<?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-3218150144575783141</id><updated>2011-07-30T22:33:37.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tu jura?!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-6609690217067378531</id><published>2010-04-29T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T14:04:01.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lá se vai a flávia buscar caixas de revistas na gráfica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;o carro  liga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nãoooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mãe socorro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; chego já aí!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;olho pro lado e pimba: o-f-i-c-i-n-a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;moço socorro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;moço  liga o carro mas avisa que é melhor não desligar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;moço diz que  qualquer coisa eu ligue pra ele que ele me salva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;trânsito, sol,  calor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; gráfica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;carro ligado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;posto que não tem 24 horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;posto  que tem 24 horas e comida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;flávia não almoçou e foi fazer unhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;flávia  derruba barrinhas de cereal no chão umas 20 vezes enquanto paga o  salgado e o suco de laranja com gominhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; flávia chega na o-f-i-c-i-n-a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;moço diz que acha melhor o carro ficar  lá a noite toda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;outro moço diz: a senhora tem outro carro né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tenho  moço, que nem o senhor que tem outro carro parado em casa prá quando o  seu carro dá prego.&lt;br /&gt;ela disse isso mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;o outro moço riu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; flávia pega uma caixa de revistas e entra no prédio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;segurança  pergunta: deu prego?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;foi sim, pelo menos foi em frente à oficina, dos  &lt;/span&gt;males o menor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-6609690217067378531?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6609690217067378531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/la-se-vai-flavia-buscar-caixas-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/6609690217067378531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/6609690217067378531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/la-se-vai-flavia-buscar-caixas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-7969274288760033625</id><published>2010-04-28T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T11:04:13.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e o "poderosismo" desiste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ou na verdade nem queria tanto assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;transferência?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;desejo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e quem explica?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e como explica?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;só sei que em melhor companhia "poderosismo" não podia estar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;a sua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;conceitos mudados?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;amadurecidos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;a duras penas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sol e chuva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;música que sempre resgata lembranças queridas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;perguntas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;as respostas? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nos detalhes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;no pôr-do-sol, rosa como...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;quartzo-rosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sorrisos, muitos deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(encontrado num bloquinho colorido)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-7969274288760033625?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7969274288760033625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-o-poderosismo-desiste-ou-na-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/7969274288760033625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/7969274288760033625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-o-poderosismo-desiste-ou-na-verdade.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-979699406427040950</id><published>2010-02-10T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:23:10.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;surreal é a palavra que me vem à cabeça quando encontro, no mesmo dia, com pessoas que encaram a vida de maneira oposta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;prá uma nada tá certo e tudo tem que ser na sua hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;prá outra tudo está sempre: "certo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;que bom que existem esses opostos para valorizarmos ainda mais as com sorrisos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;que ruim  que existem as que consomem nossa paciência e nos faz pensar: "respira, não vale a pena se chatear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;às que me presenteiam com esses sorrisos o meu muito obrigada com um imenso sorriso do lado e um abraço beeeem apertado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;às que querem a minha paciência também agradeço... com um sorriso, um dia consigo dar também o abraço apertado.&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/3218150144575783141-979699406427040950?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/979699406427040950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/02/surreal-e-palavra-que-me-vem-cabeca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/979699406427040950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/979699406427040950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/02/surreal-e-palavra-que-me-vem-cabeca.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-8611336259515608327</id><published>2010-02-09T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:36:17.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sentimento ruim de alguns anos atrás aparecendo em pouquíssimos segundos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sabe aquele caminho que voê já sabe como vai terminar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e ae? continua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;odeio e não consigo desistir das coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;problemas devem ser enfrentados e superados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas e quando não depende de você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;outro dia me mandaram tirar o peso das costas pq aquele peso não me pertencia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;alguém me diz como é que faz isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;respira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;toma floral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;como diz uma amiga, vai dar tudo certo!&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/3218150144575783141-8611336259515608327?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-3572358759876233105</id><published>2010-01-11T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T18:50:05.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/S0vjMaxbxVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/juYzS5a9wjE/s1600-h/DSC08172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/S0vjMaxbxVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/juYzS5a9wjE/s200/DSC08172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425679978582492498" 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;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dá prá não abrir um sorriso vendo isso?&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/3218150144575783141-3572358759876233105?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3572358759876233105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/da-pra-nao-abrir-um-sorriso-vendo-isso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/3572358759876233105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/3572358759876233105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/da-pra-nao-abrir-um-sorriso-vendo-isso.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/S0vjMaxbxVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/juYzS5a9wjE/s72-c/DSC08172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-1541617824459062739</id><published>2010-01-11T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T18:46:38.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tenho um monte de coisa prá contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;um monte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas agora tô com preguiça...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;espírito de jeri, permanece aqui.&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/3218150144575783141-1541617824459062739?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1541617824459062739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/tenho-um-monte-de-coisa-pra-contar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1541617824459062739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1541617824459062739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/tenho-um-monte-de-coisa-pra-contar.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-178350977870310366</id><published>2009-12-01T13:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:31:45.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SxWLPdWdVjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TBGGo2NzQMs/s1600/convite+fl%C3%A1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 200px;" 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;não tive cerveja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rolou um red com bull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;saí tarde do trabalho e ainda trabalhei em casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mas fui morta de linda dançar até a festa acabar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;trabalhei mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;metade loira fiquei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pacheco eu fui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no fafi eu dancei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dormi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;12 horas nonstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mas acho que ainda não foi o suficiente...&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/3218150144575783141-1135982773137338494?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1135982773137338494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/nao-tive-cerveja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1135982773137338494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1135982773137338494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/nao-tive-cerveja.html' title=''/><author><name>tu 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já!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;queria minha cama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;queria dormir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-6648860009219974880?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6648860009219974880/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/queria-uma-cerveja-bem-gelada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/6648860009219974880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/6648860009219974880'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-106373027670658881?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/106373027670658881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/sabe-uma-pin-up-misturada-com-hippie-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/106373027670658881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/106373027670658881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/sabe-uma-pin-up-misturada-com-hippie-e.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-3143396793020683106</id><published>2009-11-27T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:15:14.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pensar, eu não vou mentir que eu pensei.&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/3218150144575783141-3143396793020683106?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-31634656139994986</id><published>2009-11-27T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:14:02.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SxBrMMCqsWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/VGfJ51YlGTU/s1600/hello_there.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SxBrMMCqsWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/VGfJ51YlGTU/s200/hello_there.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408941009606979938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-31634656139994986?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SxBrMMCqsWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/VGfJ51YlGTU/s72-c/hello_there.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-5283847093679671927</id><published>2009-11-09T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:17:30.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;é muita França nesse Brasil il il il!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-5283847093679671927?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-8595148743290955526</id><published>2009-11-09T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:16:09.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/Svgj2MQszEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W4UKw-VQTSM/s1600-h/DSC07336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/Svgj2MQszEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W4UKw-VQTSM/s200/DSC07336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402107166942088258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o amor me pegou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e eu não descanso enquanto não pegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; aquela criatura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; saio na noite à procura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o batidão do meu coração na pista escura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; se pego, ui me entrego e fui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; será que ela quererá, será que ela quer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; será que meu sonho influi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; será que meu plano é bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; será que é no tom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; será que ele se conclui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e as gatas extraordinárias que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; andam nos meios onde ela flui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; será que ela evolui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; será que ela evolui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e se ela evoluir, será que isso me inclui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tenho que pegar, tenho que pegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tenho que pegar essa criatura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tenho que pegar, tenho que pegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tenho que pegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/Svgj2MQszEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W4UKw-VQTSM/s72-c/DSC07336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-999619265651724333</id><published>2009-11-06T12:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:43:13.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que tal uma noite mega divertida?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SvSKR2BnBjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/6a2EJSL3Ia8/s1600-h/flyer-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SvSKR2BnBjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/6a2EJSL3Ia8/s200/flyer-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401093892288742962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-999619265651724333?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/999619265651724333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/que-uma-noite-mega-divertida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-5649806973766657565</id><published>2009-11-05T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:43:51.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sabe preguiça de certas pessoas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e sabe se apaixonando por outras?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tô assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e tá ótmo ótmo! (sem o "i" mesmo).&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/3218150144575783141-5649806973766657565?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5649806973766657565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/sabe-preguica-de-certas-pessoas-e-sabe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5649806973766657565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5649806973766657565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/sabe-preguica-de-certas-pessoas-e-sabe.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-8849851399006069668</id><published>2009-11-03T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:06:10.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;posso dizer que estou apaixonada, posso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pois estou... por jeri!&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/3218150144575783141-8849851399006069668?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8849851399006069668/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-3988765201931509441</id><published>2009-11-03T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:04:32.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;VIVA O ANO DA FRANÇA NO BRASIL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;VIVAAAA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;foi só um desabafo.&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/3218150144575783141-3988765201931509441?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-5774259871488715341</id><published>2009-10-13T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:57:21.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;ser surpreendida (ainda mais quando se precisa)&lt;br /&gt;é bom demais!&lt;br /&gt;tinha tudo prá ser uma noite perdida e arrependida, mas...&lt;br /&gt;se tornou um dos dias mais divertidos e proveitosos.&lt;br /&gt;5 minutos, por favor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sim!&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/3218150144575783141-5774259871488715341?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5774259871488715341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/ser-surpreendida-ainda-mais-quando-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5774259871488715341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5774259871488715341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/ser-surpreendida-ainda-mais-quando-se.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-1142032958608904611</id><published>2009-10-08T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:44:38.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Foi numa festa, gelo e cuba-libre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt; E na vitrola whisky à go-go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt; À meia luz o som do Johnny River's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Aquele tempo que você sonhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Senti na pele a tua energia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Quando peguei de leve a tua mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A noite inteira passa num segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; O tempo voa mais do que a canção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Quase no fim da festa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Num beijo, então, você se rendeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Na minha fantasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; O mundo era você e eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Eu perguntava Do You Wanna Dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;E te abraçava Do You Wanna Dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Lembrar você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Um sonho a mais não faz mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;pronto meu dia tá bem melhor agora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-1142032958608904611?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1142032958608904611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-7652532455642682400</id><published>2009-10-08T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:30:48.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mulher da gente, eu reconheço que é foda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas menino é o cão!!!&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/3218150144575783141-7652532455642682400?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7652532455642682400/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-14610234978211029</id><published>2009-10-08T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:11:04.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shokurê, shokurê, shokurê!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e dá-lhe sal grosso, incensso de arruda e floral...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;luz, muita luz prá você!&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/3218150144575783141-14610234978211029?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-2943554650479491333</id><published>2009-10-08T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:05:57.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e a melhor frase do último final de semana foi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"cerveja quente, dor de dente e mulher da gente, não tem quem aguente!"&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/3218150144575783141-2943554650479491333?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2943554650479491333/comments/default' title='Postar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-8362129455114840350</id><published>2009-10-08T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:10:38.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"mulher é o bicho mais parecido com gente q há nesse mundo de meu Deus."&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/3218150144575783141-8362129455114840350?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8362129455114840350/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-1199394013139318093</id><published>2009-10-07T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:55:53.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"na tela da tv no meio desse povo, a gente vai se ver na  globo..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;http://video.globo.com/Videos/Player/Noticias/0,,GIM1137543-7823-A+MODA+QUE+TEM+A+COR+DA+PELE,00.html&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/3218150144575783141-1199394013139318093?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-7952378057065307636</id><published>2009-10-07T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:22:00.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e vai ouvindo jorge ben prá ver se vai rolar um "alinhamento"...&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/3218150144575783141-7952378057065307636?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7952378057065307636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-2309998760626993366</id><published>2009-10-06T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:48:06.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;patrícia está no computador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;chega a irismar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;começa a contar do seu dia, nos mínimos detalhes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;como se patrícia quisesse realmente saber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas patrícia escuta tudinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;até a parte que irismar diz que quer fazer um perfil num site de encontros, sabe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;patrícia reluta, diz que ela vai encontrar alguém que nem a doida lá de são paulo que se apaixonou no metrô e disse que viveu um amor bandido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;irismar rir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;irismar se aproxima de patrícia e já vem puxando o mouse do computador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;patrícia empurra a mão de irismar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;irismar sai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas irismar volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e sabe o que ela trás em suas mão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a vara de pescar de brinquedo da gata de irismar que tem um ratinho amarrado na ponta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;patrícia teve que concordar que irismar foi criativa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ah isso foi!&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/3218150144575783141-2309998760626993366?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2309998760626993366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/patricia-esta-no-computador.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2309998760626993366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2309998760626993366'/><link 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&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jeri?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;humm quem vai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tá vou pensar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e chega mailmarketing e pergunta prás amigas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pensei: vou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ônibus, corre, chega... não é esse, é o próximo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ufa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;outra querida também vai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;estrada, fofocas em dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gringo assistindo filme de ação no mac nas alturas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cutuca o gringo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dorme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;acorda, banheiro, come sticks, lembra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e pingo d´ouro? adoroooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ônibus e dorme mais um pouco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jijoca, jardineira, sacode, sacode...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e o que era aquela lua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jeri... ah jeri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cheguei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e a possível carona que ia sair às 14 horas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chegou na mesma hora que eu que saí de ônibus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;atoloram, foram socorridos e os socorrentes eram gente boa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;formô o bonde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;começa na cerva e tome cerva e um x-tudo, mas sem isso e nem aquilo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo descer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;olha a lua... aaaaaahhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo prá pousada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e tome cerva na beira da piscina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e tome discussões filosóficas e sorrisos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7:15 vou dormir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tem um celular tocando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;adivinha?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;era o meu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e quem era do outro lado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o fornecedor perguntando aonde instalar a placa do quixeramobim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;moço são 7:15 da manhã de sábado, o senhor tem certeza que ligou prá isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hã... tenho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;como o senhor foi sincero vou lhe dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rua tal e blábláblá... medo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e dorme e acorda e vai prá praia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah jeri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e tome cerva e peixe-frito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e o pôr-do-sol mais lindo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e vai prá pousada e toma banho, tenta dormir e não consegue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo pro show da mart´nália?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e espera todo mundo ficar pronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tem gente que demora, tem gente que não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me encaixo na segunda opção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e para no zchopp prá comer e o torcedor do ceará vibrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o celsinho era o único tricolor no bar, tadinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e vamo prá balada? vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah! antes liga prá amiga e conta tudo nos mínimos detalhes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;já desce com a tangiroska (sem vodka e com cachaça) nas mãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;quero chaipirinha de morango.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tem que ser a do franscico, mas cadê o francisco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;achei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;quanto é? $3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e vai, vai, vai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;começa o show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e não é que eu conheço um monte de música da dita cuja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e dança e dança e dança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e chaipirinha e chaipirinha e chaipirinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;banheiro limpinho, tinha espelho e tudinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo lá na frente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e ainda acha uma das queridas que veio no ônibus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e dança e pula e dança e bebe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;acaba o show? não! tem mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ela não quer parar de tocar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e eis que chega o fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah! mas ainda temos "dj sem loção" para nos salvar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chão chão chão chão chão chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ei fazem 40 minutos que pedi pro nativobestblother ir buscar 1 cigarro prá mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iiihh... desencana que ele não volta mais não...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;planeta jeri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;já é!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e dança e fica amiga do dj e dança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e acha que um carinha com óculos 3d que nem do capanga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e foto e foto e foto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o que tem a ver bélgica, pousada e weezer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo tomar banho de piscina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bóra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tchibum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ressaca, ressaca, ressaca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;não sobrou nada de cachaça na jericoacoara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;acabou-se tudinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pagava pela chaipirinha, mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no final colocava a dose no copo cheio de morango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e seu francisco só olhando e rindo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo comer pelo amordê?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que almoço sem fim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo embora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;arrumamalaê!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;não vai... vou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e estrada e fortaleza e vignole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e casa e cama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-5906938866779440729?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5906938866779440729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-expectations-and-lot-of-good-times.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5906938866779440729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5906938866779440729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-expectations-and-lot-of-good-times.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-2850454546716744796</id><published>2009-10-01T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:20:39.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"e no meio de um inverno eu finalmente aprendi que havia dentro de mim um verão invencível."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;albert camus&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/3218150144575783141-2850454546716744796?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2850454546716744796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-no-meio-de-um-inverno-eu-finalmente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2850454546716744796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2850454546716744796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-no-meio-de-um-inverno-eu-finalmente.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-6783147471406906000</id><published>2009-09-30T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:03:17.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;sabe o que está sendo mais estranho nesse momento de vida?&lt;br /&gt;a inspiração de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/search?q=%23prontofalei" title="#prontofalei" class="tweet-url hashtag"&gt;#prontofalei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;as tough as you might,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;working day and night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;whatever happens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do the dance, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do the dance!&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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/felipeguga/&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/3218150144575783141-4063453351195261613?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4063453351195261613/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-tough-as-you-might-working-day-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4063453351195261613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4063453351195261613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-tough-as-you-might-working-day-and.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SsNVJZT7jSI/AAAAAAAAADY/yX0oOGp7P-M/s72-c/3857374464_7444df89ff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-2968640724689191525</id><published>2009-09-29T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:03:23.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SsKR4x4UveI/AAAAAAAAADQ/sbi8a5tHeOc/s1600-h/3966139935_bf85bca360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SsKR4x4UveI/AAAAAAAAADQ/sbi8a5tHeOc/s200/3966139935_bf85bca360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387028508936814050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/felipeguga/&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/3218150144575783141-2968640724689191525?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2968640724689191525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2968640724689191525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2968640724689191525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SsKR4x4UveI/AAAAAAAAADQ/sbi8a5tHeOc/s72-c/3966139935_bf85bca360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-5560828833002526265</id><published>2009-09-28T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:40:17.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pay my respects to grace and virtue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Send my condolences to good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Give my reguards to soul and romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; They always did the best they could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; And so long to devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt; You taught me everything I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wave goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Wish me well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; You've got to let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-5560828833002526265?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5560828833002526265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/pay-my-respects-to-grace-and-virtue.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5560828833002526265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5560828833002526265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/pay-my-respects-to-grace-and-virtue.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-4068060430766832017</id><published>2009-09-28T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:01:27.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;festa da irene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;gente estranha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;campari é ruim que só, mas eu pedi cerveja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a ficha da cerveja era gigante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;eu acho que prá não perder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ou vai ver que o roberto, o barman era míope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;vamo prá órbita e depois a gente volta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tetel guarda a nossa vaga que a gente volta já...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;frozen marguerita de morango é bom demás!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;martini só é bom com cereja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas só colocaram uma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;na segunda dose a amiga volta com o copo vermelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;que foi isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2 gatas se agarrando no bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;o carinha encheu o copo de cerejas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lembra do 9´s fora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;se liga esse balanço é prá você, ê ê!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;toca britney?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nao tocou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;quero dançar ali em cima, posso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;o segurança deu pezinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;na hora de descer, 2 seguranças ajudaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;vamo pra festa da irene?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;o rei tinha acabado de descer do palco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;arruda canta mais uma prá mim?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;arroeira, arroeira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;amiga, é arruda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ha tá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;troca a ficha gigante de cerveja por água.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;vamo embora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;vamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;quero fotos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;um book foi feito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas não pode ser publicado.&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/3218150144575783141-4068060430766832017?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4068060430766832017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/festa-da-irene.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4068060430766832017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4068060430766832017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/festa-da-irene.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-676752863219440098</id><published>2009-09-25T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:16:35.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quase perdi a chave do carro no iguatemi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e ainda tô cantando a musica da kelly key q escutei na renner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" class="p_self pic_padding"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quanta aventura!&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/3218150144575783141-676752863219440098?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/676752863219440098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/quase-perdi-chave-do-carro-no-iguatemi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/676752863219440098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/676752863219440098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/quase-perdi-chave-do-carro-no-iguatemi.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-3992268294437106862</id><published>2009-09-24T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:46:39.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How glad the many millions of Annabelles and Lillians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Would be to capture me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But you had such persistence, you wore down my resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I fell and it was swell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I'm your big and brave and handsome Romeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; How I won you I shall never never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's not that you're attractive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But, oh, my heart grew active&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; When you came into view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I've got a crush on you, sweetie pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; All the day and night-time give me sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I never had the least notion that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I could fall with so much emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Could you coo, could you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; For a cunning cottage we could share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; The world will pardon my mush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 'Cause I have got a crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Could you coo, could you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; For a cunning cottage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; That we could share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; The world will pardon my mush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 'Cause I have got a crush, my baby, on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sempre coloca um sorriso no meu rosto.&lt;br /&gt;sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-7441377711277616098</id><published>2009-09-24T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:09:16.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e no meio da tarde eis que parece na minha caixa de email:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Te desejo tanto quanto a um queijo coalho... teu beijo me desperta o fogo da paixão... acalanta-me, ó ser de luz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; atenciosamente e linguisticamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ahahahahahahahahhaahha&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/3218150144575783141-7441377711277616098?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7441377711277616098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/e-no-meio-da-tarde-eis-que-parece-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/7441377711277616098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/7441377711277616098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/e-no-meio-da-tarde-eis-que-parece-na.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-7928593739364287191</id><published>2009-09-24T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:39:30.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a melhor parte de uma noite divertida é lembrar no dia seguinte,no meio do trânsito, das coisas hilárias que foram ditas e feitas na véspera!&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/3218150144575783141-7928593739364287191?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7928593739364287191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/melhor-parte-de-uma-noite-divertida-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/7928593739364287191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/7928593739364287191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/melhor-parte-de-uma-noite-divertida-e.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-9055091772654845737</id><published>2009-09-24T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:37:21.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"te desejo tanto quanto a um queijo coalho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;espero poder um dia, quem sabe, te partir ao meio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;beijo ferrenho, manu brown"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-9055091772654845737?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9055091772654845737/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/te-desejo-tanto-quanto-um-queijo-coalho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/9055091772654845737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/9055091772654845737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/te-desejo-tanto-quanto-um-queijo-coalho.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-6081730962897604924</id><published>2009-09-24T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:33:56.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;"nao sou um cara muito seguro, mas quero o teu amor.&lt;br /&gt;billie jean it´s not my lover, but it´s yours.&lt;br /&gt;meu filho é teu!&lt;br /&gt;com desejo, billie jean"&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/3218150144575783141-6081730962897604924?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6081730962897604924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/nao-sou-um-cara-muito-seguro-mas-quero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/6081730962897604924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/6081730962897604924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/nao-sou-um-cara-muito-seguro-mas-quero.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-1404983114515571477</id><published>2009-09-24T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:32:24.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"você é fogo, é fel, é lua de mel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;quero "coisar" no teu corpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;me ame numa noite quente, na praia do futuro, mulher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;belo"&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/3218150144575783141-1404983114515571477?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1404983114515571477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/voce-e-fogo-e-fel-e-lua-de-mel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1404983114515571477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1404983114515571477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/voce-e-fogo-e-fel-e-lua-de-mel.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-5294871105369120670</id><published>2009-09-09T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:01:06.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;entro no táxi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-boa noite, aeroporto santos dumont no setor de desembarque, por favor. vou pegar o frescão pro galeão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-ok! já fui 3 vezes pro galeão hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;daí já notei que ele queria conversar, né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-a senhora vai pra salvador?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a minha mala tem um monte de fitinha do senhor do bonfim prá que eu identifique mais rápido na esteira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-não, fortaleza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-ah tá, lá o táxi é muito caro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-aqui o táxi é mais barato, proporcionalmente, claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-aqui são 36.500 taxistas e a senhora acredita que ainda tem que bater de frente com os pirata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nessa hora pensei no didi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-ah é? não sabia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-pois é, ontem eu fui ali no leblon e tinha um pirata oferendo pros turistas que ia pro corcovado por $5 cada um, ai fui lá e briguei com ele, perguntei se ele tinha seguro, se pagava (aí nessa hora ele começou a falar tudo o que um taxista sem ser "os pirata" deve pagar e eu não decorei tudo, lógico)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-pois é, que absurdo né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-é...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;trim trim (toca o celular do taxista)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-diz mulhé o que é que tu quer agora? pôoo dinheiro pro busão? tá pensando o quê? me coloca esse teu patrão aí no telefone que eu vou mandar ele pagar o que ele tá te devendo, vai coloca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;desliga o celular e começa a compartilhar suas angústias comigo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-diz aê senhora, a mulhé me liga prá pedir dinheiro pro busão prá ir trabalhar, vê se pode? eu já pago todas as conta lá de casa e ainda tenho que deixar dinheiro pro busão dela? deixei $7 hoje de manhã, a senhora acredita que ela ainda olha prá mim e diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-só isso? e eu vou almoçar o quê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-tá vendo senhora? eu tenho que pagar o busão prá ela trabalhar e o almoço? sabe o que eu disse? faz regime mulhé, cê tá muito gorda...&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/3218150144575783141-5294871105369120670?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-5324202571617391815</id><published>2009-09-06T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:54:13.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;me esbaldei dançando backstreet boys, britney, latino e funk, muito funk!&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/3218150144575783141-5324202571617391815?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5324202571617391815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-esbaldei-dancando-backstreet-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5324202571617391815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5324202571617391815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-esbaldei-dancando-backstreet-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-4642414434853002341</id><published>2009-09-02T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:12:04.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/Sp7BkpQxZ9I/AAAAAAAAACo/thjHDLGKgng/s1600-h/DSC03081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/Sp7BkpQxZ9I/AAAAAAAAACo/thjHDLGKgng/s200/DSC03081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376947840422602706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tô querendo ser amiga dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;acho que tô conseguindo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A gente se deu tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Que o tempo sentiu inveja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ele ficou zangado e decidiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que era melhor ser mais veloz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E passar rápido pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Parece que até jantei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Com toda a família e sei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que seu avô gosta de discutir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; E sua avó gosta de ouvir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você dizer que vai fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo engatinhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do jeito que eu sempre quis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não for devagar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ao menos seja eterno assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Espero o dia que vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pra ver se te vejo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E faço o tempo esperar como esperei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A eternidade se passar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus segundos sem você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu já nem sei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Se hoje foi anteontem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me perdi lembrando o teu olhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu futuro é esperar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo presente de fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo engatinhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do jeito que eu sempre quis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distante é devagar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perto passa bem depressa assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pra mim, pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o tempo se abrir talvez&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entenda a razão de ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; De não querer sentar pra discutir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De fazer birra toda vez&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que peço ao tempo pra me ouvir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente se deu tão bem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o tempo sentiu inveja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ele ficou zangado e decidiu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que era melhor ser mais veloz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E passar rápido pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Eu que nunca discuti o amor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo como me render&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ah!&lt;br /&gt;Será que o tempo tem tempo pra amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ou só me quer tão só?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E então, se tudo passa em branco eu vou pesar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; A cor da minha angústia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e no olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saber que o tempo vai ter que esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; O tempo engatinhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do jeito que eu sempre quis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não for devagar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ao menos seja eterno assim &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/3218150144575783141-4642414434853002341?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4642414434853002341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-querendo-ser-amiga-dele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4642414434853002341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4642414434853002341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-querendo-ser-amiga-dele.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/Sp7BkpQxZ9I/AAAAAAAAACo/thjHDLGKgng/s72-c/DSC03081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-2158240146626168198</id><published>2009-08-28T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:24:04.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"quanto mais falar de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; mais a minha bunda cresce"&lt;br /&gt;(mulher melancia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não criar exectativas, uma produção inspirada, uma amiga querida, um funk até o chão.&lt;br /&gt;que bela noite de quinta-feira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-2158240146626168198?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2158240146626168198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/quanto-mais-falar-de-mim-mais-minha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2158240146626168198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2158240146626168198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/quanto-mais-falar-de-mim-mais-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-5486012790481944878</id><published>2009-08-27T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:12:55.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;faltam 9 dias prá eu colocar um sorriso no rosto bem ali!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; relembrar um 2007 que foi muito feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;não vamos criar expectativas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;viver o que o universo nos reservar e viver com um sorrisão no rosto.&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/3218150144575783141-5486012790481944878?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5486012790481944878/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/faltam-9-dias-pra-eu-colocar-um-sorriso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5486012790481944878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5486012790481944878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/faltam-9-dias-pra-eu-colocar-um-sorriso.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-1119551113499034883</id><published>2009-08-27T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:11:50.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;agosto mês do desgosto tá quase acabando.&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/3218150144575783141-1119551113499034883?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1119551113499034883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/agosto-mes-do-desgosto-ta-quase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1119551113499034883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1119551113499034883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/agosto-mes-do-desgosto-ta-quase.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-4131713077143943708</id><published>2009-08-13T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:37:28.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;unha agora só pink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;não vou dizer exatamente os nomes dos esmaltes, pq já tem criatura tentando imitar, além de achar nome de esmalte a coisa bem sem noção da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;falta de criatividade é o cão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-4131713077143943708?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4131713077143943708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/unha-agora-so-pink-nao-vou-dizer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4131713077143943708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4131713077143943708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/unha-agora-so-pink-nao-vou-dizer.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-5977545079504305235</id><published>2009-08-13T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:33:59.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;diz ai que meu sonho de paris rendeu foi prá uma pessoa bem ali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;foi assistir os reis preguiçosos e conheceu um francês lindíssimo, educadíssimo, fotógrafo, motoqueiro e ela agora não tira o sorriso de orelha à orelha do rosto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;thank god!&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/3218150144575783141-5977545079504305235?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5977545079504305235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/diz-ai-que-meu-sonho-de-paris-rendeu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5977545079504305235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5977545079504305235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/diz-ai-que-meu-sonho-de-paris-rendeu.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-1928295831394730196</id><published>2009-08-13T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:29:05.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;inventei de colocar no google todas as substâncias que estão nos manipulados que a minha endocrinologista passou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;MEDO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas que eu continuo adorando ler bula de remédio, ah eu continuo!&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/3218150144575783141-1928295831394730196?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1928295831394730196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/inventei-de-colocar-no-google-todas-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1928295831394730196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1928295831394730196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/inventei-de-colocar-no-google-todas-as.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-8041385202510754371</id><published>2009-08-11T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:33:11.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a voz de um avô de fora do quarto, de manhã bem cedo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"o cel da sua mãe é esse?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"é!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"eu ligo e ela não atende..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"ela está dando aula."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"é pq tem um homem no quarto de hóspedes..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"é f. o meu irmão, ele chegou de madrugada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"não é ele não..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"é sim, se não for é um amigo dele, mas ele taí..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;alguns minutos depois:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"o f. tem tatuagem nas costas minha filha?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"tem sim!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"ah bom, então é ele sim!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;não era, era um amigo dele, cabeludo, porém tatuado.&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/3218150144575783141-8041385202510754371?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8041385202510754371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/voz-de-um-avo-de-fora-do-quarto-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/8041385202510754371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/8041385202510754371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/voz-de-um-avo-de-fora-do-quarto-de.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-4039161104211307513</id><published>2009-08-07T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:05:18.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;vou contar meu sonho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sonhei que chegava em paris na hora do por-do-sol e tava com a minha mãe indo a pé para um restaurante e ae começava a tocar la vie en rose e a gente assistindo o sol indo embora e dançando, foi lindo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;acordei feliz!&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/3218150144575783141-4039161104211307513?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4039161104211307513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/vou-contar-meu-sonho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4039161104211307513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/4039161104211307513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/vou-contar-meu-sonho.html' title=''/><author><name>tu 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style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't blame you for being you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But you can't blame me for hating it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-87225807666946843?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/87225807666946843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/se-deus-quiser-e-ele-ha-de-querer-vou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/87225807666946843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/87225807666946843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/se-deus-quiser-e-ele-ha-de-querer-vou.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-5437146183763412427</id><published>2009-07-16T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:37:20.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Como vai você ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu preciso saber da sua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Peça a alguém pra me contar sobre o seu dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Anoiteceu e eu preciso só saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como vai você ?&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/3218150144575783141-5437146183763412427?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5437146183763412427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/como-vai-voce-eu-preciso-saber-da-sua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5437146183763412427'/><link rel='self' 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controle perto da comida é mais fácil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dá até um pouco de abuso e quando eu crio coragem parece que o sabor é um zilhão de vezes melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;difícil é na balada. só pode redbull e diet. já viu alguma balada vender redbull diet? nem eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;difícil é não poder beber a cerva "merecida"da semana e todo mundo lá se passando, alegria, alegria e você sem ver tanta graça assim naquilo tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas se a música for boa, já temos mais de meio caminho andado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pq? ah! dançar é muito bom, é bom demás!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;me liberta! me preenche!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dançar por dançar, olhando pro chão ou pro ombrinho.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;queria mesmo um baile funk ou até um sambão!&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/3218150144575783141-6639917540254396483?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6639917540254396483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/amanha-vou-saber-o-quanto-exatamente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/6639917540254396483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/6639917540254396483'/><link rel='alternate' 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aqueles caras do fufufu...&lt;br /&gt;-hã?! como assim moço?&lt;br /&gt;-aqueles chilenos, peruanos, sei lá... aqueles das flautinhas, fufufu&lt;br /&gt;-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;-peraê que eu vou procurar o cd aqui...&lt;br /&gt;-então você gosta de fufufu moço?&lt;br /&gt;-não eu ganhei o cd, gosto de fufufu não!&lt;br /&gt;-gosta sim moço, tem o cd e tudo e sabe cantar direitinho!&lt;br /&gt;-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA gosto não! gosto não!&lt;br /&gt;-fufufuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chegamos ao aeroporto.&lt;br /&gt;foi o taxista mais divertido até hoje!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-8216249792359330530?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8216249792359330530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SjLShSgrAFI/AAAAAAAAACg/VNt9AK23100/s1600-h/Foto38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SjLShSgrAFI/AAAAAAAAACg/VNt9AK23100/s200/Foto38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346567176988590162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;feliz dia dos namorados!&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/3218150144575783141-8072335327102563458?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SjLShSgrAFI/AAAAAAAAACg/VNt9AK23100/s72-c/Foto38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-976010478529671859</id><published>2009-06-12T15:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:04:05.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;gripe sai de mim!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-976010478529671859?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/976010478529671859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/gripe-sai-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 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verdana;"&gt;uma semana um tanto quanto movimentada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;prá bom e prá ruim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;teve briga, viagem marcada, cirque ganho, entrevista pro jornal, fotos pro jornal, pazes, baile, cerveja, muita cerveja, ressaca, cinema, almoço de aniversário, compras finais de dia dos namorados, mais tarde tem show, amanhã casamento e domingo mais cirque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ufa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm back in the game babe!&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/3218150144575783141-3201345311893370565?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-2599780249782979518</id><published>2009-06-03T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:50:15.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;agora ao vivo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;http://twitter.com/flaviacastro_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-2599780249782979518?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2599780249782979518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/agora-ao-vivo-httptwitter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2599780249782979518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2599780249782979518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/agora-ao-vivo-httptwitter.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-5227576012370981945</id><published>2009-06-03T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:48:52.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;doida que chegue o dia 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;porque?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;porque dia 11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;é feriado.&lt;br /&gt;dia 12 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;é dia dos namorados e tem show do dead fish.&lt;br /&gt;dia 13 tem o casamento de uma querida.&lt;br /&gt;dia 14 eu vou pro circo do chul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;é como diz uma pessoa bem ali!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-5227576012370981945?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5227576012370981945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/doida-que-chegue-o-dia-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5227576012370981945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5227576012370981945'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;arroz de carneiro, salsicha branca e costelinha de porco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;original de leve so pra acompanhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;do nada aparece aquele trenzinho da beira mar cheio de marmanjo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;na camiseta que foi feita na fabrica de um amigo tinha escrito:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"1a meia maratona etilica e gastronomica do bando do billy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;isso mesmo, monte de homem no trenzinho da beira mar parando em sete bares para beber e comer a vontade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;passaram mais ou menos uma hora la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;depois adentraram o trenzinho com seus copos cheios e muito mais extrovertidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a gente ja tava pagando a conta quando eles sairam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sabe o que aconteceu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;deu prego o trenzinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ha poucos quarteiroes dali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;varios se achando mecanicos experientes dando pitaco na frente do motor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;varios andando, em direcao ao bar mais proximo.&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/3218150144575783141-7722238586959896051?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-7850683260771671503</id><published>2009-06-01T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:26:37.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;semana passada foi so' trabalho-trabalho-trabalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;na quarta me joguei na cerva e cheguei as-que-da em casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;quinta sai do trabalho 23:30 e na chuva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sexta foi tudo como planejado na inauguracao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;thank god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nao fiz nadica de nada e fui liberada mais cedo pq era aniversario do chefe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;fui conhecer a labradora preta mais linda da atualidade na casa da tia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;quase esmago a bichinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;quase esmago tambem a fiona querida, morro de saudades dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;comprei o presente da amiga da epoca do cursinho e da faculdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nos afastamos pq sabe como e' essa vida de gente grande...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas me deu vontade de mudar isso e la me fui linda, ruiva e de brincos dourados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;foi otimo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;conversei horrores, comida otima e fui buscar o gato no aeroporto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;duas rosas brancas, compradas no pao de acucar, 'e verdade, mas foi de coracao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;as vezes eu esqueco o tanto que ele 'e lindo e o quanto 'e delicioso me encostar nele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas 'e so ele aparecer na minha frente e enconstar no meu braco que tudo fica colorido novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pra casa? que nada... pra farra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;escutei minha musica favorita do strokes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e tome birita e tome gente querida se divertindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;eu acho que tava todo mundo bebendo para tentar esquecer da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e acho que deu certo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a volta pra casa foi a mais divertida dessa vida!&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/3218150144575783141-7850683260771671503?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7850683260771671503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/semana-passada-foi-so-trabalho-trabalho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/7850683260771671503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/7850683260771671503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/semana-passada-foi-so-trabalho-trabalho.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-145191568197608690</id><published>2009-06-01T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:14:35.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;o sorvete era de chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;chocolate ao leite da nestle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ja sabe que o pote foi quase todo embora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;eu e ele, que ja nao pede mais licenca pra abrir a geladeira la de casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;achei otimo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;finalmente ele se sente em casa.&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/3218150144575783141-145191568197608690?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/145191568197608690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-sorvete-era-de-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/145191568197608690'/><link rel='self' 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/ShF0znTUutI/AAAAAAAAABw/9elxym4wZcU/s200/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337175463482931922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-5464656265737732113?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5464656265737732113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/dja-dja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-3672493624944691600</id><published>2009-05-18T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:45:51.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ontem acordei feliz com a minha decisao de nao ir pra "reive".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;levantei cedinho, tomei toddynho vendo o mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;biquini, filtro solar e canga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ah um banho de mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e pro dia terminar beautiful:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;banho de chuva com arco-iris e tudo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;renovada e feliz!&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/3218150144575783141-3672493624944691600?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3672493624944691600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/ontem-acordei-feliz-com-minha-decisao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/3672493624944691600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/3672493624944691600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/ontem-acordei-feliz-com-minha-decisao.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-8626782613925690563</id><published>2009-05-14T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:09:08.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EeETndottyU/SgyIbqEh3ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/O0Zj65BEi8w/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EeETndottyU/SgyIbqEh3ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/O0Zj65BEi8w/s200/30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335789667258326418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sonhei contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; acordei mais saudosa ainda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; como isso e possivel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; existe sentir falta maior que isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; se existe ja aviso logo, que nem se apresente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-8626782613925690563?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8626782613925690563/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-8379232853260937272</id><published>2009-05-14T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:09:20.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;are we human?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; or are we dancers?&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/3218150144575783141-8379232853260937272?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8379232853260937272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-we-human-or-are-we-dancers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/8379232853260937272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/8379232853260937272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-we-human-or-are-we-dancers.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-5144791247000079110</id><published>2009-05-13T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:54:08.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;parece que nada se encaixa.&lt;br /&gt;nem a alma dentro do corpo que lhe pertence.&lt;br /&gt;e nem vamos comecar a falar do tal do corpo!&lt;br /&gt;nunca esteve tao desarmonioso, nunca mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;bola um monte de mudancas.&lt;br /&gt;seria tpm? fase da lua?&lt;br /&gt;e tome-lhe floral!&lt;br /&gt;tres, quatro gotinhas?&lt;br /&gt;"mas que nada, sai da minha frente..."&lt;br /&gt;xiringa tudo goela abaixo e espera.&lt;br /&gt;se que e melhor esperar deitada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-5144791247000079110?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5144791247000079110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/parece-que-nada-se-encaixa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5144791247000079110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5144791247000079110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/parece-que-nada-se-encaixa.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-7793489708279210782</id><published>2009-05-06T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:57:14.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;final de expediente.&lt;br /&gt;aguardando layouts para aprovacao.&lt;br /&gt;"vai ter show do araketu em taua, quer ir?"&lt;br /&gt;alguem comeca a cantar:&lt;br /&gt;"o araketu, o araketu quanto toca,&lt;br /&gt;deixa todo mundo pulando que nem pipoca!"&lt;br /&gt;pergunto se nao existe outra musica dessa banda maldita.&lt;br /&gt;a mesma pessoa comeca a cantar:&lt;br /&gt;"carrim de mao papa papapapa"&lt;br /&gt;um colega imediatamente diz:&lt;br /&gt;"epa, pera la, essa musica e do terrasamba! tenho certeza!"&lt;br /&gt;"como assim tem certeza?"&lt;br /&gt;"eu fui no show deles no clube do vaqueiro, foi a unica vez que eu fui la...&lt;br /&gt;fiquei com um gato vei que roubou minha carteira..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorei de rir!&lt;br /&gt;li-te-ral-men-te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-7793489708279210782?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7793489708279210782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;all i want for the holiday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sol, piscina, churras, cerva e um sorrisao no rosto!&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/3218150144575783141-7028686948989440365?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7028686948989440365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-i-want-for-holiday-sol-piscina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/7028686948989440365'/><link rel='self' 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belt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-9197185524680329836?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9197185524680329836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-details-make-girls-sweat-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/9197185524680329836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/9197185524680329836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-details-make-girls-sweat-even.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-1458441472303329441</id><published>2009-04-07T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:44:01.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;rotina, correria...&lt;br /&gt;saudades de uma querida, pergunto o ela tem feito...&lt;br /&gt;ela disse que ta terminando a mono e completa com aquele "e tu?"&lt;br /&gt;eu?! deixa ver...&lt;br /&gt;viajei, foi otimo!&lt;br /&gt;a maior novidade de todas e que minha mae sem-juizo levou uma gata, dessas que mia mesmo, para casa e quer que eu tome conta durante a semana santa ja que a bonita (da minha mae) vai para jericoacoara com as amigas.&lt;br /&gt;logo eu que ODEIO gatos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-1458441472303329441?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1458441472303329441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/rotina-correria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1458441472303329441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1458441472303329441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/rotina-correria.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-6572219962926459005</id><published>2009-03-23T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:41:40.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sabado dancei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dancei e me deu saudades do noise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sabe inferninho, calor e musica que voce se acaba dancando e cantando como se fosse a ultima noite da sua vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a melhor parte era a proibicao de fumar na pista...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;o seguranca vinha com uma lanterninha e pedia para a pessoa apagar o cigarro ou ir fumar la fora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a-do-rei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pq ow coisinha para me incomodar e cigarro... credo!&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/3218150144575783141-6572219962926459005?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6572219962926459005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/sabado-dancei-dancei-e-me-deu-saudades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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verdana;"&gt;viagens nao planejadas sao as melhores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;as planejadas tambem... faltam 10 dias para uma das minhas cidades favoritas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a parte ruim da nao planejada foi arrumar a mala em 10min e nao ter a minima ideia do que tinha la dentro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4 calcas, alguns vestidos, varios sapatos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;acabou que deu tudo certo pq levei o vestido que sempre da certo com tudo e tambem turista pode sair na rua do jeito que quer nao e?!&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/3218150144575783141-5515541475670292597?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-970512475380219590</id><published>2009-02-17T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:55:40.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;virei funkeira assumida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pronto, falei!&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/3218150144575783141-970512475380219590?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/970512475380219590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;*sal grosso, arruda e oração sempre são a solução!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-5525735815545170472?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5525735815545170472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/sal-grosso-arruda-e-oracao-sempre-sao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5525735815545170472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/5525735815545170472'/><link 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legal.&lt;br /&gt;nesse ano e pouquinho me organizei, me encontrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feliz e pronta pro que 2009 me reservou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até nisso a sintonia está presente&lt;br /&gt;os dois vão viver essa alegria de coisa nova ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-1790312076324038047?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1790312076324038047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/dele-ta-comecando.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1790312076324038047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/1790312076324038047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/dele-ta-comecando.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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-3218150144575783141.post-719330829074974307</id><published>2009-02-11T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:30:42.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;e tome lustra-móvel, poliflor, qualquer coisa prá limpar cara-de-pau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas que eu vi, eu vi!&lt;br /&gt;foi até o chón!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-719330829074974307?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/719330829074974307/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-tome-lustra-movel-poliflor-qualquer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/719330829074974307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/719330829074974307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-tome-lustra-movel-poliflor-qualquer.html' title=''/><author><name>tu 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-2252459729910847880?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2252459729910847880/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2252459729910847880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/2252459729910847880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>tu 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"vamo vô, por aqui..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lá se vai o vovô indo na direção completamente oposta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ele tava jurólogo que a cabine para pagar o ticket do estacionamento era ali por perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;não, não era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-3500491754014876020?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3500491754014876020/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/vovo-odeia-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trânsito na via expressa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de repente, weezer nos meus ouvidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deu saudade de &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;melancia de morango.&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/3218150144575783141-3079975395907488386?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3079975395907488386/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/manha-chuvosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/3079975395907488386'/><link rel='self' 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verdana;"&gt;1o carnaval da minha vida e vai ser no errejota!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1o carnaval? sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nunca "brinquei" o tal do carnaval... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;semprei passei em casa de praia, de serra, de casinha de sapê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;o melhor namorado do mundo existe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mas já é meu!&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/3218150144575783141-2664226570835472874?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2664226570835472874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-218692442797762321</id><published>2009-01-28T11:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:00:06.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;por isso que eu sou devota de são longuinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tá vendo, já deu certo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;errejota here we gooooo!&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/3218150144575783141-218692442797762321?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-3481549296161491701</id><published>2009-01-28T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:53:03.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SYC3iC8fVmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XnSF_uNfmng/s1600-h/jardimbot%C3%A2nico.jpg+%28150%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SYC3iC8fVmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XnSF_uNfmng/s200/jardimbot%C3%A2nico.jpg+%28150%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296434957321721442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;dedos cruzados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vai são longuinho, ajuda aê!&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/3218150144575783141-3481549296161491701?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3481549296161491701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/dedos-cruzados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/3481549296161491701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/3481549296161491701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/dedos-cruzados.html' title=''/><author><name>tu juraaa?!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183772710510876000</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EeETndottyU/SYC3iC8fVmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XnSF_uNfmng/s72-c/jardimbot%C3%A2nico.jpg+%28150%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218150144575783141.post-8822656704362440462</id><published>2009-01-27T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T05:29:46.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>porque como eu moro num país tropical abençoado por deus e bonito por natureza...&lt;br /&gt;e como em fevere tem carna...&lt;br /&gt;vamo se jogar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218150144575783141-8822656704362440462?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8822656704362440462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/porque-como-eu-moro-num-pais-tropical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/8822656704362440462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/8822656704362440462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/porque-como-eu-moro-num-pais-tropical.html' title=''/><author><name>tu 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/&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/3218150144575783141-8036644625609135095?l=tujuraaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8036644625609135095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/isola-abacaxi-que-eu-bebi-leite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/8036644625609135095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218150144575783141/posts/default/8036644625609135095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tujuraaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/isola-abacaxi-que-eu-bebi-leite.html' title='isola abacaxi que eu bebi 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