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  <title>I&apos;m a great look in lacerated shoes</title>
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  <title>Great!</title>
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  <description>So I always end up here when i really need to say something, uh? So, let&apos;s go.&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I&apos;m living now in BH. My daddy gave a kitten and now he&apos;s like my baby, I&apos;m always taking care of him. Oh, his name is Biney =D. &lt;br /&gt;And now, oh man, seems like my life is getting only better. I won&apos;t say anything about it &apos;cause I&apos;m afraid of bad luck, bad man, I can say I finally have a good feeling about this!&lt;br /&gt;So that&apos;s it. See you guys next time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 19:06:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stuff</title>
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  <description>It had been a while since my last post here, uh? So let&apos;s catch up: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;diams; I watched Twilight this weekend for the second time and F*CK! I want my own Charlie, ok? I still think they didn&apos;t need to cut some stuff but the movie itself is good to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;diams; Supernatural it&apos;s simply perfect this season! The best season EVER! The whole heaven vs. hell thing is breath taking. Can&apos;t wait to see how things will come out now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;diams; Grey&apos;s Anatomy is FINALLY beginning to seem like the season one/two/three I loved so much. The serial killer is turning me on, for real! I don&apos;t know what&apos;s going on in his head and why he needs so much to save Bailey&apos;s patient, but that&apos;s just a plus. And Derek&apos;s ring? All theories are up now about the proposal. Can&apos;t wait to see it and see Meredith&apos;s reaction. And Cris vs Mer it&apos;s boring me to death! Enough with that already! Lexie and Mark are too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;diams; I&apos;m moving to Belo Horizonte tomorrow :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and about the icons and banners i told you in the last post? Forget about it. Too ugly haha.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 01:55:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Back into reality</title>
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  <description>So my school-break ends sunday, so that means I&apos;ll have to wake up really early monday. That&apos;s not really nice, you know? I&apos;m not a morning person and waking up at 6AM doesn&apos;t make my day any better. And now I &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; need keep the whole &lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;studying&amp;quot; &lt;/i&gt;going on &apos;till the end of the year. Man, I hate &lt;i&gt;vestibular&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dad&apos;s gonna give me for my birthday and christmas an IPod Touch! I am really excited about it, I&apos;ll be like &amp;quot;H&amp;aacute;, I have this really great IPod and you don&apos;t, l&amp;aacute;l&amp;aacute;l&amp;aacute;.&amp;quot; And my Stephenie Meyer&apos;s books are coming too! That&apos;s why I love my aunt who&apos;s living in the USA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m wasting my time on the computer making some banners and icons. They&apos;re not that good &apos;coz I&apos;m still learning how to use photoshop, but still &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after losing what, 4 or more good shows in this country, I just heard that Incubus will be going some shows here again. I&apos;m like &apos;WOW, i wanna go!&apos; but them i remember that my mom will never let me and I don&apos;t have money for that... &lt;b&gt;PLUS&lt;/b&gt; i have studying to do &apos;till the end of the year, so yeah, you&apos;re pretty much fucked up Marina. &lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>LA Woman - The Doors</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 19:26:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Your First Record</title>
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The first one I bought that I remember was the Millenium by Backstreet Boys. I still have it around but i don`t usually listen the band anymore, only once in a while,</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 18:00:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Favorite Lyrics</title>
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  I would have to say Innocent (Our Lady Peace) or The Coldest Heart (The Classic Crime). I think both of them really shows what I am or how I think.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 16:37:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: The Eternal Nocturnal Struggle</title>
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I love both of them, but Geez!&amp;nbsp; But I think Vampires would be my answer!&lt;br /&gt;I always had this thing about vampires, they&apos;re the best ;)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 23:54:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The paradox of our lives</title>
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  <description>So I found this text (and i don&apos;t remember where), and I&apos;m in the mood to share it :) The text it&apos;s &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; mine, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The paradox of our time in history is that we havetaller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We&apos;ve added years to life not life to years. We&apos;ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We&apos;ve done larger things, but not better things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We&apos;ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We&apos;ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn&apos;t cost a cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to say, &quot;I love you&quot; to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind. Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 19:57:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My new drug</title>
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  <description>So, yeah, I am kind of leaving the hole study tension behind. It&apos;s not because I want to... i&apos;m just getting addicted to everything I see. &lt;br /&gt;First of all, Grey&apos;s Anatomy. Man, how can it be? I am totally devoted to this show, i spend every effing week thinking about the day I can watch the new episode. Oh, McDreamy♥&amp;nbsp; So I was trying to find something to waste my time with, and i re-descovered fanfics. Oh god, I had no idea how i missed it. I love read, everybody knows it, so I was just great.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a fic and then the girls said something about this book, &lt;i&gt;Twilight.&lt;/i&gt; I had no idea what the book was about, but still, everybody there was saying it was great, so i just downloaded it. When I was reading it, it punched me straigh in the head. It was about freaking &lt;b&gt;vampires.&lt;/b&gt; Ok, i was done. Vampires are the world to me. I love them. I just downloaded the saga, (Twilight, New Moon and Eclipse) and i had read it in less then 1 week. I read all 3 books in 4 days! And i just found out there&apos;s this movie coming soon. Oh god, I am so happy, and now i&apos;m waiting for Breaking Daws, the fourth book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen♥</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 00:02:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Boring Boring</title>
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  <description>So today was good. Ok, I&apos;m being totally sarcastic, there&apos;s no way my day was good. Firstly, I went to school with my brother, and since I don&apos;t have yet enough age to drive, it means I had to walk, and I &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; walks. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, just &apos;cause everyone seems to love me, the first class i had to watch was Luisinho&apos;s one, and I don&apos;t really know how someone can make Biology looks so bad. Oh God. And then, on his second class that day, i was called by my other Professor on the outside and then he just said I was going to play handball. And yep, i said to him i didn&apos;t really play any sports since when i was in 8th grade, and he yet wanted me to play. I really, really wished then to say no, but i am completely stupid and said yes.&lt;br /&gt;When i had just watch all my classes, i went home to eat, &apos;coz i was starving already. And what do I found outside the room? The most brilliant, blindness and hot sun i&apos;ve ever seen. And i had to walk under it. Just great!&lt;br /&gt;When i get home, my mom had already left to work, and that means i had to walk back to school again. Just when I remembered I had to buy this book. So I left home earlier and went to every library i know in this fucking town. And? I didn&apos;t find it. This book simply doesn&apos;t exist around here. And I found Fabricio somewhere, and he made me go with him to this place &apos;coz he had to pay them or something like that. Just when it started to rain. It was rainning, i was in the worse mood ever and my mom was waiting for me to met her. And we were still &lt;b&gt;walking &lt;/b&gt;in the &lt;i&gt;rain.&lt;/i&gt; Ok, after all that, we went to school again, and we had just missed the first class. So we watched the others we had to. Then I went to my mom&apos;s workplace and we went straight home, thanks god.&lt;br /&gt;Then I took a shower and had something to eat, and went to this place when the whole school games&apos; are going to happen, and since i am going to play, i had to go. It was terrible, i just wanted to go away, and&amp;nbsp; forget i was in that place. But at least I saw Mari&amp;hearts; but still.&lt;br /&gt;I called my mom and she picked me up there and brought me home, and now I am here. And yet i have homework to do. Oh, i just hate school and everything elses related to it. I want vacations already!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 02:39:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I found my guardian angel</title>
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  <description>Ok, eu tô viciada em Moonlight e tive que escrever sobre algo da série, então...&lt;br /&gt;só pra dizer mesmo, contém spoilers sobre a série =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Um abraço. Uma abraço caloroso que ele não sentia fazia tempo. Ele conseguia sentir o coração da mulher em seus braços batendo calorosamente, batendo de uma forma que ele não se lembrava mais como era. A sua respiração era inconstante assim como a da menor, ele só queria tê-la nos braços mais uma vez, queria sentir seu cheiro e deixá-la confortável. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;“Obrigada” Ela disse de uma maneira quase inaudível. Ela sentia já o ter conhecido e ter se sentindo tão segura como nessa noite nos braços de alguém. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;O simples toque de seus corpos, o simples fato de vê-lo à sua frente a fez acalmar. Tudo o que ele queria era contar à ela, contar o que era e como vivia. Queria contar à ela que foi ele quem a salvou do seqüestro há vinte anos atrás. Ele queria, mas não podia. Não podia porque ele sabia que as pessoas não reagiam bem quando descobriam que ele era um morto-vivo; um vampiro. E então, mesmo com todo o segredo que ele acarretava ele sentiu um alivio ao perceber que ela realmente estava em seus braços, sentindo-se segura. Pela primeira vez ele sentiu que estava compensando o monstro que ele era, pela primeira vez desde quase cinco décadas ele sentiu-se... humano.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Maybe it was her blood in my veins that let me feel her, the beating of her very living heart...Or maybe we&apos;ve always been connected.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - Mick St. John em &lt;b&gt;Fever&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Tradução do último trecho: Talvez seja o sangue dela em minhas veias que me fazem sentí-la, a batida de seu coração tão vivo... ou talvez nós sempre estivemos conectados.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Yep, eu sei, tá uma merda u_u&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 00:24:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>É tão... rápido assim?</title>
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  <description>Sei lá, não parecia ser tão simples assim. Eu não sei falar sobre isso, mas que se foda, me deu vontade de comentar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que tenho que tomar providencias para que &lt;u&gt;algo&lt;/u&gt; ocorra, mas eu não tenho coragem, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Foi tão bom sair ontem por mais distante que minha mente estava de lá. E os ultimos minutos na praça com o pessoal foi fantástico... Os últimos minutos com ele lá, conversando. Foi ótimo, mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que fazer, não sei como seguir. As vezes eu queria tanto ser outra pessoa por um dia para aprender como agir em uma hora como essa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tô feliz, não sei porque. Eu tô começando a passar mal, tô passada e doida por causa do kung fu, com saudade do meu pai e tudo mais, mas tô feliz. Não sei se é por causa dele ou de algum acontecimento que aconteceu.</description>
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  <lj:music>Earthquake - The Used</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 21:08:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>É a vida, não?</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Você acorda e acha que sua vida é horrível, que tudo de ruim que poderia acontecer com as outras pessoas aconteceu contigo. Dá vontade de gritar, certo? Você quer jogar tudo pro alto, quer desistir de tudo. Você quer a vida de qualquer outra pessoa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu me sentia assim quando soube que um colega meu estava na CTI de um horpital de Belo Horizonte com o sistema imunológico zerado e com alguma doença transmitida pelo rato que os exames ainda não conseguiram detectar com certeza. Você pensa, e daí? Eu não tenho nada haver com isso. Mas você continua a ouvir o que a professora está dizendo sobre ele e o estado dele. Ele está entubado, totalmente sedado e tem momentos de lucidez durante o dia. Ele está em coma induzido. Você começa a se importar, não é mesmo? É uma pena, o menino nem viveu direito e já está sofrendo tanto. Ae chega a bomba, &quot;os médicos disseram que sua chance agora é apenas fé, eles não acreditam tanto que ele irá se recuperar&quot;. Foi o que a professora disse, foi o que te fez acordar. Ele tem 10% de chance de sair dessa condição, 10% de chance de viver. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E você se sente pior do que antes, porque agora você se sente egoísta por achar que sua vida é péssima enquanto tem gente - próxima ou não - sofrendo muito mais que você. Mas o pior de tudo é ficar um dia sem conseguir pensar no assunto, sem deixar cair a ficha. Mas depois sempre cai. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;É triste, não? É triste ver como nós, seres humanos, conseguimos ser tão egoístas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô depressiva demais por causa dele, e isso porque nem conversar com ele direito eu não converso. Chega de coisa triste. Amostra Cultural!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gente, vai ser um amor a amostra cultural desse ano. A minha sala ficou com internet: sites de relacionamento, entertenimento e alguma-coisa-que-não-me-lembro. Nós o meu grupo vai falar de sites gringos - myspace, greatestjournal, livejournal, aim (que não é site, mas whatever), purevolume - e vai ser super lindo! Super empolgada, ok?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E tem o trabalho de sociologia *-* quando ficar pronto eu posto no vocêtubo pra vocês verem, não tem como explicar direito o trabalho, é complexo ._.&apos;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E nesse sábado eu vou reunir com o pessoal da minha - futura - banda pra vermos o primeiro repertório e arrumar umas coisas *o* não vejo a hora do primeiro ensaio o/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O kung fu acabou com minha mão domingo, ela tá machucada até agora. Espero que sare logo pra eu voltar a fazer o cati no sábado u_u&apos;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 23:40:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Insônia</title>
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  <description>Eu odeio isso. Odeio ficar deitada na cama a noite inteira tentando dormir e não conseguir. Isso já tá me matando, ok? Não durmo direito vai fazer quase um mês. Alguém tem alguma receita pra curar insônia? Macumbas, feitiçarias, promessas, vale de tudo. E nem é desespero, tá? u_u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeente, como tá queeente o___o&apos; COMO FAAAAS? eu quase derreto nesse calor &lt;strike&gt;e não tiro a blusa de frio porque sou anormal =D&lt;/strike&gt; e não chove. Acho assim, se for fazer calor, tem que ter no mínimo uma chuva por semana. Vou revoltar com São Pedro [?].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teste de sexta passou para amanhã. Merda de feriado que caiu logo numa sexta u_u Mas, por incrível que pareça, eu &lt;b&gt;estudei&lt;/b&gt; hoje &lt;strike&gt;e fiz os deveres.&lt;/strike&gt; Acho que a consciência tomou conta de mim. Acho que vou dar a louca e escrever um post depois só sobre a vida escolar e que caminho seguir, mesmo sabendo que ninguém lê isso mimimimi ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém sabe de algum site onde venda correias - de baixo, guitarra, violão... - bonitas? Eu não acho nenhuma que preste&amp;nbsp;e já enjoei da minha.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 20:58:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>AEAE, LJ novo</title>
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  <description>Fiz um novo LJ, cansei do antigo, sacolé? Porque dado um certo momento, eu me canso de tudo. Quem me tinha no antigo - acho que só umas três pessoas, aeae, viva o anonimato - me add nesse. Well, quem quiser me add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei a tarde inteira arrumando essa budega. Eita coisinha chata, ein. Mas ok, acho que até ficou legalzinho. O meu dvd do Avenged chegou semana passada e eu dei crise mesmo, ok? Eu nem paguei imposto, acho que ficaram muito sem graça pelo tempo que ficaram segurando ele (claro u_u). Ele é lindo e já assisti milhões de vezes. HipHip Urra pros meus gordos bêbados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus dedos estão uma bola. Acho burrice minha ficar uma semana sem praticar baixo. Tá doeeendo ;-;. E minha orelha é outra coisa que não tá exatamente cicatrizada, né ._. minha impaciência um dia ainda me mata, mas bem, tô com 7mm nela =] e sem a minha mãe perceber que tenho orelha alargada, sou amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô esperando dar a hora pra ir pro Kung Fu. E tenho certeza que o mestre vai fazer a gente correr muito só porque ele não gosta de mim u_u e depois fazer abdominal de milhões de maneiras, e depois flexão e depois do alongamento e tudo, praticar Kung Fu até as pernas cairem. E o pior é gostar o_o&apos; menos da parte de correr, claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E preciso urgentemente desligar o dvd/a tv que está tocando a música de fundo do menu do loams. Desert song é linda, mas não tô aguentando mais escutar um pedacinho porque eu já tô escutando faz uma hora o___o tenho problema de insanidade, beijos.</description>
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