<?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-26265312</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:47:22.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Van_Strawberry [Stupid Doll]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115620859746719241</id><published>2006-08-21T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T18:15:49.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/Imagem%20140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/Imagem%20140.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naum! naum morri ainda!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kda dia q passa fico com mais preguiça pra postar aki!! o//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por isso lah vai um video q eu fix e postei no Youtube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTOU OUVINDO:&lt;/em&gt; Bad Day, do Daniel Powter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOTO POSTADA:&lt;/em&gt; eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MÚSICA Q VC ESCUTA NO MEU BLOG:&lt;/em&gt; olha no player e leia! num gostou da mska?? aperta o stop e seja felix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZda-NwiaOo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZda-NwiaOo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26265312-115620859746719241?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115620859746719241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115620859746719241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115620859746719241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115620859746719241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/08/naum-naum-morri-ainda-kda-dia-q-passa.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115482097769058763</id><published>2006-08-05T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T17:52:52.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/Imagem%20139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/Imagem%20139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/festivaal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/festivaal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;caaaalma!!!!! Não morri (ainda), e nem quero morrer tão cedo ;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fikei esse tempo td pra postar pq estava meio doente e sem nda o que dizer akii (como sempre)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hj resolvi ir num festival emOcore q teve aki em sp, ao lado do Metrô Penha. Tinhas as bandas Nx Zero, Fresno, Cueio Limão e mais umas otras q num conhecia (nas otras fotos tem o nome das bandas)... foi perfeiiiitoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;eu estava lah, dançando q nem uma louca, qnd o guitarrista do Nx Zero (q num sei o nome!^^) começou a tocar deitado. Isso mesmo!! DEITADO!! eu fikei completamente histerica q dei um berro - daqueles que se destacam na multidao -. Ele ficou surpreso, e deu um sorrisinho pra mim - naum um sorrisinho amarelado, como a maioria dos integrantes de banda fazem, um sorriso verdadeiro mesmo. Fiquei morrendo de vergonha. Todo mundo olhando pra mim ;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;mas eh sOh.. era pra eu ter ficado lah ateh as 10 da noite, mas como eu fui sozinha com uma menina (dona da camera da foto q eu colokei hj) e fomos sozinhas de metrô, entaum a gnt teve d voltar mais cedo. Pelo menos deu pra ver as q eu mais keria, Fresno, Nx Zero, Cueio Limão e mais uma tal d Autonomo (q num conheço x:, mas era perfeittaaaa) ^^~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;mas o dia foi muuuuito perfeito!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;bom ehh soohh.. prometo nunca mais ficar tanto tempo sem postar nda ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Música Do Dia:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fresno - Evaporar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(pq berrei pacas qnd tocaram essa musica)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Foto 2: Cartaz do Festival d Hoje ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Foto 1: Eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(duas horas antes de ir pro show, na casa da minha amiga, q foi comigo)&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/26265312-115482097769058763?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115482097769058763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115482097769058763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115482097769058763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115482097769058763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/08/caaaalma-no-morri-ainda-e-nem-quero_05.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115438465900946480</id><published>2006-07-31T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T15:24:19.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/%28LL%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/%28LL%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bom, num tenho nda pra postar aki ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portanto vai lah um video do MCR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6odCIXxKgpQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6odCIXxKgpQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh uma entrevista d uma turnÊ xamada Taste Of Chaos ^^~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MÚSICA DO DIA: Cigarette Smoke - Arctic Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;FOTO: Gerard Way (vocalista do My Chemical Romance)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26265312-115438465900946480?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115438465900946480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115438465900946480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115438465900946480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115438465900946480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/07/bom-num-tenho-nda-pra-postar-aki.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115405628856977465</id><published>2006-07-27T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T20:11:28.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/lindinha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/lindinha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hoje na escola nos viramos para nosso lado infantil (como sempre ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ficamos o dia inteiro na escola cantando Mamonas Assassinas, imitando As Meninas Super-Poderosas (não sei pq, mas eu sempre fiz o papel da Lindinha), ouvimos muuuuuuuuuuuuuito My Chemical Romance (como se a gnt não fizéssemos isso todos os dias), ensaiamos coreografia, dormimos a tarde inteira (claro, cada uma na sua casa =x), fomos expulsas da sala (por mandar o professor para a pura que o pariu)... foi um dia ótimo, mesmo sendo em aula ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;até fomos na casa da Pânico para assistir Chocolate com Pimenta! ;DDDDD~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;e fomos felizes para sempre (até amanhã de manhã, quando o despertador tocar às 6:30 da manh/a ¬¬°)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lindinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Música do Dia: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Chemical Romance - The Ghost Of You&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/26265312-115405628856977465?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115405628856977465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115405628856977465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115405628856977465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115405628856977465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/07/hoje-na-escola-nos-viramos-para-nosso.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115388234036410421</id><published>2006-07-25T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T19:52:20.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/eu%20e%20minha%20miguxas%20no%20asilo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/eu%20e%20minha%20miguxas%20no%20asilo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/eu%20e%20minha%20miguxas%20no%20asilo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;dia legal (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;volta às aulas com "todo o vapor", brincando de "parara, parati, parara, parari parara..." e cantando musikinhas da Xuxa, e, é claro, dancinhas do Bob Esponja! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;e ainda me mato de rir com essas minhas amigas de escola xD~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;eh soh... vim aki soh pra atualizar msm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Foto: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Friends (eu deitada no chão, Carot jogada em cima de Panico, q estah d preto, e Alê, q estah d boné)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Música do Dia: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fall Out Boy - Sugar, We're Going Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26265312-115388234036410421?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115388234036410421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115388234036410421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115388234036410421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115388234036410421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/07/dia-legal-volta-s-aulas-com-todo-o.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115353714916339094</id><published>2006-07-21T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T20:00:42.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/funeria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/funeria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(sem assunto, eh claro!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O lugar pode ser chato &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pode não ter nada pra fazer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas uma companhia agradável inverte tudo isso &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E afinal, o que importa não é isso? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O lugar é só um lugar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas as pessoas não são só pessoas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Foto:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Funéria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(me sinto como ela hj... psicótica e triste)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Música do Dia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yellow - Coldplay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(pq a mska eh triste e estou ouvindo ela pela 1.000.000.000ª vez)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26265312-115353714916339094?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115353714916339094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115353714916339094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115353714916339094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115353714916339094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/07/sem-assunto-eh-claro.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115344141054188792</id><published>2006-07-20T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T20:16:32.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/i%20like%20emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/i%20like%20emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas eh claro q eu sumi!!! Ou v6 keriam q eu postasse do pc do xato do meu primo, q num dexa fazer poga nenhuma em qlqr coisa dele???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sim, fikei tooooodo esse tempo na ksa da minha avoh, a Dona Elena! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e, pra variar, num fiz absolutamente nda d bom, a naum ser ir ontem ao cinema assistir Superman com minha tia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a fila estava enorme. Chegava na porta da entrada do shopping. Estranhei, por ser apenas uma quarta-feira, mas concordei com minha tia qnd ela disse q "o pessoal estah d ferias e veio trazer a criançada, aproveitando q eh o dia mais barato d vir no cinema"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dpois d ficar meia-hora na fila, entramos (finalmente!) na sala. Estava vazia. Suspirei e disse comigo mesma:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Ahh, q bom q estah vazia! Finalmente chegou um dia em q a pirralhada naum vai estar aki para encher a minha paciencia! ^^~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;como eu estava errada, meu Deus (naum q eu acreditasse em um Deus, mas...)! Nao deu nem 3 minutos e apareceu uma familia: tres casais, suponho q sejam os pais e os tios, e mais umas 2 crianças d kda casal, ou seja, se for bom d matematica, vai chegar a conclusao q entrou nakela hora 6 crianças d uma soh vez! jah comecei a ficar nervosa, mas qnd vi q eles se sentaram bem longe d mim me acalmei.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soh q minha calma naum durou mt qnd eu vi uma fila enorme d crianças e seus pais e/ou tios entrando na sala e subindo as escadas. Pensei:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Pelo menos estaum subindo as escadas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(eu estava sentada na 2° fileira, ou seja, ond naum precisava, ainda, subir as escadas)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mantive ainda minha calma... qnd apareceu DEZ crianças, em uma excursao d uma creche. Se sentaram na fileira d tras. A criança q se sentou atras d mim parecia ser a mais retardada de todas. Era uma menina com os cabelos loiros e lisos. Estava com o uniforme da "escolinha", e tinha pernas curtas. Pensei (ando pensando mt ultimamente):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Pq essa excursao naum foi ver "Os Sem-Floresta", "Carros" ou algum otro desenho estupido, ao inves d vir assistir "Superman", e ainda legendado??? ...essas coisas soh acontecem comigo mesmo... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a sala do cinema estava completamente lotada... e, eh claro, sempre tinha akelas crianças na faixa dos 8, 9 anos q estavam acompanhada dos pais e q naum paravam d falar um instante. E a seçao era legendada, ou seja, como os pais tem a falta d vergonha d levar as crianças nessa fase, q mal sabem ler, para ver um filme legendado???? Ou serah q elas tem a capacidad mais avançada q a minha, q soh fui aprender a ler legendas d filmes com 11 anos??? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as luzes se apagaram. Tinha estranhado pq a menina da frente ainda naum veio encher a minha paciencia, chutando a cadeira ou conversando com a criança do lado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Durante os &lt;em&gt;traillers, &lt;/em&gt;minha tia cutuca no meu braço e pergunta:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Vc vai kerer pipoca?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu respondi:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Mas eh claro!!! Vc vai lah comprar ou ker q eu vah??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela responde, com kra d "santa":&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Vai vc, por favor??? eu estou velha para essas coisas ...........(minha tia sempre diz isso qnd pede algo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo bem. Eu fui. Chegando lah, a fila ateh q estava fazia. Parecia q o povo tinha acabado d almoçar e naum estava mt a fim d pipoca. Qnd eu estava fazendo meu pedido, apareceu uns tres carinhas (akeles q curtem black ) ridiculos d feios atras d mim (na fila, eh claro!). Eles estavam conversando sobre o filme q eles iam assitir (pelas descriçoes dele, era Premoniçao 3). Olhei para o lado, dar uma olhada nos corredores (na verdad era pra disfarçar e ouvir melhor a conversa deles). Eles viram q eu tava com um lacinho no cabelo. O mais feio (eh sempre o mais feio) comenta com o colega dele, diz bem alto, com o proposito d eu ouvir:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Olha soh essa minina da frente... eh emO... tsc tsc tsc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O outro comenta:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-emo... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem liguei. Peguei a pipoca e o refrigerante e fui embora, mas qnd eu passei por eles, tive q tirar o chiclete q eu estava masclando e colei no cabelo comprido do q fez akele comentario impertinente... eu num ia sair d lah sem fazer nda, neh??? huahauhauahu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entrei na sala e a menina estava kietinha. Estava passando a entrada no filme, com akele musikinha ridicula (a do Superman, q vc sabe mt bem cual eh) . Sentei e comecei a comer minha pipoca.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estava lah eu comendo a pipoca e ficando toda lambusada d manteiga, qnd aparece o ator do Superman. Comecei a tossir, engasgada com a pipoca. Minha tia perguntou o q houve, eu apenas apontei para a tela, q ainda estava passando o rosto dele. Ela começou a dar gargalhadas. A pobre riu tanto q a menininha q estava atras d mim cutucou ela e fez sinal de silencio (como dedo na boca, igual os cartazes dos hospitais). Minha tia colocou a mao na boca para segurar as gargalhadas, e eu lah, engasgada. Meu irmao nao fazia nda: nem ria, nem me ajudava com meu "engasgamento". Apenas tentava prestar atenção no filme. Dei um gole no meu refrigerante (um gole tao grande q eu praticamente acabei com a pobre coca-cola). Nda mais d &lt;em&gt;engasgamento&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom, o filme acabou, eu saih encantada por ver a beleza do ator principal, e surpresa por ver q a menininha se comportou mt bem. Nem tacar pipoca em mim ela tacou!!^^ ...Isso mostra q a Educaçao Brasileira estah kda dia melhor! (Y)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jah flei d+, neh??? ¬¬°&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;=***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foto:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;emO &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(pra dar uma licao nakeles garotos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Musica do dia: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vindicated - Dashboard Confessional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(trilha sonora do Spider-Man 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26265312-115344141054188792?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115344141054188792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115344141054188792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115344141054188792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115344141054188792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/07/mas-eh-claro-q-eu-sumi-ou-v6-keriam-q.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115292525356852219</id><published>2006-07-14T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T19:28:52.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/cherryyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/cherryyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As vezes tenho medo d mim mesma... principalmente de madrugada, qnd fico inspirada e escrevo taaaaanta besteira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"espero que nao se importe em colocar isso em palavras... como o mundo eh maravilhoso qnd vc naum existe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"para ser honesta, venho esperado por vc por toda a minha vida"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;soh eu msm, vio???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Musica do dia -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The Killers - Mr. Brightside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Foto:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cherry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;(dpois d tanto comer chiclete d cereja^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26265312-115292525356852219?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115292525356852219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115292525356852219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115292525356852219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115292525356852219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/07/as-vezes-tenho-medo-d-mim-mesma.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115284010312288315</id><published>2006-07-13T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T19:29:13.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/;D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/%3BD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sabe akeles dias em q td dah errado?? Esse foi meu dia d hj...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com esse maldito ataque dos PCCs (d novo), fikei sem bus pra ir na Galeria do Rock (eh tipo d um shopping pra rockeiro aki em sp). Claro, eu keria aproveitar q hj eh dia mundial do rock e comprar algumas coisas (estava procurando uns bottons do My Chemical Romance)... mas com essas p**rra d PCC, fikei o dia do rock "aproveitando" o especial da MTV (graaaande programa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas isso naum eh td... ontem eu estava passando na rua com minha camisa do My Chemical Romance e com duas prisilhinhas vermelhas no cabelo, qnd aparece um casal d goticos e dizem um para o outro: "num sei o q eh pior, a banda da camisa ou as prisilhinhas no cabelo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, como eu fikei P da vida com eles... vai xingar minha banda preferida, vai??? para retrucar, nem fiz mta coisa: vi q os dois estavam com uma camisa da banda Lacrimosa e disse para meu imrao, q estava do meu lado: "num sei o q eh pior, Lacrimosa ou um casal gotico &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vcs axam q eu faria o q??? brigaria com eles??? bateria? sairia correndo??? nem pensar!!! soh o homem tinha o triplo da minha altura (eles pareciam ter uns 20 anos... e eu sou uma pirralhinha ainda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh foda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas, ainda sobre ir na Galeria do Rock, vou amanhan, nem se for a peh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Foto:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ouvindo:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Keane - Is It Any Wonder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26265312-115284010312288315?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115284010312288315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115284010312288315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115284010312288315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115284010312288315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/07/vcs-axam-q-eu-faria-o-q-brigaria-com.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26265312.post-115259381772086010</id><published>2006-07-10T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T19:33:48.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/1600/sapinhu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2999/2749/320/sapinhu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oii!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sabe akeles dias q vc num tem absolutamente nda pra fazer, nem dizer??? entaum... esse foi o meu dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acordei 1 da tarde com meu irmao enchendo o saco (como d costume)...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fikei praticamente o dia td na frente do pc, mas soh agora veio a ideia d fazer um blog, eh mole????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bom eh soh... tah meio tarde e amanhan eu vou sair...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amanhan, c eu tiver algo d interessante pra dizer, eu venho aki postar, okay???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Musica do Dia - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My Chemical Romance - To The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26265312-115259381772086010?l=vaniway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/feeds/115259381772086010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26265312&amp;postID=115259381772086010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115259381772086010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26265312/posts/default/115259381772086010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaniway.blogspot.com/2006/07/oii-sabe-akeles-dias-q-vc-num-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>:: Welcome to My Blog ::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04926946647411575433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
