<?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-7837605157186334741</id><updated>2011-08-01T19:52:12.426-02:00</updated><category term='branco'/><category term='bom'/><category term='shampoo'/><title type='text'>Gurias</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uma mulher deve fazer tudo q seu homem deseja!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UHAHUAHUAHAUHAHUAHUA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tá...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sendo assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu é meu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu sendo meu, acabo sendo tua dona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sendo tua dona, eu mando em ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lenz sagt: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandando em ti, eu que sei o que tu faz ou deixa de fazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ganhei!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G. sagt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(H)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homens, sempre se acham espertos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-3758204583023873175?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3758204583023873175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=3758204583023873175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-5787807195716541681?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5787807195716541681/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=5787807195716541681&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/5787807195716541681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/5787807195716541681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/04/quando-as-diferencas-se-encontram.html' title='Quando as diferenças se encontram...'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SeuXl4PZtKI/AAAAAAAABRo/AfrlomtyetY/s72-c/DSC07656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-4450929276924742828</id><published>2009-04-06T14:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:25:42.297-02:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Espero que gostem.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" 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title='.'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-5302226053414277288</id><published>2009-03-23T21:55:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:01:36.684-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A maldita crise de segunda-feira</title><content type='html'>Pra quem não sabe o que foi a minha crise de segunda-feira, explico resumidamente a seguir:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faço três cadeiras na faculdade, e uma delas é na segunda-feira,&lt;br /&gt;só que fazia duas semanas (obs: estamos em aula a três semanas),&lt;br /&gt;que eu não frequentava as aulas..&lt;br /&gt;Não por preguiça, nem falta de vontade, mas toda segunda-feira me&lt;br /&gt;dava uma dor de cabeça e um mal estar horrível..&lt;br /&gt;eu acabava indo para casa dormir, e no dia seguinte estava tudo bem..&lt;br /&gt;mas qndo chegou novamente segunda-feira, outra vez senti o mal estar..&lt;br /&gt;Então chegamos a conclusão que era "uma crise de segunda-feira".&lt;br /&gt;Mas como não poderia faltar novamente, tomei remédio pra tudo q é coisa&lt;br /&gt;no domingo a noite, e hj (segunda-feira) cá estou eu na aula de Informática!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="file://o/"&gt;\\o&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post besta, mas não poderia deixar passar em branco esta minha vitória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora, deixem eu voltar a "enumerar páginas"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-5302226053414277288?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0o45YcXNr4/SaX_8ZYpGUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/l4wo-EeRcGM/S220/fots+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-2612617789885608323</id><published>2009-03-22T15:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:01:15.269-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme..</title><content type='html'>Resolvi responder o meme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 coisas sobre mim (Nanda):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Ando com preguiça de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;2- Nunca durmi tanto na minha vida como ultimamente.&lt;br /&gt;3- Não sei o que anda acontecendo comigo.&lt;br /&gt;4- Minha cabeça não funciona mais direito.&lt;br /&gt;5- Ando esquecendo de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;6- Acho que estou ficando meio "louca".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse é meu resumo dos ultimos tempos..&lt;br /&gt;E desculpem por não responder dos 6 blogs..&lt;br /&gt;Mas ando com preguiça até ler os blogs por ae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjuh&lt;div 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title='Meme..'/><author><name>Nanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04134605493144621862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0o45YcXNr4/SaX_8ZYpGUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/l4wo-EeRcGM/S220/fots+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-2467215952701556338</id><published>2009-03-21T19:48:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:02:42.673-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O tempo</title><content type='html'>Hoje estou me sentindo estranha e isso fez com que eu sentisse vontade de dedilhar algumas frases.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei pensando em coisas meio, como vou dizer, que não merecem que paremos para pensar,ou mesmo que não há sentido para que pensemos nelas. Pensei no tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Tive muita vontade de ter de novo 13 anos. Sei lá, acho que não é aquela história de ''se eu pudesse eu faria tudo diferente'' e nem aquela outra ''se tivesse uma nova chance faria tudo igualzinho''. É uma mescla dos dois. Mas o que eu pensava não era nem em como eu iria ou não fazer, mas sim, eu queria fazer. Eu queria viver de novo. Pq? Não sei, mas com 13 anos eu ainda era mais jovem, eu não trabalhava, eu ia na escola, eu via os meus amigos mais queridos todos os dias, pq as melhores amizades nascem na escola. Eu era livre. Eu era feliz e não sabia.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei pensando que o tempo passa, e as pessoas passam com ele. Isso é tão triste se for pensado assim. Sim, as pessoas passam com o tempo, pq as 13 eu era uma pessoa, aos 14, outra e meus amigos só continuaram os mesmos pq também não eram as mesmas pessoas, ou acha que com 19 anos eu seria amiga da Grazi com 13?&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei pensando que minhas amizades não tem o mesmo valor que tinham. Hoje em dia tem poucas pessoas pelas quais eu daria um dedo se preciso, antigamente, não tinha nenhuma. Quero dizer que antes eram mais amizades, mas que só as reconhcemos de verdade, em raiz, quando o tempo passa, as pessoas* passam e ela continua ali.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo é um cara chato pra caral.., pq com ele não tem segunda chamada: é agora e pronto.&lt;br /&gt;Ele vai nos dando e tirando coisas sem perguntar se é isso que queremos, ele não está nem ai, é um idiota, mas pertencemos a ele, e ele pertence a nós.&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que o tempo é agora, pq depois é depois. E depois não é certo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-2467215952701556338?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2467215952701556338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=2467215952701556338&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/2467215952701556338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/2467215952701556338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-tempo.html' title='O tempo'/><author><name>Linnyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18137992357252406905</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-7367740828581572093</id><published>2009-03-20T15:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:03:48.799-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Autoavaliação*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tem gente que diz aonde ir, mas não como chegar lá.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tem gente que diz aonde ir e como chegar lá.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tem gente que diz aonde ir, como chegar lá e ainda te acompanha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tem gente que não diz.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tem gente que não diz e ainda aponta pro lado errado.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;E tem gente que segue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*Ainda não entendi bem o emprego do hífen, alguém ajuda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-7367740828581572093?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7367740828581572093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=7367740828581572093&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/7367740828581572093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/7367740828581572093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/03/autoavaliacao.html' title='Autoavaliação*'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-1483239122330727499</id><published>2009-02-26T15:33:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:55:19.433-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bem, Letícia, do blog http://scriptusest.blogspot.com/ - ScriptuS me presenteou com ‘uma bacia’ de prêmios e um meme, falou que eu poderia coloca-los nos Blog’s que eu &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;preferisse. Como ela freqüenta esse aqui e o Ponto G, resolvi distribuir entre esses dois.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O meme: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;"6 coisas e 6 links" Consiste em falar 6 coisas sobre nossa pessoa e indicar outros 6 blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gostaria que os restante das Gurias também respondessem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Grazi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;1 – Ando com preguiça de ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2 – Nunca sei o que escrever ‘nessas coisas’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;3 – Estou ouvindo músicas de O Teatro Mágico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;4 – Danço e canto músicas ‘estranhas’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;5 – Acabei de levar um choque do meu fone de ouvido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;6 – Quase perdi dois dedos do pé com um ‘chute’ que dei no pé mesa agora! E só pude dizer ‘au’! E esta porra está doendo MUITO! Ainda chegou outro cliente para mim atender! CARALHO! Pq sou tão azarada?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gurias, respondam, ok? Bitte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Passo o meme para:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hiddemsmile.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" mso-ansi-language:EN-US;color:windowtext;"&gt;http://hiddemsmile.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US;font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;- Hello&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://carol.beyond-obvious.net/"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" mso-ansi-language:EN-US;color:windowtext;"&gt;http://carol.beyond-obvious.net/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US;font-family:Verdana;"&gt; - I’m More Than That&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdecriatividade.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:windowtext;"&gt;http://cdecriatividade.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - C de Criatividade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://unnameduniverse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:windowtext;"&gt;http://unnameduniverse.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Unname Universo &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Rá! Se tu não responder... Terá um sério problema..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://viajantedemarte.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:windowtext;"&gt;http://viajantedemarte.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Viajante de Marte &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kaduvrp.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style=" mso-ansi-language:EN-US;color:windowtext;"&gt;http://kaduvrp.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US;font-family:Verdana;"&gt; - Nightmares and Dreamscapes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nossa! Que complicado escolher 6 blog’s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bem... O Prêmio... Ainda não escolhi qual vai ficar aqui e qual vai para o Ponto G. Mas assim que souber, eu passo adiante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Táá! Agora terei que criar uma 7ª coisa na&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;minha lista:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;7 – Eu ODEIO código HTML! ODEIO!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Não consegui usar, devem estar de greve.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Auf Wiedersehen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;P.S.: Lembrando, ninguém é obrigado a aceitar. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;P.S. [2]: A postagem ficou um lixo, na questão estética, malditos HTML ['s ?]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-1483239122330727499?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1483239122330727499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=1483239122330727499&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1483239122330727499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1483239122330727499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/02/meme_26.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-348568116914842357</id><published>2009-02-02T22:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:57:50.416-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Como fazer sua vida mais divertida.*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~&gt; Não seque a louça quando sua mãe mandar.&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; Desça uma ladeira numa bicicleta sem freio.&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; Desobedeça a seu chefe.&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; Divida sua barraca de acampamento com um bêbado.&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; Tente matar seu gato.&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; Desligue a televisão bem na hora do jogo.&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; Faça cara de ‘e daí?’ ou ‘nem ligo’ quando alguém te contar algo que para aquela pessoa seja super divertido.&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; Faça pipoca sem tampa na panela! \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;* Ou mais curta, depende do ponto de vista...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; Sempre diga que discorda das opiniões alheias. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S.: Tá, não são as melhores dicas, mas... Sei lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta la vista, Baby! ;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/7837605157186334741-348568116914842357?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/348568116914842357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=348568116914842357&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/348568116914842357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/348568116914842357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/02/como-fazer-sua-vida-mais-divertida.html' title='Como fazer sua vida mais divertida.*'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-141858046509857303</id><published>2009-01-24T14:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:58:45.441-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Use sempre o filtro solar...</title><content type='html'>Se eu pudesse dar um conselho, eu diria: use filtro solar. Mas não fique sem absorvente, ele também é essencial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Brothers and Sister etc e tal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Cuide bem dos seus joelhos. Eles são muito importantes. Portanto mantenha sempre razoavel distancia de quinas, mesas baixas e procure não cair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Brothers and Sisters etc e tal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Talvez você case. E nesse caso tenha amantes, pq arroz com feijão enjoa. Talvez você tenha filhos. Nesse caso...bom, nesse caso aguenta, pq nem tudo tem cura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Brothers and Sisters etc e tal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Se você tiver muita sorte, vai envelhecer. Lembre-se que envelhecer é uma vitória. Então não fique frustrado se ao longo de sua vidinha de merda você não vencer em nada. Se você envelhecer já é vitorioso. Saia pra dançar, fale mal dos mais jovens, beba uma Coca Cola e tome cuidado com sua bengala, pois você ainda precisa dos seus joelhos, pra correr atras de seus filhos, ou mesmo se esconder dentro de um guarda roupas em alguma possivel situação. Mas use sempre o filtro solar, pq a essas alturas, o absorvente já era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Brothers and Sisters etc e tal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Salve Big Brother e seu querido apresentador.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bjuh aos fãs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-141858046509857303?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/141858046509857303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=141858046509857303&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/141858046509857303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/141858046509857303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/use-sempre-o-filtro-solar.html' title='Use sempre o filtro solar...'/><author><name>Linnyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18137992357252406905</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-4084676777571211084</id><published>2009-01-24T14:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:44:18.175-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='branco'/><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Minha cabeça é um branco completo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Em branco completo está essa folha de caderno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O caderno que estou usando é bem velho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mas velho mesmo,está o meu avô que já tem 80 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Os Anos 80 devem ter sido incriveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Os Incriveis" é um certo filme de animação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Animação sempre foi o meu forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mas fortes mesmo são alguns atletas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Atletas?! Algumas amigas minhas andam fingindo que são. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Fingimento é uma coisa que surge da cabeça de quem ve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Minha cabeça? É um branco completo.&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;Mais uma super produção da Linnyh.&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;Bjuh aos fãs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-4084676777571211084?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4084676777571211084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=4084676777571211084&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/4084676777571211084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/4084676777571211084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_24.html' title=';)'/><author><name>Linnyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18137992357252406905</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-7595127149266410424</id><published>2009-01-13T09:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:20:02.115-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Trocando 6 por meia dúzia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SWx4IG6HEOI/AAAAAAAAA7w/R41XJt6hbuQ/s1600-h/documento+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290735742942122210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SWx4IG6HEOI/AAAAAAAAA7w/R41XJt6hbuQ/s320/documento+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaah!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a noite vai ao ar mais um grande programa!&lt;br /&gt;Brigas!&lt;br /&gt;Discussões!&lt;br /&gt;Amassos!&lt;br /&gt;Falsidade!&lt;br /&gt;E tudo mais que o brasileiro adora assistir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E uma coisa que me chama muito atenção nisso tudo é o fato das pessoas ficarem indignadas e não gostarem de quem faz tudo isso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas bem, para que eles estão lá mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;Ganhar 1 milhão!&lt;br /&gt;Isso é quase que uma briga de Vale Tudo.&lt;br /&gt;E quem quer ganhar, precisa ser o mais honesto possível, senão, ‘quem assiste’ coloca a pessoa para fora ‘da casa’.&lt;br /&gt;E com toda certeza, se eu estivesse lá dentro (isso me causa ânsia só de pensar) seria a mais falsa possível e a primeira a sair também! :P&lt;br /&gt;Pois é isso que acho engraçado, as pessoas querem ver lá dentro gente honesta, humilde, e não se dão conta que fariam a mesma coisa se estivessem lá, ou até mesmo coisas piores!&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, isso é um jogo, não é?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seres humanos são engraçados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;P.S.: Não quero expressar minha opinião sobre o BBB e a Rede Globo, só a maneira “engraçada” que acho que as pessoas reagem à ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Tirinha do jornal Diário Gaúcho (12/01/2009)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-7595127149266410424?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7595127149266410424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=7595127149266410424&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/7595127149266410424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/7595127149266410424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/trocando-6-por-meia-dzia.html' title='Trocando 6 por meia dúzia'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SWx4IG6HEOI/AAAAAAAAA7w/R41XJt6hbuQ/s72-c/documento+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-8857144879482903007</id><published>2009-01-12T15:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:53:10.618-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Se fosse tão fácil.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SWuCsRFehhI/AAAAAAAAA7o/MKNyQGfl6RM/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290465884289009170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SWuCsRFehhI/AAAAAAAAA7o/MKNyQGfl6RM/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SWuCXSFsjXI/AAAAAAAAA7g/AoNZrf3QnhU/s1600-h/2.bmp"&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/7837605157186334741-8857144879482903007?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8857144879482903007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=8857144879482903007&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/8857144879482903007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/8857144879482903007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/se-fosse-to-fcil.html' title='Se fosse tão fácil.'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SWuCsRFehhI/AAAAAAAAA7o/MKNyQGfl6RM/s72-c/2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-1286567962694298385</id><published>2009-01-11T19:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:23:10.777-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bom'/><title type='text'>É tão bom..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;É tão bom ficar sem fazer nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;...durmir até mais tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;...usar aquelas roupas que são tão velhas que a mãe tenta esconder da gente pq são uma vergonha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;...fazer xixi quando se está muita apertada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;...comer chocolate deixando derreter na mão e fazendo aquela lambuzeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;...dar aquelas gargalhadas com a sua galera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;...fazer aquela festa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Sem nada pra fazer, mas é tão bom escrever quando não se tem nada pra fazer. Sobrou pro blog. o/ E pra não dizer que eu não posto nada está ai mais uma grande obra minha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;BjuH.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-1286567962694298385?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1286567962694298385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=1286567962694298385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1286567962694298385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1286567962694298385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-bom.html' title='É tão bom..'/><author><name>Linnyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18137992357252406905</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-4850206881827371221</id><published>2009-01-07T17:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:02:25.639-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Batendo na mesma tecla.</title><content type='html'>Recebemos uma correspondência lá em casa, meu pai abre, lê e passa para mim. Leio e meu irmão pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- O que é?&lt;br /&gt;- É o ingresso para entrar no céu. Mandaram o preço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha mãe:&lt;br /&gt;- Tu nunca mais foste na igreja!&lt;br /&gt;Eu:&lt;br /&gt;- E daí?&lt;br /&gt;Ela:&lt;br /&gt;- Como assim “e daí?”!&lt;br /&gt;Eu:&lt;br /&gt;- Me diga o que a igreja vai mudar em mim, que eu começo a frequentá-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iH0ze9jjFBU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&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/iH0ze9jjFBU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/7837605157186334741-4850206881827371221?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4850206881827371221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=4850206881827371221&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/4850206881827371221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/4850206881827371221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/batendo-na-mesma-tecla.html' title='Batendo na mesma tecla.'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-3070270282273884837</id><published>2009-01-03T18:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:41:35.005-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Seta Dourada</title><content type='html'>Qual é nosso objetivo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é capaz de quebrar um ciclo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é irrealista?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgmTfPzLl4E&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgmTfPzLl4E&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: O vídeo trata mais da realidade americana, mas quem falou que ela não é nossa realidade?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-3070270282273884837?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3070270282273884837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=3070270282273884837&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/3070270282273884837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/3070270282273884837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Seta Dourada'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-255144456305951357</id><published>2008-12-29T11:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:44:36.060-02:00</updated><title type='text'>\o/</title><content type='html'>Esses dias escutei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que tudo se realize no ano que vai nascer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;muita dinheiro no bolso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;saúde para dar e vender.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;E do jeito que estamos... A saúde só comprando mesmo, e cada vez mais cara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Lentilha Nova e que todos seus foguetes estourem! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SVjNZIfer-I/AAAAAAAAA7A/_p7xMmXaRN8/s1600-h/BXK16358_fogo-fim-ano-madeira800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285199994379218914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SVjNZIfer-I/AAAAAAAAA7A/_p7xMmXaRN8/s320/BXK16358_fogo-fim-ano-madeira800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-255144456305951357?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/255144456305951357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=255144456305951357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/255144456305951357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/255144456305951357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/esses-dias-escutei-que-tudo-se-realize.html' title='\o/'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SVjNZIfer-I/AAAAAAAAA7A/_p7xMmXaRN8/s72-c/BXK16358_fogo-fim-ano-madeira800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-3950660941168614433</id><published>2008-12-20T19:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:09:49.008-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Em feriado cristão, até ateu comemora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[Programa do Jô]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E viva os feriados!  \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boas festas! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Küsse!&lt;br /&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-3950660941168614433?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3950660941168614433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=3950660941168614433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/3950660941168614433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/3950660941168614433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='É!'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-1255124330589224571</id><published>2008-12-13T18:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:08:36.972-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shampoo'/><title type='text'>Shampoo Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Bom, em primeiro lugar peço a comprienção afinal, eh a primeira postagem minha em algum blog, portanto o texto naum eh lah akelas coisas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas vamos ao conteudo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Este eh soh mais um relato dakeles dias. Akeles. Terriveis. Quando tudo naum eh como deveria ser. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jah naum eh segredo para ninguém ki eu naum sou uma amante do trabalho, mas quando o faço gosto ki seja bem feito. Naum eh oq acontece no meu emprego,pq a minha colega de trablho eh adoravelmente ignorante. Puta merda,,as eh burrinha mesmo. Soh pra te uma ideia, outro dia um colega meu estava usando uma camiseta da Argentina e ela mi disse: "Nunca tinha visto camiseta do Grêmio assim" Oh Céus.!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesse dia ela estava mais burra ki de costume, mas no fim das contas, terminada a joranda trabalhista, soh mi faltava mais uma aulinha de moto escola pra poder ir pra casa. Moto?! O.o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jah naum eh lah algo do qual eu entenda muito, e pra piorar um carinha que..bom ,um carinha que...achu ki todos intenderam. Esse carinha estava fazendo aula comigo e pOtz. Ficou fazendo manobras,e ateh de pé andou nakela maldita moto, fazendo com que eu, ali, mi sentisse mais idiota ainda do que jah sou montada nakele cavalinho de motor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essas pekenas coisas deixaram meu dia um tanto quanto exaustivo. Pensei: preciso fazer algo pra mi aliviar um pouco e naum relutei: fui ao super mercado e comprei um Shampoo novinho em folha.NOSSA Nada melhor q chegar em casa e lavar o cabelo com um cheirinho novo. Eh muito bom. Experimente você tbm. Eh soh. Uma dica da Linnyh intaum. Nakeles dias, naum pense duas vezes, compre um Shampoo novo e seja Feliz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E lembrem-se sempre: Os momentos ruins tem sim uma coisa em comum com os bons, uma hora eles vaum ter ki acabar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-1255124330589224571?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1255124330589224571/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=1255124330589224571&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1255124330589224571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1255124330589224571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/shampo-novo.html' title='Shampoo Novo'/><author><name>Linnyh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18137992357252406905</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-1353823906187848358</id><published>2008-12-10T09:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:35:24.618-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Deutschland</title><content type='html'>-Não vai fazer faculdade ano que vem?&lt;br /&gt;-Não.&lt;br /&gt;-Como assim ‘não’?&lt;br /&gt;-Não vou oras. Nem sei o que quero fazer.&lt;br /&gt;-Ah pára! Com quase vinte anos na cara e não sabe o que quer fazer!&lt;br /&gt;-Não sei! E não tenho vergonha de dizer! Já vi muita gente por ai formada que só colocou dinheiro fora, fez qualquer curso só para dizer que estava fazendo faculdade. E eu não vou ser mais uma dessas!&lt;br /&gt;-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante a noite nem foi mais falado nisso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, se ela soubesse meus planos para o meu futuro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-1353823906187848358?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1353823906187848358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=1353823906187848358&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1353823906187848358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1353823906187848358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/deutschland.html' title='Deutschland'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-874605367281561469</id><published>2008-12-06T16:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:48:38.861-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para deixar a minha marquinha..</title><content type='html'>Não sou boa com esse negócio de falar..&lt;br /&gt;Depois dessas postagens da Grazi então,&lt;br /&gt;não sei nem de que assunto comentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou uma pessoa muito culta,&lt;br /&gt;e nem apoio causas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No caso, sou uma pessoa muito "comum".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estudo, trabalho, olho novela, noticiários..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes gostaria de poder mudar o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;mas paro e penso: quem sou eu? o que vou conseguir?&lt;br /&gt;e minha resposta é sempre a mesma.. Nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez aí esteja aí o meu problema..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas enquanto não mudo, não faço nada,&lt;br /&gt;vou existindo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Gurias..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por fazerem meus dias um pouco mais felizes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-874605367281561469?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/874605367281561469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=874605367281561469&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/874605367281561469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/874605367281561469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/para-deixar-minha-marquinha.html' title='Para deixar a minha marquinha..'/><author><name>Nanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04134605493144621862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0o45YcXNr4/SaX_8ZYpGUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/l4wo-EeRcGM/S220/fots+090.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-1990873510221779936</id><published>2008-12-01T15:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:53:51.451-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuvens de Algodão</title><content type='html'>Ontem não tinha muita coisa para fazer, então resolvi me arriscar numa comunidade do Orkut, chamada &lt;em&gt;O Pequeno Príncipe&lt;/em&gt;, criei um tópico: &lt;em&gt;Ateus: Tem gente que é ateu na comunidade? Só vejo gente 'de Deus' aqui&lt;/em&gt;. O início da conversa foi interessante, com uma moça agnóstica e algumas teístas, com o tempo mais teístas foram chegando... E vocês devem imaginar o que foi aquilo... Eu recorrendo a justificativas racionais enquanto algumas dizendo que isso era ridículo e muito mais...&lt;br /&gt;Até que chegou o Sá (dono do blog A Ordem do Quadrado) e colocou um pouco de ordem naquilo tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a conversa foi mais calma, tinha gente budista, panteísta, teísta, ateísta... O que mais me chamou atenção é que os ateus foram os que menos falaram! Foi até por isso que abri o tópico, via que na comunidade praticamente nenhum atue se manifestava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achei gente que compartilha com pontos de vistas muito parecidos com o meu.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um é responsável pelo seus atos, cada um sofre pelo que faz, e não por um Deus que quer aquilo para você.&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo assim, apenas dois ateus se manifestaram, um que é meu amigo, e foi me ‘defender’ lá, outro que só colocou um comentário, e nem deu para entender bem sua posição.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil assim se dizer ateu?&lt;br /&gt;Que medo é esse que certas pessoas têm de colocar suas opiniões? Ou de aceitar a dos outros?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E adivinhem que filósofo foi muito citado?&lt;br /&gt;É... Nietszche&lt;br /&gt;Por que será? Rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a conversa lá continua...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-1990873510221779936?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1990873510221779936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=1990873510221779936&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1990873510221779936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1990873510221779936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/nuvens-de-algodo.html' title='Nuvens de Algodão'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-8389969145365967925</id><published>2008-11-28T15:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:54:05.116-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Macacos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/STAxQs_IcYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/FpNx3ztztRk/s1600-h/DSC05083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273769326674473346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/STAxQs_IcYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/FpNx3ztztRk/s320/DSC05083.JPG" 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;Estava eu pensando sobre o maldito inchaço que me deu nos pés, e cheguei a conclusão que não foi por causa das 17 picadas de mosquito não... A culpa é daqueles macacos que correram atrás da gente na trilha. Nós, na nossa santa inocência não percebemos o perigo que nos esperava, fomos fazer a trilha quando... Bom, só ouve grito e correio de guria para todo lado. A trilha não era das melhores, vocês lembram, não sei como não cai e não quebrei a perna, mas... Pensando bem, bem mesmo... Dois médicos me dizerem que era alergia, se não fosse eles eu jurava que a culpa era dos macacos tarados e jogadores de merda que nos fizeram correr daquele jeito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está certo, eles não era tarados, muito menos jogadores de merda, mas que a gente levou um cagaço, ah isso a gente levou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na foto: Jackyh e Nanda (pelo menos partes das suas pernas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Eu &lt;strong&gt;odeio&lt;/strong&gt; macacos! x(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-8389969145365967925?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8389969145365967925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=8389969145365967925&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/8389969145365967925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/8389969145365967925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2008/11/macacos.html' title='Macacos!'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/STAxQs_IcYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/FpNx3ztztRk/s72-c/DSC05083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837605157186334741.post-1667401391908415052</id><published>2008-11-28T11:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:54:22.365-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Opa :D</title><content type='html'>Opa opa opa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Graz sempre inventando coisas novas não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem... Agora temos um blog! \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada um sinta-se a vontade de escrever o que quiser... A hora que quiser... E da maneira que quiser :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente sempre fez tudo desta maneira mesmo ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estou atrás de um template legalzinho pra gente... Aceito sugestões :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se aprocheguem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Küsse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837605157186334741-1667401391908415052?l=guriasgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1667401391908415052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837605157186334741&amp;postID=1667401391908415052&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1667401391908415052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837605157186334741/posts/default/1667401391908415052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriasgirls.blogspot.com/2008/11/opa-opa-opa-graz-sempre-inventando.html' title='Opa :D'/><author><name>Grazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11701048566088320072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6jCnTF3TQ8/SU1i1dolZRI/AAAAAAAAA5w/8LxTg9SW9Ec/S220/DSC04386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
