02:05.324-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/VuNIsY6JdUw/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuNIsY6JdUw&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuNIsY6JdUw&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Taylor Swift :~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Pode chamar de boba, mas tenho culpa não se a música dela é super fofa e ela também.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;You belong with me ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-6636578772765718374?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/6636578772765718374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=6636578772765718374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/6636578772765718374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/6636578772765718374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/06/taylor-swift-you-belong-with-me.html' title='Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8808692557017687702</id><published>2010-05-09T23:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:38:26.724-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje eu causei no Central Park</title><content type='html'>Mas jajá chego aí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro preciso comentar: Usar a internet no DSi XL é coisa linda de deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Ficamos muito mal acostumadas com DC e principalmente com Annapolis. Ontem levamos várias buzinadas na rua porque fomos atravessar sem prestar atenção nos sinais (em Annapolis nem sinal tinha, o povo simplesmente parava). Então por pouco não fomos atropeladas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia FRIO. Saímos do hotel e voltamos para pegar cachecol, andamos mais 3 quadras e voltamos de novo pra pegar mais casaco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolvemos ir pro Central Park :D Compramos nosso Metro Card e descemos na 42. Fomos ludibriadas pelo google maps e na 42th descobrimos que o Central Park só começa lá pela 60th (ou mais...)... no meio do caminho eu dei um pequeno xilique nerd quando vi isso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dcGbDRQZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/OS7j-IEzdOg/s1600/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dcGbDRQZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/OS7j-IEzdOg/s400/10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 "tira foto tira foto tira foto"&lt;br /&gt;imagina se fosse com o tennant, eu teria saído correndo atrás do ônibus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso a gente parou numa daquelas lojas que vc monta o seu bichinho de pelúcia... e tinham vários tãaaaaaaaaaaaaaaao liiiiiiiiiindos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-deChkPLHI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KUuNhuVd-MA/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-deChkPLHI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KUuNhuVd-MA/s400/11.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como esse &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-debv2LLYI/AAAAAAAAAhY/z-lk71JjSnI/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-debv2LLYI/AAAAAAAAAhY/z-lk71JjSnI/s400/12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E esse &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aí eu não resisti e comprei um :3 Mais pra frente mostro qual...&lt;br /&gt;(Foi barato, mãe, eu juro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda a caminho do CP... fotos posers na Sephora (porque nem dá pra comprar nada lá né)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Tão confortável que saí com ela. É de pijama mesmo, mas pus uma blusinha bonita, uma maquiagem legal e fui embora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tive coragem de entrar na Bergdorf Goodman assim... fiquei na vontade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dkpEJYMQI/AAAAAAAAAiA/XIUjdAkqvz0/s1600/16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dkpEJYMQI/AAAAAAAAAiA/XIUjdAkqvz0/s400/16.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Última parada antes do Central Park:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dnNj3KFKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/lx11p5h08lA/s1600/17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dnNj3KFKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/lx11p5h08lA/s400/17.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famosa Apple Store da 5th Avenida :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E alguns shuffles depois.... Central Park :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dozSe4UvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cicVruCJzxY/s1600/18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dozSe4UvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cicVruCJzxY/s400/18.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro o Zoológico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dqENQreAI/AAAAAAAAAiY/LG9dNpi4tuM/s1600/19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dqENQreAI/AAAAAAAAAiY/LG9dNpi4tuM/s400/19.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão fofo XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou por mais fotos dos bichos aqui senão vou demorar muito pra acabar o post, só vou por mais um porque é o bicho mais lindo que já vi na vida. E me senti muito enganada porque não tinha nem girafa, nem leão e nem hipopotamo XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-drf2kBNOI/AAAAAAAAAig/EkfdyfPZ22c/s1600/20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-drf2kBNOI/AAAAAAAAAig/EkfdyfPZ22c/s400/20.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mais lindo &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiramos muitas fotos do central park que depois eu ponho no orkut =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E finalmente conheçam o bichinho que comprei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dtxSAE5iI/AAAAAAAAAio/75YzKLkX_aU/s1600/21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dtxSAE5iI/AAAAAAAAAio/75YzKLkX_aU/s400/21.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darth Vader no Central Park :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele não é a coisa maaaaaais linda?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-duKtCqigI/AAAAAAAAAiw/lz6Q9B9nzR8/s1600/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-duKtCqigI/AAAAAAAAAiw/lz6Q9B9nzR8/s400/22.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-du5qZz8II/AAAAAAAAAi4/DyNmqtlomes/s1600/23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-du5qZz8II/AAAAAAAAAi4/DyNmqtlomes/s400/23.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito engraçado andar com ele pelo CP, muita gente ria, comentava, crianças vieram ver a gente tirando fotos XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dvZo6u-0I/AAAAAAAAAjA/LKAhz7DLhLw/s1600/24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dvZo6u-0I/AAAAAAAAAjA/LKAhz7DLhLw/s400/24.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é isso, depois andamos muito mais até achar um metro (porque esquecemos de levar um mapa) e voltamos pro hotel. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos pessoas &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/7758947898422817969-8808692557017687702?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8808692557017687702/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8808692557017687702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8808692557017687702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8808692557017687702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/05/hoje-eu-causei-no-central-park.html' title='Hoje eu causei no Central Park'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dcGbDRQZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/OS7j-IEzdOg/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-7826705436810332754</id><published>2010-05-09T21:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:49:31.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia de voltar pra NY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1261891970"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as fotos estão ruins nesse post porque a internet daqui é horrivel, não vou conseguir fazer upload de fotos boas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1261891967"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dPl_rgKKI/AAAAAAAAAgA/X3gbs-YDCwQ/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dPl_rgKKI/AAAAAAAAAgA/X3gbs-YDCwQ/s400/2.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nosso Hotelzinho :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Largamos as malas e fomos passear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dQupKM22I/AAAAAAAAAgI/eebZvEEDY2A/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dQupKM22I/AAAAAAAAAgI/eebZvEEDY2A/s400/3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Madison Square :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tinha uma feirinha de rua aí do lado daquelas que só vendia lixo, mas tinha uma super barraca de fruta e eu acho que nunca comi tanto abacaxi na vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dRe8TpwEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/N_Z-mexKkP8/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dRe8TpwEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/N_Z-mexKkP8/s400/4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;É linda, né?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;E aí tinha uma porta estranha no meio da rua que parecia não ter nada demais ali mas o povo entrava e saia aos montes.... ai tinha uma plaquinha de Market. Entramos, né? Lá dentro ela lindo e tinha várias lojinhas de coisas muito caras e muito legais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dSf2bcPWI/AAAAAAAAAgY/GYQ9eXZXdGI/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dSf2bcPWI/AAAAAAAAAgY/GYQ9eXZXdGI/s400/5.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dTCI0ROWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/soL8ZukkxaM/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dTCI0ROWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/soL8ZukkxaM/s400/6.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Uma igreja bonita que tinha no caminho =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Aqui em NY tem cachorro em todo lugar. Parece que todo mundo tem cachorro e eles estão em todo lugar, inclusive nas lojas, acho que não entrei em uma loja que não tivesse alguém com cachorro.... e uma coisa nos assustou: a Aninha achou um cachorrinho da mesma raça que o dela e perguntou a dona se podia tirar uma foto dele, a dona respondeu que sim, mandou o cachorro sentar (e ele sentou) e ainda disse toda feliz "ele adora cameras". OI? Juro, o cachorro fez pose pra foto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dU8XamJjI/AAAAAAAAAgw/sjksjoxuHcQ/s1600/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dU8XamJjI/AAAAAAAAAgw/sjksjoxuHcQ/s400/7.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dVyZbFR4I/AAAAAAAAAg4/p2XVP_qUBsI/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dVyZbFR4I/AAAAAAAAAg4/p2XVP_qUBsI/s640/8.jpg" width="433" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;:D Linda, né? Ganhei na Best Buy... tava passeando por lá e tinha um cara da Nintendo fazendo demonstração de um joguinho lá... e ele tava com o DSi XL dele e finalmente eu consegui testar um! É muito legal de jogar nele! Nada de muito grande ou muito pesado como o povo falou. Acabei comprando um e o carinha simpático me deu a sacolinha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E depois de mais uma boooooa caminhada de volta pro hotel com paradinhas na Victoria's Secrets, GAP e outras... terminamos nosso dia na Cosí onde comi meu querido baldinho de salada:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dXWlksoQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/FyebKR2_dPM/s1600/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dXWlksoQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/FyebKR2_dPM/s400/9.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/7758947898422817969-7826705436810332754?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/7826705436810332754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=7826705436810332754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7826705436810332754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7826705436810332754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/05/dia-08.html' title='Dia 08'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-dPl_rgKKI/AAAAAAAAAgA/X3gbs-YDCwQ/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3465290255959330582</id><published>2010-05-08T02:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T02:31:14.425-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem fotos de hoje :D</title><content type='html'>Mas foi um dia engraçado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fechar minha mala de manhã foi missão impossível. A aninha se jogou em cima pra fazer peso enquanto eu fechava o ziper, fiquei com medo que várias coisas explodissem lá dentro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na hora do check out eu fui rever os horários do ônibus e eu tinha olhado errado antes, o último ônibus tinha saído as 7 da manhã. Por sorte a menina que tava na recepção era uma fofa e passou um bom tempo procurando outras opções de ônibus, ligou para algumas companhias e resolveu nosso problema. Não só isso, ela ainda ofereceu uma carona pro ponto de ônibus as 3 da tarde, quando ela sairia de lá. Aceitamos, mas ainda era uma da tarde e então fomos passear por perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que eu entro num restaurante aqui eu penso "É, agora eu vou dar azar. Não é possível que esse restaurante seja tão bom quanto os outros". Mas sempre é, ou melhor. Paramos num meio restaurante, meio mercado italiano e pedimos uma salada e uma massa que meudeosdocéeeeu, quase lambemos os pratos.&amp;nbsp;E os atendentes uns fofos, até arriscaram um português e disseram que nós não precisávamos dar gorjetas para economizarmos na viagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltamos pro hotel e ficamos lendo até dar a hora. A menina da recepção contou que veio da Russia estudar e acabou ficando, ela levou a gente no ponto de ônibus, e só foi embora depois que ligou pra empresa pra confirmar qual era o ponto e o horário do próximo ônibus. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O onibus não deixava a gente em DC, mas deixava numa estação de metro próxima. Então pegamos ônibus, metro e como não podia deixar de ser, saímos na estação errada e tivemos que andar 1,5km arrastando malas. Paramos pra comer e depois numa farmácia pra descansar e tivemos um surto de risos no meio da rua porque tínhamos contados as ruas erradas, parecíamos duas loucas rindo (eu achei que ia sufocar) e segurando aquele tanto de mala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra completar a rodinha da minha mala quebrou no meio do caminho o que deixou ela 10 vezes mais pesada. Mas chegando no hotel foi aquela felicidade. :D Demos sorte de novo (até achávamos que estávamos no hotel errado), essa promoção do Hilton que achei na internet foi boa demais e cá estamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora vou dormir que amanhã voltamos pra Manhatan e finalmente não vou ter que arrastar mais mala por aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa noite :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3465290255959330582?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3465290255959330582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3465290255959330582&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3465290255959330582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3465290255959330582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/05/sem-fotos-de-hoje-d.html' title='Sem fotos de hoje :D'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4271290495887202714</id><published>2010-05-07T00:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T00:03:13.334-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Annapolis :D Dia05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-NPTrSaPFI/AAAAAAAAAdg/C2FAwAwInHU/s1600/DSC_4410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-NPTrSaPFI/AAAAAAAAAdg/C2FAwAwInHU/s400/DSC_4410.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nosso quarto em DC :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Primeiro queríamos um shopping, me perguntaram se podia ser um shopping pequeno... eu disse que sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-NqRjd28cI/AAAAAAAAAdo/R3RvlmMcrsA/s1600/DSC_4416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-NqRjd28cI/AAAAAAAAAdo/R3RvlmMcrsA/s400/DSC_4416.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E foi praí que nos mandaram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso, voltamos pro hotel e começou a saga Annapolis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estavamos perdidas com as indicações das paradas do ônibus e um cara riu simpaticamente e falou que estávamos com cara de perdidas, em 5 minutos mais um senhor e uma mulher entraram na discursão pra descobrir onde ficava o ponto do ônibus e eles estavam tão preocupados que quase foram com a gente até lá..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também causamos no onibus.. nossas malas não cabiam no compartimento de cima e um monte de gente olhou meio estranho porque nossas malas estavam ocupando um lugar a mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fiquei impressionada como NINGUÉM estava correndo loucamente na estrada, todo mundo parecia respeitar os limites de velocidade. Alias, o transito foi algo que me chocou de forma geral, em DC quando o sinal abre pros pedestres, carros também podem virar de outra rua, então todos os motoristas são acostumados a prestar atenção nos pedestres então ninguém dirige loucamente, as pessoas parecem ter consciencia de que carros são apenas meios de transporte. E em Annapolis a coisa é absurda (mas depois conto isso).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegando em Annaaaaaaaaaaapolis ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso hotel é afastado do centro da cidade e o ônibus deixou a gente perto de um shopping (ou algo parecido com isso) que fica há uns 4km do hotel. Relativamente perto, mas impossível de ir carregando mochilas e malas... não tinha NENHUM taxi no estacionamento gigantesco do lugar. Ok, entramos numa padaria para comer e pedimos a uma das meninas para chamar um taxi. Uma das funcionárias (de Honduras) nos disse que chamou um taxi e que em QUINZE minutos ele estaria chegando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-NxpjrgVgI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1fP9ng92zfo/s1600/DSC_4426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-NxpjrgVgI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1fP9ng92zfo/s400/DSC_4426.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela não exagerou quando disse 15 minutos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fim dos 15 minutos apareceu um mexicano muito esquisito num carro muito acabado que nem inglês falava. No meio de tanto carro xique, de tanta gente bonita, alguém realmente achou que nós iamos entrar naquilo? O cara nem sabia onde era o hotel! Afff! Agradeci, agradeci e dispensei, fingi que nem entendia o que ele tava dizendo, enquanto a funcionária teimava em dizer em espanhol que ele era uma ótima pessoa, irmão de uma amiga muito querida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, vá, nem morta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fomos pra outro lugar do enorme estacionamento e paramos um cara chamado Mike (que clichê) e ele riu da história do mexicano e tirou o iphone dele do bolso ("não sei como eu vivia antes desse telefone") e começou a procurar uma empresa de taxi em annapolis. Chamou um, entrou pra comprar comida e quando saiu e viu que ainda estávamos esperando ele ligou novamente pro taxi (que já estava lá no estacionamento nos procurando), esperou o taxi e ainda mandou o taxista cuidar bem da gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sério, que povo é esse? &amp;lt;3 -- No estacionamento uma mulher PAROU O CARRO porque eu estava tirando uma foto da aninha. Quasemorri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O taxista era outro amor, que até esperou a gente confirmar se estávamos no hotel certo antes de ir embora. Era o hotel certo e sem dúvidas é o melhor hotel da viagem... imaginem nossa felicidade quando vimos isso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N4xt3clQI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dpNtBdzmjKo/s1600/DSC_4442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N4xt3clQI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dpNtBdzmjKo/s400/DSC_4442.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma cama enorme pra cada &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite fomos prum barzinho mas nada demais, até porque com uma cerveja custando 4 dólares nem passamos muito tempo lá XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dia 06&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia de passear por Annapolis :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N9tGdjnAI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-h4sjsTWALU/s1600/DSC_4447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N9tGdjnAI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-h4sjsTWALU/s400/DSC_4447.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nosso Hotel :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N-GHfb8qI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/i-4G6M3MEfY/s1600/DSC_4448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N-GHfb8qI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/i-4G6M3MEfY/s400/DSC_4448.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N-UWmxH-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/12EYDuze6xw/s1600/DSC_4449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N-UWmxH-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/12EYDuze6xw/s400/DSC_4449.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N-o2OCvaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/VBA7jLG1JT4/s1600/DSC_4452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N-o2OCvaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/VBA7jLG1JT4/s400/DSC_4452.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eu assustava as poucas pessoas que tinha na rua com a minha total cara de boba olhando pra essas casinhas =~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N_WbGvGxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QWyoiVkN2MI/s1600/DSC_4467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N_WbGvGxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QWyoiVkN2MI/s400/DSC_4467.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N_w509bXI/AAAAAAAAAew/dyNrLvFPOik/s1600/DSC_4475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-N_w509bXI/AAAAAAAAAew/dyNrLvFPOik/s400/DSC_4475.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;O melhor crepe que já comi foi nessa casinha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OAXImtcyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qgp3KQiHxwU/s1600/DSC_4483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OAXImtcyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qgp3KQiHxwU/s400/DSC_4483.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Muita, muita, muita criança na cidade, e muita mãe nova, aquela mãezinha ali no canto tava com essa menina, gêmeos no carrinho e mais um menino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OA7AU4leI/AAAAAAAAAfA/PsEfLDpO6Mo/s1600/DSC_4498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OA7AU4leI/AAAAAAAAAfA/PsEfLDpO6Mo/s400/DSC_4498.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OBXPOWX1I/AAAAAAAAAfI/8-U8jCir5HI/s1600/DSC_4541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OBXPOWX1I/AAAAAAAAAfI/8-U8jCir5HI/s400/DSC_4541.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Isso e uma faculdade, minha gente =~ Num é a coisa mais linda?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OB42_9EJI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4iH737MjEE0/s1600/DSC_4555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OB42_9EJI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4iH737MjEE0/s400/DSC_4555.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Olha quem veio visitar a gente :D Tão lindo (e de outra mãe noviiiinha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OCCVbnuAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/WTNsmaEDyiY/s1600/DSC_4560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-OCCVbnuAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/WTNsmaEDyiY/s320/DSC_4560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;É isso, a cidade é toda fofa mas não tem muito o que fazer por aqui mesmo :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ah e como eu tava falando do trânsito... aqui é muito mais absurdo! Todo mundo para quando vê que você quer atravessar, no downtown nenhuma rua tem sinal, os carros simplesmente param, todos! E todos andam devagar. Até as pessoas andando na rua param quando vêem que você tá tirando uma foto ou quando estão com cachorros eles também param e seguram os cachorros pra você passar. Aaaaaah, é um caso sério.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Apaixonei :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4271290495887202714?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4271290495887202714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4271290495887202714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4271290495887202714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4271290495887202714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/05/annapolis-d-dia05.html' title='Annapolis :D Dia05'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-NPTrSaPFI/AAAAAAAAAdg/C2FAwAwInHU/s72-c/DSC_4410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4227094477433227302</id><published>2010-05-06T01:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:41:01.002-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 04</title><content type='html'>Tem um antigo Post Office pertinho do nosso hotel em DC que foi transformado num lugar muito legal com algumas lojinhas e muitos restaurantes de vários lugares do mundo e onde tem o melhor cookie que já comi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JCeB4Gd9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/7RcGbQjJcI0/s1600/eua+parte+01+134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JCeB4Gd9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/7RcGbQjJcI0/s400/eua+parte+01+134.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muito fofo, né?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JC1CEcQaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/XTl91heZTe4/s1600/eua+parte+01+138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JC1CEcQaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/XTl91heZTe4/s400/eua+parte+01+138.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O melhor cookie, juro :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JDDDH02kI/AAAAAAAAAco/rqaNE5WUQvU/s1600/eua+parte+01+139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JDDDH02kI/AAAAAAAAAco/rqaNE5WUQvU/s400/eua+parte+01+139.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A vista lá de cima é linda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JDp6d_ZeI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Yccg1nuNrYU/s1600/eua+parte+01+148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JDp6d_ZeI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Yccg1nuNrYU/s400/eua+parte+01+148.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JD_woY6aI/AAAAAAAAAc4/hiqpKi0lkjo/s1600/eua+parte+01+165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JD_woY6aI/AAAAAAAAAc4/hiqpKi0lkjo/s400/eua+parte+01+165.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda por lá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tinham muitos estudantes lá, uns de outros estados, outros apenas passeando, tão bonitinhos com aqueles uniformes bem americanos &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;De lá fomos no museu de história natural, onde eu tirei algumas fotos só pra fazer inveja a vero e a bruninho :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JFTKEjofI/AAAAAAAAAdA/G9XAc6a3qYc/s1600/eua+parte+01+171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JFTKEjofI/AAAAAAAAAdA/G9XAc6a3qYc/s400/eua+parte+01+171.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pra vocês &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JFuVwTeKI/AAAAAAAAAdI/dQ47-a4wf44/s1600/eua+parte+01+198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JFuVwTeKI/AAAAAAAAAdI/dQ47-a4wf44/s640/eua+parte+01+198.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A parte dos dinossauros é uma das mais legais :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Depois fomos numa galeria de arte que tinha umas esculturas muito....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JGlbihmiI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/UIdt-dk_5JQ/s1600/eua+parte+01+227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JGlbihmiI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/UIdt-dk_5JQ/s400/eua+parte+01+227.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Por último, andamos até o Capitol e tiramos mil fotos dele :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JHNWel1lI/AAAAAAAAAdY/P2vU92cAdqM/s1600/eua+parte+01+244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JHNWel1lI/AAAAAAAAAdY/P2vU92cAdqM/s400/eua+parte+01+244.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hoje viemos pra Annapolis, amanhã conto nossa aventura pra chegar aqui. Mas preciso dizer que estamos cada vez mais encantandas com a educação das pessoas. É impressionante como em qualquer lugar todos são educados, não vimos bagunça no metro, na rua todos são prestativos, ninguém gritando, as pessoas prestam atenção no trânsito, é incrível.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E as pessoas realmente esperam quem está dentro do metro sair para poder entrar! Até isso é incrível pra gente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:D Agora boua noitê!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4227094477433227302?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4227094477433227302/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4227094477433227302&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4227094477433227302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4227094477433227302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/05/dia-04.html' title='Dia 04'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-JCeB4Gd9I/AAAAAAAAAcY/7RcGbQjJcI0/s72-c/eua+parte+01+134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-893293111198279836</id><published>2010-05-04T23:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:22:32.745-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero um Green Card</title><content type='html'>Depois de quase 6 meses planejando a viagem finalmente chegamos. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já estamos no quarto dia de viagem mas como meu netbook só chegou hoje, só agora posso dar notícias de uma maneira decente. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vai então o resumo dos nossos 3 primeiros dias nos EUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dia 01&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu mal consegui dormir. Tinha medo de não acordar, perder o vôo, essas coisas trágicas. Mas acordei, cheguei a tempo, encontrei a Aninha e embarcamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 horas dentro dum avião não é coisa fácil. Eu só tinha UM dramin no bolso e esse não deu nem pra metade da viagem, 4 horas depois eu já estava acordada e o tempo não passava de jeito nenhum. Por sorte tinham umas distrações na TVzinha do avião.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já apaixonei por tudo dentro do aeroporto quando as pessoas mais simpáticas ofereciam ajuda e explicavam tudo com uma paciência incrível. O taxista era outra simpatia de pessoa e chegando no hotel demos vários pulinhos de felicidade porque ele é LINDO. É velhinho mas super bem cuidado como todos os outros prédios que vimos pela cidade. E mais gente simpática.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DBe1V0NFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/H64PKdmrhuA/s1600/eua+parte+01+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DBe1V0NFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/H64PKdmrhuA/s400/eua+parte+01+023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aninha :D (os taxis aqui são bem legais)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 da noite e muita gente andando por todas as ruas, várias lojas abertas e de todos os tipos. Parei na primeira loja de jogos usados a já fiz umas comprinhas. Em todas as lojas que entramos todos eram prestativos, simpáticos e educados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vamos voltar pro Brasil muito mal acostumadas com tanta simpatia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não andamos muito porque tínhamos que pegar o trem pra Washington as 10:05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dia 02&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fecharam a Sexta Avenida porque estava acontecendo uma maratona de bicicleta. O taxista ficou louco, não sabia o que fazer e estávamos atrasadas. Ele teve que largar a gente antes da 6th e a gente tinha que andar até a 8th - arrastando mala. Atravessar a 6th foi uma aventura, porque as bicicletas não paravam! Tava todo mundo atravessando correndo. Muito engraçado ver o pessoal de terno correndo pra escapar das bicicletas (que eram muitas, mas sempre iam devagar quando tinham pessoas atravessando).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na estação mais um velhinho super simpático atendeu a gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, this is a hard one." - O velhinho disse quando viu meu nome no computador e tentou ler em voz alta para confirmar se era eu mesmo. E quando eu disse que era brasileira ele respondeu que deveria ter imaginado, são os nomes mais longos do mundo, e os mais bonitos - ele fez questão de acrescentar. E "Obrigado", parece que todo mundo aqui sabe falar "Obrigado" e estão sempre meio chocados com a quantidade de brasileiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(eu falei que ia ser um "pequeno resumo" dos três dias e já estou exagerando...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente, o trem.&amp;nbsp;Todos pareciam estar confortáveis no trem, menos nós duas. Não conseguiamos por a mala pra cima e ficamos com elas nos pés. Mas tudo bem, estávamos indo pra Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Água aqui é caro demais, credo. 2 dólares a garrafinha. (To gastando uma fortuna com o calor que tá fazendo aqui DC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As paisagens eram lindas no caminho pra cá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DFdfANV-I/AAAAAAAAAag/hJQWNbfEXuw/s1600/eua+parte+01+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DFdfANV-I/AAAAAAAAAag/hJQWNbfEXuw/s400/eua+parte+01+028.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isso existe! É verdade! (Eu duvidava.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A Union Station é linda! E foi muito engraçado porque tem uma Barnes &amp;amp; Noble enorme dentro da estação e eu dei gritinhos de felicidade quando vi e a Aninha ficou sem entender porque eu tava dando xiliques por causa de uma livraria. Compramos Moleskines. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vimos pelo mapa do Ipod que era muito fácil chegar andando no hotel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Muito fácil?&amp;nbsp;Eram 11 quadras com algumas subidas bem cruéis pra quem tá carregando malas, e DC não tem tanta Wireless Free quanto NY.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sidenote: vi uma rede wireless chamada "USAEOCIO". Eu ri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;DC é linda, vários predios lindos no meio do caminho que até faziam compensar a sofrida caminhada até o Hotel. E a comida também é uma coisa. Até agora não comemos em nenhum lugar ruim. Nesse dia paramos numa lanchonete que fazia um sanduiche vegetariano que foi o melhor sanduíche que já comi na vida. (Vero, você precisa provar isso XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DJHGLuSII/AAAAAAAAAaw/12ipkEJwU8Q/s1600/eua+parte+01+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DJHGLuSII/AAAAAAAAAaw/12ipkEJwU8Q/s320/eua+parte+01+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O Hotel é bem maior que o de NY mas é mal cuidado e a vista do nosso quarto é péssima. Mas detalhes, detalhes. Largamos as coisas no hotel e fomos procurar o festival Cinco de Mayo que tava rolando por aí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DK8gMtI3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/n2247R4k7j0/s1600/eua+parte+01+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DK8gMtI3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/n2247R4k7j0/s400/eua+parte+01+038.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DC é cheia disso. Prédios enormes, maravilhosos e bem cuidados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DLoeP4mSI/AAAAAAAAAbI/v6Q07gZOfUM/s1600/eua+parte+01+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DLoeP4mSI/AAAAAAAAAbI/v6Q07gZOfUM/s400/eua+parte+01+057.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Cinco de Mayo everybody is Latino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O Festival era beneficente. Dinheiro para doação de livros de espanhol para escolas públicas. Aqui em DC tem muitas iniciativas desse tipo que são divulgadas em todo lugar, é muito legal. No festival o som era horrível mas foi muito divertido ver o pessoal empolgado com as músicas latinas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E foi aí que eu me apaixonei por DC, eu moraria aqui fácil. É uma cidade calma, bonita, bem cuidada, apaixonei. Esse país é realmente outra coisa, outro mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Esse evento estava acontecendo do lado do Washington Monument.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DNdC5Dd8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/omvnvgtxaCE/s1600/eua+parte+01+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DNdC5Dd8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/omvnvgtxaCE/s400/eua+parte+01+064.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fala se não é igualzinho ao do Ibirapuera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;De lá, fomos andando até o Lincoln Memorial...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DN9nuQ9sI/AAAAAAAAAbY/GMUuz9vFSo8/s1600/eua+parte+01+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DN9nuQ9sI/AAAAAAAAAbY/GMUuz9vFSo8/s400/eua+parte+01+062.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O caminho até lá é lindo &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;É impressionante como em todo lugar dessa cidade tem referências a segunda guerra mundial. Esse lugar é muito bonito mas é todo em "homenagem" a guerra. Eu acho até estranho, o jeito como as coisas são colocadas aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DPaxPjdbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dbhes_fjVbQ/s1600/eua+parte+01+068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DPaxPjdbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dbhes_fjVbQ/s400/eua+parte+01+068.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diz pra mim onde tem isso no Brasil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fiquei chocada, minha gente. O povo com os pés dentro d'água, crianças brincando, pessoas lendo livros. Existe isso de onde eu venho não, hein. Fiquei até meio assim de tocar na água.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DQLwsIV1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/20SCAshDl0M/s1600/eua+parte+01+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DQLwsIV1I/AAAAAAAAAbo/20SCAshDl0M/s400/eua+parte+01+070.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas nem resisti :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DQ_v6bI8I/AAAAAAAAAbw/P_Qv1zWO_yo/s1600/Esquilo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DQ_v6bI8I/AAAAAAAAAbw/P_Qv1zWO_yo/s400/Esquilo.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esquilo xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DR0pX7_BI/AAAAAAAAAb4/iNOUBehR4l4/s1600/eua+parte+01+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DR0pX7_BI/AAAAAAAAAb4/iNOUBehR4l4/s400/eua+parte+01+082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finalmente lá :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DSg1lcXfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-MElo7cosSM/s1600/eua+parte+01+087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DSg1lcXfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-MElo7cosSM/s400/eua+parte+01+087.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela é muito maior do que eu imaginava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Exaustas, resolvemos voltar pro hotel, mas como a casa branca era pertinho, pedimos pro taxista nos deixar lá. Que decepção, nós achavamos que ela era bem maior....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Na volta tinham várias praças, vários jardins bonitinhos, um charme. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DTuyrRY5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/NwAQ4uFd56s/s1600/eua+parte+01+107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DTuyrRY5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/NwAQ4uFd56s/s400/eua+parte+01+107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dia 03&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Não tem muito o que falar sobre o dia 03, foi nosso primeiro dia oficial pra compras. Estávamos tão cansadas que só acordamos umas 11 da manhã. Passamos o dia inteiro na Macy's e na H&amp;amp;M. Muita coisa legal, muita roupa boa com preço bom e um monte de maquiagem pra deixar a gente feliz &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DVUm309cI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EWqo5oYuVG8/s1600/eua+parte+01+129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DVUm309cI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EWqo5oYuVG8/s400/eua+parte+01+129.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Criança feliz =3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A gente precisava ter tirado foto dos baldes de salada da Cosi que comemos. Melhor salada que já comi na vida. Chicken Ceasar Salad foi meu almoço e meu jantar ontem. &amp;lt;3 Próxima vez eu tiro foto. :) E o pãozinho de grãos que fazem láaaa... é coisa linda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ainda viramos super amigas da nossa vendedora da MAC (lá na Macy's) e ela disse que vai pra Manhatan semana que vem encontrar com a gente. :D Comprei o Viva Glam Gaga, Cindy e Pam. hohoho &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saindo das lojas, passamos na Cosi e eu peguei um Smoothie de morango e um baldinho de salada, vim toda feliz pro hotel huahauha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fim dos 3 primeiros dias :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(finalmente, hein)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/7758947898422817969-893293111198279836?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/893293111198279836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=893293111198279836&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/893293111198279836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/893293111198279836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/05/quero-um-green-card.html' title='Quero um Green Card'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S-DBe1V0NFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/H64PKdmrhuA/s72-c/eua+parte+01+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-6283882353413107699</id><published>2010-04-28T18:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:22:17.244-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Annapolis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S9im7hLDkRI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Awxv9sMD3DQ/s1600/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S9im7hLDkRI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Awxv9sMD3DQ/s640/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-6283882353413107699?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/6283882353413107699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=6283882353413107699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/6283882353413107699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/6283882353413107699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/04/annapolis.html' title='Annapolis'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S9im7hLDkRI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Awxv9sMD3DQ/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8727052798057248759</id><published>2010-04-07T12:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T12:23:11.333-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É brega, eu sei (mas é meu mal.)</title><content type='html'>Da dura poesia concreta de tuas esquinas,&lt;br /&gt;da deselegância discreta de tuas meninas,&lt;br /&gt;eu me despeço &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas eu volto, tá? guarda meu lugar por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volto mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8727052798057248759?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8727052798057248759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8727052798057248759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8727052798057248759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8727052798057248759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-brega-eu-sei-mas-e-meu-mal.html' title='É brega, eu sei (mas é meu mal.)'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-5826169317574525111</id><published>2010-03-14T18:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:24:42.067-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha mãe</title><content type='html'>"Eu acho que você deveria vir sim, mas não pegar emprego agora nem nada. Deixe todas as suas coisas guardadas na casa de vovô até maio. Vá pra NY e quando voltar alugue um apartamento e resolva a sua vida."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mas e até lá eu vou fazer o que?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ué, faça coisas que vão você não consegue fazer quando está empregada: vá fazer um trabalho voluntário numa creche, procurar um intensivo de dança, aproveite pra fazer tudo que você gosta e faça com que esse mês seja o inesquecível mês que você passou desempregada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dá pra dizer não? :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou lá assistir filme com ela &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-5826169317574525111?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5826169317574525111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=5826169317574525111&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5826169317574525111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5826169317574525111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/03/minha-mae.html' title='Minha mãe'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-2201461414120434448</id><published>2010-02-23T01:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T01:41:48.222-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hoje eu</title><content type='html'>acordei; me arrumei pra ir pro trabalho; fui pro trabalho; trabalhei; almocei no trabalho; trabalhei mais; esperei quase 30 min no trabalho até a chuva passar; voltei do trabalho; fiz as unhas; fiz exercicios; tomei banho; comi e jajá tenho que dormir pra ir pro trabalho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dias assim parecem tão errados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-2201461414120434448?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/2201461414120434448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=2201461414120434448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/2201461414120434448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/2201461414120434448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoje-eu.html' title='hoje eu'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-807539566847488827</id><published>2010-02-15T03:39:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:49:30.374-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval :)</title><content type='html'>a.k.a. Carnacaos :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque onde há uma Vero, uma Dju e uma (ou duas.. as vezes três) Coutinho(s)... sempre dá nisso &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexta-feira 12.02. eu, flavio, maru, sezio, tama e wii super mario - 4 players. faz tempo que não vejo um jogo pra divertir tanta gente. depois disso, buscar a vê no aeroporto que finalmente chegou de belém :) conversas infinitas depois de uma semana que mais parece um ano sem se ver. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sábado 13.02. nada como acordar as quase 3 da tarde. lasanha de soja, pão de açucar pra muitas cervejas, vodka, polpas de fruta e partiu casa do tiazinha. eu, vero, kaká, porco, tiazinha, dju, maru, sezio e taminha. rock band, piadas ilícitas e bebida além da conta. e o caos que não merece ser comentado. eu e a vero no sofá comprando coisas felizes na internet e quase dormindo enquanto falava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;domingo 14.02. consequencias do caos não comentado, a festa mudou pra minha casa e ps2, mais rock band, mais bebida e interpretações além da conta. mais lasanha de soja também (isso que dá conviver com tanto vegetariano) e quarto da fofoca insuperável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusão: somos nerds além da conta; vodka com polpa de fruta é amor (já sabíamos mas é sempre bom relembrar); conseguimos sobreviver com lasanha vegetariana e chettos por vários dias e juntar meninas num quarto dá sempre certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carnaval &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-807539566847488827?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/807539566847488827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=807539566847488827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/807539566847488827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/807539566847488827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/02/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval :)'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-5158422961493506744</id><published>2010-02-09T16:25:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T16:46:49.782-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='férias2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><title type='text'>Guia Nova York para mãos de vaca</title><content type='html'>o blog é ótimo, comprei o guia. 4.99 num pdf e to adorando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito empolgante programar essas férias *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As passagens já foram resolvidas e agora estamos na etapa da hospedagem. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Acho que encontrei o albergue ideal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.jazzhostels.com/jazzonthepark.php :) Jazz on the Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jazz on the Park Hostel is located in the heart of the Upper West Side, along Central Park and super close to subways and buses, so the whole City is at your fingertips."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só falta a aninha entrar no msn pra saber se ela tb concorda com a localização e o preço. Mas por 40 dólares por dia achei excelente! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim que decidirmos a hospedagem será hora do itinerário *-* 16 dias livres pra preenchermos na forma que quisermos &lt;3 adoooooro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso também começar uma listinha com as dicas mais importantes, coisas que não posso esquecer de levar, considerar ou resolver assim que chegar lá. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-5158422961493506744?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5158422961493506744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=5158422961493506744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5158422961493506744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5158422961493506744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/02/guia-nova-york-para-maos-de-vaca.html' title='Guia Nova York para mãos de vaca'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4414536723474651603</id><published>2010-01-19T00:44:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:05:08.862-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhã</title><content type='html'>da insuportabilidade que me carrega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ir no salão fazer mão, pé e cabelos. DONE&lt;br /&gt;2. terminar uma coisa do trabalho doing&lt;br /&gt;3. comprar calcinhas (eu gosto) DONE&lt;br /&gt;4. fazer inscrição na pós DONE&lt;br /&gt;5. imprimir comprovantes azul pra pegar o onibus DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estar as 16:00 no shopping eldorado :) HERE :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aí a viagem começa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;férias. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4414536723474651603?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4414536723474651603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4414536723474651603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4414536723474651603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4414536723474651603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/amanha.html' title='Amanhã'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-668707259595280667</id><published>2010-01-14T18:20:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:22:30.875-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Contagem regressiva</title><content type='html'>5 - HOJE :3 reunião marcada, férias confirmadas, perguntar sobre o vist&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Continuação do POC :) #fail &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;pagar contas antigas da vivo&lt;/span&gt;, depósito amex ok, vivo jan ok, eletropaulo ok, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;comprar passagens NY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Santa Ifigenia pra comprar a camera de laurinha e zé paulino pra comprar vestidinhos&lt;br /&gt;2 - Arrumar roupas e malas :)&lt;br /&gt;1 - Reunião com o chefe de manhã, reunião com o PV a tarde para concluir relatório :)&lt;br /&gt;0 - Últimos preparativos, despedidas e FÉRIAS *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-668707259595280667?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/668707259595280667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=668707259595280667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/668707259595280667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/668707259595280667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/contagem-regressiva.html' title='Contagem regressiva'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3709142144866996980</id><published>2010-01-14T15:13:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T15:18:35.312-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sempre passo aperto</title><content type='html'>aqui no trabalho porque eu nunca sei quando devo dar satisfações e quando não devo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa semana mesmo eu falei pro meu chefe que ia pro cliente terminar um POC e depois ia ficar de casa estudando. O POC durava até ontem, então a partir de hoje eu estaria estudando em casa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deu que terça eu passei muito mal lá no cliente e fui pra casa. Peguei uma dessas viroses instantâneas que metade da cidade tá pegando (e a zinha, minha empregada, tem uma teoria que a culpa é da água) e faltei o resto do POC. Hoje acordei melhor e vim pra IBM porque precisava fazer umas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chego na mesa do meu chefe e escuto "você não fez o que a gente combinou, né? Não te encontrei no sametime hora nenhuma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falei que tava doente, mas não devia ter falado, devia ter falado que o POC só acabaria ontem e que não temos acesso a internet lá do cliente. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que eu não canso de me queimar aqui dentro. Grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3709142144866996980?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3709142144866996980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3709142144866996980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3709142144866996980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3709142144866996980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/eu-sempre-passo-aperto.html' title='Eu sempre passo aperto'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3700877717511860089</id><published>2010-01-14T01:35:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T01:40:30.835-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vemnimim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S06RU9yVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ODnGvHU7MQU/s1600-h/sherlock-holmes-robert-downey-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S06RU9yVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ODnGvHU7MQU/s400/sherlock-holmes-robert-downey-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426434390397101426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e filme é AWESOME *-* &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preciso dizer mais nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3700877717511860089?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3700877717511860089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3700877717511860089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3700877717511860089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3700877717511860089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/vemnimim.html' title='Vemnimim'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/S06RU9yVJXI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ODnGvHU7MQU/s72-c/sherlock-holmes-robert-downey-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-752361921927445375</id><published>2010-01-13T13:31:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:31:47.324-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabelo e praia :)</title><content type='html'>Vou juntar nesse post todas as informações que encontrar que possam me ajudar a fazer meus cabelos (e das minhas amiguinhas) a sobreviver na praia :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Primeiro eu descobri que não é uma boa idéia fazer escova progressiva antes de ir pra praia, não vai ajudar a manter os cabelos comportados, vai dar mais trabalho de manter e pode ressecar ainda mais o cabelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Leve uma bombinha com água, condicionador (leave in) ou creme hidratante. A cada banho de mar, retire a umidade com uma toalha e borrife a mistura; -- Comprarei hoje na Ikesaki :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Sempre que seus cabelos estiverem com areia, evite penteá-los, para que os grãos não promovam uma esfoliação nos fios. O correto é deixar, temporariamente, a areia no cabelo e, durante o banho de mar, ou chuveiro, retirá-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Use produtos capilares com proteção solar; -- Providenciarei hoje tb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Beba muita água, pois ajuda na hidratação natural dos fios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Leve um creme hidratante e um shampoo de qualidade para a praia, assim a higienização será correta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Fazer uma escova, após a hidratação, ajuda a selar os fios e dificulta a entrada dos raios solares. -- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lembrar de levar os produtos pra escova!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Fazer hidratação duas vezes por semana vai ajudar a aliviar o ressecamento causado pela água do mar e escova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Não amarre ou prenda cabelos úmidos eles ficam mais frágeis e causa danos à estrutura dos fios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Um aviso importante não deixe condicionador no cabelo para tomar sol ou em ocasião nenhuma. Condicionador, quando não é retirado totalmente dos fios, ao invés de hidratar, resseca. Prefira o leave-in, sem enxágue, pois são específicos para serem deixados no cabelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Chapéus são sempre bem vindos na praia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Antes de entrar no mar ou na piscina, molhe bem a cabeça com água da torneira. O cabelo é como uma esponja: quanto mais molhado, menos sal e cloro ele absorverá. -- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Não sei como vamos fazer isso, mas é uma dica muito válida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por enquanto é isso :) vou tomar banho antes que mirela chegue e me mate pq ainda estou de pijamas! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-752361921927445375?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/752361921927445375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=752361921927445375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/752361921927445375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/752361921927445375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/cabelo-e-praia.html' title='Cabelo e praia :)'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3564881101480419603</id><published>2010-01-09T17:54:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:58:43.310-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Só dá tempo de dizer duas coisas</title><content type='html'>1: Eu ODEIO gente que não sabe lidar com liberdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Eu ODEIO mais ainda quem não sabe respeitar as outras pessoas. Quem quer que sejam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vou ali lidar com meu final de semana, já não bastasse a semana que eu tive D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Mi tá aqui. &lt;3 então dá pra abstrair 90% do tempo e curtir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E depois preciso contar a minha saga dessa semana no POC mais aventura da vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3564881101480419603?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3564881101480419603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3564881101480419603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3564881101480419603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3564881101480419603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-da-tempo-de-dizer-duas-coisas.html' title='Só dá tempo de dizer duas coisas'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3927110498861118615</id><published>2010-01-05T13:03:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:28:27.706-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='férias'/><title type='text'>Customized Counter</title><content type='html'>Customized Counter&lt;br /&gt;Time until Terça-feira, 19 de Janeiro de 2010, 22:00:00 (Recife time)&lt;br /&gt;14   days&lt;br /&gt;345   hours&lt;br /&gt;20732   minutes&lt;br /&gt;1243964   seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu to tentando parar, mas é impossível não abrir esse contador de tempos em tempos pra ver se o tempo já não passou mais do que o esperado :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a Vero começou com ele ainda faltavam mais de 100 dias. E olha agora! 14 *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes me sinto insuportável. Mas também é impossível não ficar esperando tanto por essas férias. Afinal, é Recife :3 E eu estou morrendo de saudades de todos os meus amores de lá. (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3927110498861118615?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3927110498861118615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3927110498861118615&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3927110498861118615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3927110498861118615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/customized-counter.html' title='Customized Counter'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8175260232733195250</id><published>2010-01-04T23:56:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:02:26.251-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ggm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Do amor e outros demônios</title><content type='html'>A casa se encheu de quantas dançarinas de corda, caixas de música e relógios mecânicos se viam nas feiras da Europa. O marquês espanou a tiorba italiana. Encordoou-a, afinou-a com uma perseverança que só o amor era capaz de explicar, e tomou a se acompanhar nas canções de antigamente cantadas com a boa voz e o mau ouvido que nem os anos nem as turvas recordações tinham alterado. Ela lhe perguntou num daqueles dias se era verdade, como diziam as canções, que o amor tudo podia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- É verdade - respondeu ele -, mas será melhor não acreditares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez, sempre &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8175260232733195250?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8175260232733195250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8175260232733195250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8175260232733195250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8175260232733195250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-amor-e-outros-demonios.html' title='Do amor e outros demônios'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-7205668318189244237</id><published>2010-01-04T16:14:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:29:39.580-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='férias'/><title type='text'>NY: Passagens.</title><content type='html'>Delta ou Aero Mexico?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira consideração foi a quantidade de vezes que aviões dessas cias caíram nos últimos 20 anos. Mas ficamos meio apavoradas e desistimos de levar isso em consideração antes que resolvessemos ir pra NY a pé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, ida e volta pela Delta está 1058,00 dólares e pela Aero México está 889 dólares. A da AM é muito mais barata, porém tem uma escala no méxico o que vai fazer com que o nossa viagem dure 17 horas e não 10, como seria pela Delta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o dólar a 1.75 eu acho que prefiro ir de Delta e pagar a diferença. Ganharei mais algumas horas em NY e não passarei 4 horas plantada no aeroporto do México esperando minha conexão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decidimos por Delta, então :D Agora falta apenas a porcaria do meu cartão de crédito do Itaú chegar pra eu poder comprar as passagens antes que as passagens subam mais! Ligarei pro itaú todos os dias até esse cartão chegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NY: nós vamos *-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-7205668318189244237?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/7205668318189244237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=7205668318189244237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7205668318189244237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7205668318189244237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/ny-passagens.html' title='NY: Passagens.'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1655469516693124300</id><published>2010-01-03T22:36:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:12:31.956-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Janeiro</title><content type='html'>Adoro época de férias &lt;3 mesmo que sejam férias dos outros :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro a casa cheia, adoro o tudo pra fazer que todo mundo tem. É esquisito mas gosto demais desse clima albergue que fica aqui em casa nesses meses. Malas e malas no chão, gente se esbarrando por todo canto, comidas feitas por todo mundo, tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse exato momento tem 6 pessoas na minha sala:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucélia, amiga de Recife que agora mora comigo, sentada no chão da sala usando o notebook.&lt;br /&gt;Mirian, mãe da Mari, que veio visitá-la pra fazer coisas pra ela enquanto ela faz as provas da segunda fase.&lt;br /&gt;Kim, namorado da mari, sentado numa cadeira ajudando a mari a estudar geometria analítica.&lt;br /&gt;Mari, que mora comigo há 6 meses, sentada do meu lado revisando as últimas fórmulas pra prova de amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;Pedro, meu primo, jogando PSP aqui do meu outro lado.&lt;br /&gt;E eu, escrevendo e assistindo The Mentalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, só eu percebi que aquela carinha que o Red John desenha na parede é a CARA do Jane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltando: e não acaba por aí :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu primo vai embora terça, a mãe da Mari vai embora sábado, mas ainda sexta chegam Mirela e Lucas &lt;3 direto de Recife pra passar 10 dias aqui em casa! Mirela é a penúltima da série melhores amigos de Recife que ainda precisam me visitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E depois disso ninguém vem porque EU VOU pra Recife *-* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1655469516693124300?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/1655469516693124300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=1655469516693124300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1655469516693124300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1655469516693124300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/testando.html' title='Janeiro'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4542139110935407150</id><published>2010-01-03T00:19:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:36:45.949-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Planejamento Geral (mensal) de Vida pra 2010</title><content type='html'>Isso mesmo. Resolvi que cada mês desse ano eu vou fazer ou participar de algo especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vários motivos e motivo nenhum, aí vai o começo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em janeiro tem meus quinzedias de férias em Recife :)&lt;br /&gt;Eu, meu namorado, minha prima e mais 7 amigos vamos passar 15 dias em Recife/Aracaju/Porto de Galinhas. Finalmente meus amigos de SP vão conhecer minha cidade &lt;3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fevereiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse mês eu virarei uma Cisco Certified Design Associate. A certificação de design de arquiteturas da Cisco, muito importante pra minha carreira e necessária pra revalidar meu CCDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Março&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formatura do Arake. Uma das pessoas que eu mais gosto de conversar no mundo, com quem eu sei que posso falar sobre tudo, um dos meus melhores amigos, meu ex-ex-namorado. &lt;3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abril&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei ainda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Primeira viagem pra NY! 15 dias de férias com a aninha pra conhecer NY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Junho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Julho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indefinidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Setembro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formatura da melhor amiga do mundo &lt;3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outubro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Novembro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dezembro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indefinidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4542139110935407150?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4542139110935407150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4542139110935407150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4542139110935407150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4542139110935407150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/planejamento-geral-mensal-de-vida-pra.html' title='Planejamento Geral (mensal) de Vida pra 2010'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8286136372988268241</id><published>2010-01-02T01:30:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T02:54:13.744-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiro de Janeiro</title><content type='html'>Adoro como os dias 1 de janeiro da minha vida começam. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes pulando ondinhas no mar, as vezes na casa da minha mãe, alguns começaram até na internet. Tem aqueles que guardo com mais carinho, os das as pessoas distantes, da areia por todos os lados, dos desconhecidos, das infinitas sms, dos brindes do nascer do sol, dos palavrões, das coisas que só quem estava comigo podem entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse primeiro de janeiro começou na casa da avó de um amigo. Esse amigo faz parte de um grupo que apareceu na minha vida esse ano e preencheu mais um pedaço da falta que sinto da minha cidade. São pessoas queridíssimas que me pegaram  pra amiga com todo o carinho, dengo e ciúmes que eu achava que não ia ver fora de Recife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se algo, aliás, pode resumir 2009 são as pessoas. Essas que me roubaram, as que me surpreenderam, as que se juntaram a mim como eu não esperava em 2008, as que me fizeram companhia nas situações mais improváveis e até as que mais me decepcionaram, o de sempre, mas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda estava meio perdida quando 2009 começou. 2008 terminou naquele boom de trabalho novo, cidade nova, uma casa, um namorado por perto e de novo um dia a dia que eu não conhecia.  E fui descobrindo tudo isso aos poucos e me revirou tanto que acabei por me descobrir em muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morar com o namorado foi ótimo e foi péssimo. E foi assim tão ao mesmo tempo que foi bem difícil decidir voltar atrás. Dias de nada, dias de tudo e uma única conclusão: fica pra quando a gente crescer. Claro que ainda temos o que crescer, ué, se temos tempos. E como temos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morar com a Mari foi a melhor coisa que me aconteceu no ano. Pode parecer sem sentido, chega a ser complicado explicar, mas foi. Ela me arrastou pra vários lugares, me acompanhou nos programas mais sem sentido, xingou quem não merecia, me fez rir horrores.. enfim, dessas coisas que não se explica, que melhores amigas fazem. Obrigada, Mari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morar com uma das melhores amigas, receber incontáveis amigos em casa, viajar pra ver amigos. Viajar pra Ribeirão foi uma das descobertas do ano! É sempre bom passar uns dias longe do próprio dia a dia e descobri que lá é um excelente lugar pra se fazer isso. Em Ribeirão eu também tenho amigos incríveis e uma das melhores amigas do mundo que se mete e me leva junto nas coisas mais legais e que também topa qualquer coisa pra se divertir. Viajarei muito mais pra Ribeirão em 2010, essa é certeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim 2009 chegou ao fim: entre visitas, a casa cheia, a eterna bagunça que parece não ter jeito, filmes da disney e vícios em músicas bobas, muita raiva do namorado e certezas e planos pra fazer de 2010 um ano melhor ainda, como só nós, otimistas, conseguimos entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora preciso dar uma renovada nesse blog, né?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8286136372988268241?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8286136372988268241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8286136372988268241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8286136372988268241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8286136372988268241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2010/01/primeiro-de-janeiro.html' title='Primeiro de Janeiro'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-5892976622549878699</id><published>2009-11-23T17:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:04:16.542-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Se ajeita, menina.</title><content type='html'>Que nada e tudo é esse na minha vida, por favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não escrevo, não quero, não gosto, sei lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece meio nublado, cheio de meias decisões e atitudes mal resolvidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será novembro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que a vida tá matando minha felicidade de ser? Ou será que não condiz mais comigo minhas antigas manias e meus famosos quereres? Terei de mudar tudo agora? DE NOVO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque, de fato, vai ver que é isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou talvez o mundo esteja olhando demais pra mim (ou agora eu me sinta assim). Preciso realmente tomar tanto cuidado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não digo só das escolhas da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alias, sobre essas, eu preciso dizer que me ressurgiu uma mania que de nada me fez bem no passado: planejar e calcular cada passo. Lembro que fiquei paranóica e foi preciso de um fim de semana fazendo nada pra eu me recuperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o maldito meio termo que nunca vem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou será que eu to sentindo falta é de uma fase histérica e sem sentido que me tomou a vida por um certo tempo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez pra tudo isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu to feliz, tendo dias muito felizes x) de um jeito que de uma forma ou de outra não se pode contornar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aos velhos novos planos do século!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-5892976622549878699?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5892976622549878699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=5892976622549878699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5892976622549878699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/5892976622549878699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/11/se-ajeita-menina.html' title='Se ajeita, menina.'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3568263611473936209</id><published>2009-10-22T15:36:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:45:30.256-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiaiaiaiiaiaiaiai</title><content type='html'>Já não bastasse toda a ansiedade que envolve as férias de Janeiro ~ comecei a planejar as de Maio... :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem quer ir pros EUA comigo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3568263611473936209?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3568263611473936209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3568263611473936209&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3568263611473936209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3568263611473936209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/10/aiaiaiaiiaiaiaiai.html' title='Aiaiaiaiiaiaiaiai'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1962358834042789921</id><published>2009-10-18T15:08:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:51:48.759-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Programação Fim de Ano 2009 :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19-23/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treinamento de SUT. Todos os dias, das 9 as 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prova de SUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23-25/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tia Duda vem visitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29-02/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belo Horizonte :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;05-09/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucélia vem visitar :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25(10)-07/12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estudar e tirar CCDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09-15/12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recife comemorar meu aniversário :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25/12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29-02/01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajar pra algum lugar pra passar ano novo com clarinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E depois disso tuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudo ainda tenho que esperar 17 dias pra tirar férias e ir pro que promete ser as melhores férias dos últimos anos =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1962358834042789921?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/1962358834042789921/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=1962358834042789921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1962358834042789921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1962358834042789921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/10/programacao-fim-de-ano-2009-3.html' title='Programação Fim de Ano 2009 :3'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4811203655268446973</id><published>2009-10-13T00:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:26:01.583-03:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>Minha mãe, sete irmãos, um avô, uma avó e um bando de primo. Comemorações com a família mais feliz, animada e comilona do mundo. O churrasqueiro tá até agora chocado com o quanto esse povo comeu lá em porto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltas pelas feirinhas, passeio com os primos, guerras de dominó e bolo de chocolate de tia lúcia. Vestidos novos feitos pela tia e tanta história que n dá nem pra contar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fugir com meu primo a noite, ficar na areia na beira da praia escondidos pela jangada variando entre cerveja e caipirinha. Dançar com ele no mar com água pelos joelhos e morrer de rir, quase cair e só chegar em casa as quatro da manhã. Ainda sinto areia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dormir 3 ou 4 horas por noite e acordar pra fazer mais ainda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fugir do mundo e ir pra casa nova de Thiago, ficar deitada na cama de Ricardo onde eu me sinto a pessoa mais querida e amada do mundo inteiro. Louca de tão feliz dançando Lily Allen pela casa, falando tudo que não devia e bebendo mais ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanti, Thiago, Ricardo, Cassio e Calleb e a noite consegue ser melhor ainda. Daquelas de fazer você rir como vc nem lembrava mais que dava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recife (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4811203655268446973?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4811203655268446973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4811203655268446973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4811203655268446973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4811203655268446973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='~'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1270380070327827079</id><published>2009-10-03T03:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T03:11:49.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'>eu tinha até esquecido</title><content type='html'>que dá pra caber tanta tristeza num dia só ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1270380070327827079?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/1270380070327827079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=1270380070327827079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1270380070327827079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1270380070327827079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-tinha-ate-esquecido.html' title='eu tinha até esquecido'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-7063685391982886032</id><published>2009-09-28T11:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T11:13:40.028-03:00</updated><title type='text'>:333</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SsDEWt96fvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/LI73DOJaRcA/s1600-h/vero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SsDEWt96fvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/LI73DOJaRcA/s400/vero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386521048910561010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adooooooooooooro ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não me mata.&lt;br /&gt;HAUHAUH (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-7063685391982886032?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/7063685391982886032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=7063685391982886032&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7063685391982886032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/7063685391982886032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/333.html' title=':333'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SsDEWt96fvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/LI73DOJaRcA/s72-c/vero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-355075163463055492</id><published>2009-09-24T15:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:00:41.107-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu pai tá aqui :D</title><content type='html'>E ali perto do metrô ana rosa ele solta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Caralho, gabi. Bomboniere GABRIELA? Morando na Vila MARIANA? perto do metro ANA Rosa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu moro aqui ha 1 ano e nunca tinha percebido isso XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariana é minha irmã, Ana é minha mãe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-355075163463055492?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/355075163463055492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=355075163463055492&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/355075163463055492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/355075163463055492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/meu-pai-ta-aqui-d.html' title='Meu pai tá aqui :D'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4595874848094091212</id><published>2009-09-22T11:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:22:10.519-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mafalda (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SrjdP4oSDWI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ezpIHzcO8UQ/s1600-h/lalala+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SrjdP4oSDWI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ezpIHzcO8UQ/s400/lalala+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384296619490544994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buenos aires :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tava frio demais nesse dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o ruim de quando algo bom acontece depois de outro algo ruim é lembrar que o bom aconteceu mesmo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4595874848094091212?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4595874848094091212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4595874848094091212&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4595874848094091212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4595874848094091212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/mafalda-l.html' title='Mafalda (L)'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SrjdP4oSDWI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ezpIHzcO8UQ/s72-c/lalala+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4048851557833211347</id><published>2009-09-21T23:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:48:37.397-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Para a noite</title><content type='html'>Tomou banho, secou cabelo, fez cachinhos e foi jantar. Pôs maquiagem rosinha, a calcinha mais bonita e uma roupa que achou que ele fosse gostar. Checou toda a programação só pra dizer que não. Queria o sapato mais bonito, mas machucava o pé, escolheu outro esperando que ele não fosse se importar (como se isso coubesse, ora essa). Sentou pra esperar e já quase não aguentava mais quando o barulho tocou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ele chegou :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o engraçado disso é perceber que tudo no seu dia pode ser bom, menos o que você esperava que fosse. Todo o antes e até o depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To seriamente desconfiado disso"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4048851557833211347?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4048851557833211347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4048851557833211347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4048851557833211347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4048851557833211347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/para-noite.html' title='Para a noite'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8329925166905653350</id><published>2009-09-20T21:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:28:39.949-03:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidências absurdas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SrbIhmbkzCI/AAAAAAAAAPY/dxH6DpHutMY/s1600-h/lol.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SrbIhmbkzCI/AAAAAAAAAPY/dxH6DpHutMY/s400/lol.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383710884145450018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8329925166905653350?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8329925166905653350/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8329925166905653350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8329925166905653350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8329925166905653350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/coincidencias-absurdas.html' title='coincidências absurdas'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SrbIhmbkzCI/AAAAAAAAAPY/dxH6DpHutMY/s72-c/lol.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-744635974026911146</id><published>2009-09-20T20:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:20:43.981-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Miau :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/Sra4mH7_YtI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IB-xDt2Xbog/s1600-h/lalala+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/Sra4mH7_YtI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IB-xDt2Xbog/s400/lalala+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383693369673212626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acabei de fazer :) num ficou lindo??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-744635974026911146?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/744635974026911146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8890899480926718121</id><published>2009-09-19T11:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:22:03.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'>o sonho mais legal XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cafeínamaru &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;era soh oq me faltava, sonhei com bruninho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;HAUHAUHAUHAUAHUAHAUHAUHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cafeínamaru &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;sério&lt;br /&gt;olha que surreal como chegou nele no sonho&lt;br /&gt;eu tava sendo procurado por umas pessoas&lt;br /&gt;e eu conseguia viajar pelo tempo e mudar de aparencia&lt;br /&gt;e era uma ciosa frenetica&lt;br /&gt;eu ficava toda hora viajando&lt;br /&gt;e mudando&lt;br /&gt;mas essas pessoas levavam segundos pra me achar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; o_O vc sonhou com doctor who XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cafeínamaru &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ai de repente o Allen falou algo sobre seriados brasileiros&lt;br /&gt;e eu falei algo tipo "nossa, sei como é. baixar série brasileira é um terror, demora muuuuito pra sair os releases e tudo mais. dai tem que esperar tipo alto da compadecida que ja acabou. se for via torrent leva uns 2 dias, mas no site DE BRUNINHO vai uns 3&lt;br /&gt;e falei isso pra tirar onda com vc que nem tava la&lt;br /&gt;mas de repente a gente tava na sua casa [que não era sua casa] e alguém falou "falando em bruninho, olha ele aí"&lt;br /&gt;ai surgiu um rapaz magrinho meio sarado, todo surfista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; O________________O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cafeínamaru &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ai junto surgiu uma amiga sua que parecia a amiga da boogie daquele dia&lt;br /&gt;e ela perguntou onde vc tava&lt;br /&gt;ai alguem falou "ela ta ali no tubo"&lt;br /&gt;ai eu olhei e tinha tipo um tobogã passando no meio da sua casa&lt;br /&gt;e eu pensei com a maior naturalidade "ah, a maho ta ali dentro.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;UAHUHAUAHUAHUAHUAHUAHUAHUHAUAHAUHUAhUA&lt;br /&gt;o sonho do século&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cafeínamaru &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;paheuoaheuoahea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8890899480926718121?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-3192059278262923099</id><published>2009-09-18T11:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:48:45.595-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cibelle</title><content type='html'>mai loca que a tia do batman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAUHAHAUAHUAH :~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o maru sobreviveu, a ayinha gostou, eu e o murilo esperamos por deixa e até o flávio achou interessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ganhei maria rita &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setembro já foi mais da metade. quero outubro. eu sei que parece bobo, mas olha só:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;br /&gt;ei&lt;br /&gt;tu percebeu que mês é esse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;²Carol {aula} diz:&lt;br /&gt;CARAI&lt;br /&gt;SETEMBRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;br /&gt;sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;²Carol {aula} diz:&lt;br /&gt;HELL&lt;br /&gt;ta tudo explicado&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é que é sempre assim, vai entender.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-3192059278262923099?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/3192059278262923099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=3192059278262923099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3192059278262923099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/3192059278262923099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/cibelle.html' title='Cibelle'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8961540971288513074</id><published>2009-09-17T00:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T00:54:15.600-03:00</updated><title type='text'>perdi.</title><content type='html'>pensei que o show da lily allen fosse dia 18, mas foi hoje, dia 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é por essas que eu odeio setembro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8961540971288513074?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8961540971288513074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8961540971288513074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8961540971288513074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8961540971288513074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/perdi.html' title='perdi.'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-9047208567481951636</id><published>2009-09-04T20:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:24:13.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um dia antes de viajar</title><content type='html'>e eu to mega cansada, resfriada, com a garganta muito ferrada, arrumando a casa que tá uma zona, lavando roupa porque não tem nada limpo pra viajar e morrendo de fome porque não tem nada pra comer também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e n tem ngm pra conversar comigo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-9047208567481951636?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/9047208567481951636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=9047208567481951636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/9047208567481951636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/9047208567481951636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/um-dia-antes-de-viajar.html' title='Um dia antes de viajar'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-5932328541639433090</id><published>2009-09-03T00:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:08:53.167-03:00</updated><title type='text'>cabelo novo :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/Sp8zNuwxdBI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0nEiqT-M7_k/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/Sp8zNuwxdBI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0nEiqT-M7_k/s400/hair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377072791087576082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(porque eu sei que a vero n vai ver no twitter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-5932328541639433090?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5932328541639433090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=5932328541639433090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1060851545664880469</id><published>2009-09-02T00:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:24:14.982-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ódio</title><content type='html'>- Expositores deverão trajar calça social e uma camiseta pólo cor verde escura, que será fornecida no momento do credenciamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH REALLY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1060851545664880469?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/1060851545664880469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=1060851545664880469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1060851545664880469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1060851545664880469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/odio.html' title='ódio'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-8290686013050677449</id><published>2009-09-01T22:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:20:10.932-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu lembro</title><content type='html'>que quando eu era criança e tava indo pra praia, a gente sempre virava na rua daquela lojinha nova da contém 1g. Lembro que na época eu achava o nome legal e ficava me perguntando que tipo de coisas continham 1g. Descobri que lá vendia perfumes, ganhei um de presente de qualquercoisa e achei horrível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por muito tempo contém 1g pra mim foi só isso: um vidrinho pequeno dum perfume verde que eu detestava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É engraçado pensar nisso hoje. Hoje que essa loja desgraçada leva embora boa parte do meu salário com suas malditas maquiagens lindas. Os perfumes eu ainda n tive coragem de testar de novo, mas cada vez que paro num daqueles stands do meio dos shoppings sobra sempre pro meu cartão de crédito. u_u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só nessa semana ~ 1 Magnify Sempre Rosa, 1 Magnify Rosa Clássico, 1 Primer e 1 sombra pêssego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a culpa, CLARO é da Clara Coutinho que chegou aqui em janeiro desse ano dando xiliques sobre um tal de color adapt. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-8290686013050677449?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8290686013050677449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=8290686013050677449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8290686013050677449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/8290686013050677449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/eu-lembro.html' title='Eu lembro'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-1595845262957914419</id><published>2009-09-01T11:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:51:14.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a vida &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Renato diz:&lt;br /&gt; tá aí, flagelada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;br /&gt; to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renato diz:&lt;br /&gt; vem&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;br /&gt; eu vou pra buenos aires sábado :~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renato diz:&lt;br /&gt; estou com saudade de você&lt;br /&gt; em pé no meu sofá&lt;br /&gt; avacalhando tudo e cantando &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabi. diz:&lt;br /&gt; uahuahauhauhuhaUAHUAHUAH&lt;br /&gt; HIEAHEOIAHe&lt;br /&gt; &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-1595845262957914419?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/1595845262957914419/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=1595845262957914419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1595845262957914419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/1595845262957914419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/09/vida-3.html' title='a vida &lt;3'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7758947898422817969.post-4766041075312076148</id><published>2009-08-26T19:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:11:43.434-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo começou porque eu queria um celular novo</title><content type='html'>E pra isso, claro, um bom motivo. Porque eu queria um celular bonitinho que desse pra ler e-mail :D Aí meti na cabeça que precisava disso e comecei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro perdi horas tentando redirecionar meus e-mail de trabalho pro gmail. Sem sucesso, a segurança não permite que os e-mails de trabalho sejam redirecionados. Descobri então um webmail em teste na intranet, li todo o faq e descobri que não dá pra ser acessado de fora daqui. Descontente, fui atrás de um jeito de acessar o site via um proxy pra conseguir logar no tal webmail. Encontrei uma lista de proxys - mas não funcionou. Mas eu precisava dar um jeito, pq eu "não aguento mais ficar em casa esperando e-mail dos outros! eu quero ver e-mails de qualquer lugar!!!" Continuei procurando, tentei achar o install do software da VPN e consegui!! Que ótimo! Agora eu vou poder comprar um netbook, instalar o software e acessar meu e-mail via web! AMÉM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra que mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra nada, né? Porque eu vivo em casa e só n to colada no notebook quando to dormindo. E mesmo assim ele dorme embaixo da minha cama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso arrumar mais o que fazer dessa vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E comprar de vez um celular normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7758947898422817969-4766041075312076148?l=abusodomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4766041075312076148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7758947898422817969&amp;postID=4766041075312076148&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4766041075312076148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7758947898422817969/posts/default/4766041075312076148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abusodomundo.blogspot.com/2009/08/tudo-comecou-porque-eu-queria-um.html' title='Tudo começou porque eu queria um celular novo'/><author><name>Gabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995256001265781677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BwSu3Ex36Kc/SMsP45__bXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cTMeLoAKpyI/S220/bolinhas2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
