<?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-6006606899428748068</id><updated>2012-02-01T23:32:55.299-02:00</updated><category term='Medo'/><category term='esmalte'/><category term='ônibus'/><category term='competição'/><category term='bonsai'/><category term='Porto Alegre'/><category term='Lari'/><category term='Bioquímica'/><category term='RIO'/><category term='guria'/><category term='ANVISA'/><category term='estágio'/><category term='saudade'/><category term='provas'/><category term='casamento'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Farmácia'/><category term='Mirtes'/><category term='Sheron'/><category term='2012'/><category term='reclamona'/><category term='infância'/><category term='sonho'/><category term='banheiro'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='História'/><category term='Natal'/><category term='Revlon'/><category term='chuva'/><category term='compras'/><category term='livros'/><category term='opinião'/><category term='selo'/><category term='mana'/><category term='filme'/><category term='Meta'/><category term='T.P.M.'/><title type='text'>Guria de Porto Alegre!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Objetivo: escrever o que der na "telha". Mas já vou avisando que tem muita coisa de mulherzinha aqui hehehe... Aliás, de guria! :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5822372040828388040</id><published>2011-07-28T19:28:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T19:50:40.990-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQO0zg0OOBE/TjHkliuiyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/W4qDRAblYAk/s1600/mana.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 157px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634535942445517586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQO0zg0OOBE/TjHkliuiyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/W4qDRAblYAk/s200/mana.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já estava mais do que na hora de postar aqui a minha imensa saudades da minha maninha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     Ela está em Dublin, vai ficar um ano, que termina (uhuu) em dezembro. Eu sempre achei que 01 ano passasse rápido, mas este não, está se arrastando!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     O quarto ficou enorme, a casa vazia, as noites silenciosas e as férias, um tédio!!! Mas apesar da &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imensa falta que ela tem nos feito, a mim e a meus pais, estamos muito felizes pelo sonho realizado e pela experiência de vida que ela tem tido. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mana, te amo do fundo do meu coração, e graças a Deus que tu é minha irmã para sempre, aqui no Brasil ou ai na Irlanda! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      Mega beijão, e chegue logo dezembro!!!!! heheheh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-5822372040828388040?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5822372040828388040/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/07/mana.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5822372040828388040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5822372040828388040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/07/mana.html' title='MANA'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQO0zg0OOBE/TjHkliuiyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/W4qDRAblYAk/s72-c/mana.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-6566670148407741303</id><published>2011-07-28T19:01:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T19:26:37.775-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>SAUDADES!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9qy41JJpMs/TjHf0OLzQyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/0Q8g6hOe6A4/s1600/saudades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 150px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634530697070986018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9qy41JJpMs/TjHf0OLzQyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/0Q8g6hOe6A4/s200/saudades.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Aiiiiiii bateu uma saudade!!!! Vim xeretar...hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Esse semestre foi mega-super-ultra puxado, tive que deixar o blog de lado, a faculdade &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ainda&lt;/span&gt; é prioridade..aff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Como estou de férias, a prioridade agora será pôr o blog em dia (juro!!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijokas!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-6566670148407741303?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/6566670148407741303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/07/saudades.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6566670148407741303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6566670148407741303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/07/saudades.html' title='SAUDADES!!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9qy41JJpMs/TjHf0OLzQyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/0Q8g6hOe6A4/s72-c/saudades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-9009710243307050584</id><published>2011-02-27T16:05:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:36:23.618-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infância'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porto Alegre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ônibus'/><title type='text'>Na pracinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7MpdPFs0AE/TWqm8OcYI_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/yFyPmhz1IHE/s1600/imagesCA2OQOCI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578454642051261426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7MpdPFs0AE/TWqm8OcYI_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/yFyPmhz1IHE/s200/imagesCA2OQOCI.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na minha infância do que eu mais me lembro são os balanços. Talvez porque minha avó paterna tivesse uma creche e eu vivia "andando" nos balanços de lá. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas balanços não são só uma recordação de infância, acho lindo aquelas casas com um balanço na varanda ou no pátio, aqueles de dois ou três lugares, sabe?! (No filme "Simplesmente complicado", a personagem da Meryl Streep tem uma casa belíssima com um balanço muito fofo....)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa semana eu vi uma cena pra lá de inusitada (pelo menos pra mim). Eu estava no ônibus- pra variar- e vi que numa praça estava uma turma de garis descansado na hora do almoço. Alguns tiravam um ronco nos bancos, outros conversavam, mas tinha um que em especial chamou a minha atenção- e me deu uma invejinha. Aquele homem de macacão laranja "cheguei", estava se balançando com uma felicidade que era de pedir para parar o ônibus e entrar na fila do balanço! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabe quando a gente se balança com vontade como se fosse dar a volta no brinquedo ou pular na maior distância... foi inevitável sorrir. A alegria dele me contagiou.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depois disso não andei de balanço, mas dá pra dizer que minha viagem ficou melhor :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.: saudades da infância!&lt;/strong&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/6006606899428748068-9009710243307050584?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/9009710243307050584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-pracinha.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/9009710243307050584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/9009710243307050584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-pracinha.html' title='Na pracinha'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7MpdPFs0AE/TWqm8OcYI_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/yFyPmhz1IHE/s72-c/imagesCA2OQOCI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-7989485972075492802</id><published>2011-01-28T21:31:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T14:51:37.400-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casamento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Casamento faz bem para saúde física e mental</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TUNTaekc0bI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BYTMCzBtdxU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567385278707716530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TUNTaekc0bI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BYTMCzBtdxU/s200/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É o que diz o estudo publicado na "British Medical Journal" de Fevereiro!!!!!! (viu, amore?!) (Leia em :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://br.noticias.yahoo.com/s/28012011/83/casar-saude.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casar faz bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas, vamos ver as seguintes situações: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Estar casado o impede, de certa forma, de tomar qualquer atitude (o "qualquer" aqui significa fazer o que der na telha), fica chato tu simplesmente comprar/trocar de carro sem antes mencionar esse desejo ao outro, certo?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E quando se está solteiro, para a maioria dos homens, trocar de carro é sempre prioridade, e ninguém além, dele mesmo tem que opinar nessa decisão. Conclusão: 1 ponto para os solteiros.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Estar solteiro e de carro novo não quer dizer que tu terás uma boa companhia à noite, não inclui aqui companhias virtuais ou pagas, ok?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas estar casado significa que tu escolheu aquela pessoa para estar contigo em todas as noites, boas e ruins, certo?! Conclusão: 1 ponto para os casados.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então, temos um empate. O que decide na real é o seu ponto de vista. Aqui foram só dois exemplos, poderia fazer um mega post e não conseguiria concluí-lo. Uma porque sou mulher, outras tantas por ser sonhadora e acreditar muito que casamentos são - sim -para toda vida. Mesmo vendo tantas histórias de crises e fim de casamentos de muitos anos, ou aqueles casamentos relâmpagos, eu ainda acho que o casamento que dura é aquele em que os noivos se propõem, por amor!, a se casar. Não por aparência, por grana, por gravidez, ou por achar que tá na hora (corrida contra menopausa para engravidar ou porque a prima vai casar). É para ser feliz, quando se sente que para isso dividir um teto é a melhor decisão. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ser solteiro é muito bom quando se tem dinheiro e juventude (juventude= idade!), o que não quer dizer que só beirando à velhice e à miséria que tu deve se casar, pelo contrário! Mas é que a vida já é tão curta e trabalhamos tanto, gastamos tanto o nosso tempo para construir os nossos sonhos que se deixarmos para realizar muito tarde talvez no arrependeremos de não ter feito antes. Mas o "antes tarde do que nunca" é sempre um consolo! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom, se o estudo diz que faz bem se casar, a gente tem que lembrar que outros estudos também dizem que fazer sexo é saudável, seja tu solteiro ou casado, então eu diria que sexo com amor deve ser o elixir da juventude, e ,consequentemente, da felicidade :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bju bju&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.: esses assuntos sempre me empolgam kkk &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6006606899428748068-7989485972075492802?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/7989485972075492802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/casamento-faz-bem-para-saude-fisica-e.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7989485972075492802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7989485972075492802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/casamento-faz-bem-para-saude-fisica-e.html' title='Casamento faz bem para saúde física e mental'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TUNTaekc0bI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BYTMCzBtdxU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-315167275578600662</id><published>2011-01-26T23:35:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:24:50.940-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selo'/><title type='text'>Amei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TUDMDMicZ7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/3zbPpDbHO5M/s1600/selodequalidade.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566673494707300274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TUDMDMicZ7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/3zbPpDbHO5M/s200/selodequalidade.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Comecei o ano bem,hein?! Ganhei este selo (fofíssimo) de uma blogueira (amiga fofíssima). Adivinha quem? Da Lari, lógico! hehehehehe.... Obrigada, prometo me puxar mais, mesmo com este calorão que faz a gente não raciocinar nada! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Pelo que eu entendi terei que dar este selo para mais uns blog, seria 15 ,mas como eu disse "seria". Antes, porém, é preciso responder umas questões, lá vão elas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nome:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sheron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma música:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; I'm yours - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humor:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diria que de lua, mulher de fases.. Bem, meu humor não varia de horas, mas sim de antes TPM, durante TPM, após TPM, hehehe. Daí vai de sorridente confiante à chorona raivosa heheheheh... mais ou menos por aí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Uma estação do ano:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eu prefiro aquela de sol com temperaturas amenas, uma brisa de leve, à noitinha um ventinho fresco e na hora de durmir uma chuvinha para ouvir o barulhinho hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bem, mas se ainda não há esta 5ª estação, eu fico com o verão (no ar condicionado ou na praia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Como prefere viajar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; prefiro viajar bem confortável, sem ninguém falando alto ou andando de um lado para o outro, muito menos quando tem criança chorando ou alguém roncando! :) De avião para distâncias maiores (já que não durmo e enjôo), mas se for mais rápidinho de carro com um sonzinho já tá valendo, com um parada para banheiro! hehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Um seriado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eu não tenho assistido muita tv ultimamente, mas o seriado que acompanhei e inclusive comprei os dvd's (originais! óóóóh) foi da série "Supernatural", muito boa!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Frase ou palavra mais dita por você:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "bah", "que tri", "hoje irei durmir mais cedo" (qdo a preguiça bate pela manhã) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que achou do selo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; um honra recebê-lo, muito fofo e original!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;E os blogueiros em destaque (para mim) são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://coisasdefono.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coisas de Fono:&lt;/a&gt; de uma futura fonoaudióloga preguiçosa que não escreve há um tempão, minha mana hehehehe... mas que tem muito o que dividir conosco, vamos lá guriaa!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mocafresca.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moça Fresca&lt;/a&gt;: porque moda e bom gosto nem sempre andam juntas, mas se encontram neste blog, recomendadíssimo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vivendoportoalegre.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vivendo Porto Alegre:&lt;/a&gt; fotos belíssimas desta cidade querida tu encontra aqui!!! Vale muito a pena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bom, como estou sem o meu note no momento e os blog estão nos "favoritos", então , por enquanto são estes, semana que vem eu edito para por mais blogueiros que merecem ser lembrados! Ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bju bju&lt;br /&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/6006606899428748068-315167275578600662?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/315167275578600662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/amei.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/315167275578600662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/315167275578600662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/amei.html' title='Amei'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TUDMDMicZ7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/3zbPpDbHO5M/s72-c/selodequalidade.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-838282999762441920</id><published>2011-01-15T19:08:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T19:34:42.899-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIO'/><title type='text'>Rio de Janeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TTIStD7S8FI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NQTvriv29AQ/s1600/rio-de-janeiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562529055113408594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TTIStD7S8FI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NQTvriv29AQ/s200/rio-de-janeiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em novembro, tive o imenso prazer de ir ao Rio de Janeiro pela primeira vez. A cidade simplesmente me conquistou, nunca tinha pensado em ir porque achava perigoso (coisas da mídia). Porém, fui bem no findi em que o BOPE tomava conta do Complexo do Alemão, não ouvi tiro, não vi correria, nada. Vi gente bonita, simpática, praias paradisíacas (para quem só conhecia até Floripa...), uma natureza que Deus não poupou em beleza. Enfim, pretendo voltar o quanto antes. AMEI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora, 2 meses depois, a região serrana do Rio está em destruição, uma tragédia sem descrições possíveis. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gente, é de achar que o fim do mundo já chegou! O que aquelas pessoas passaram/estam passando é algo assustador, triste demais! Aquela senhora sendo puxada por uma corda, tendo que soltar o cachorrinho para poder se salvar, foi de doer o coração!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rezo para que pare de chuver lá, para que as pessoas consigam reconstruir suas vidas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vamos ajudar oRio!!!! Reze, doe, mande vibrações positivas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É nessas horas que vemos que o que vale é quem você é, as pessoas que você ama, não o que tu tem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bjus&lt;/strong&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/6006606899428748068-838282999762441920?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/838282999762441920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/rio-de-janeiro.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/838282999762441920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/838282999762441920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/rio-de-janeiro.html' title='Rio de Janeiro'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TTIStD7S8FI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NQTvriv29AQ/s72-c/rio-de-janeiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-6219040534896963384</id><published>2011-01-10T21:08:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T22:16:14.152-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hummm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSuhGz6sVuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/oO975zCcnx0/s1600/caozinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560715303306680034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSuhGz6sVuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/oO975zCcnx0/s200/caozinho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ai, não tinha como não postar isso.... MANGA , não, não é mangá lá dos japa não, é manga fruta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Comi a manga mais doce, mais suculenta, mais macia, mais geladinha da minha vida!!! E era grande!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Descasquei salivando, cortei em um prato e quando o caroço me sobrou na mão, não resisti!!!!!! heheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gente, não tem coisa mais boa que chupar manga????? hehehehe... Ficar com os dentes cheios de fiapinhos... hum!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daí, com essa cabecinha cheia de imaginação, fiquei pensando porque as pessoas falam em "cão chupando manga" quando se referem a alguém feio demais (tipo o Ronaldinho &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gaúcho&lt;/span&gt; auhuaha)??? E resolvi procurar imagens de cães chupando manga. E descobri que não tem a ver, são umas gracinhas!!!! Tu não acha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bju bju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S. Peguei essas imagens no Google imagens, então se esse bichinho aí for seu..sorry, ele ficou muito fofo! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-6219040534896963384?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/6219040534896963384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/hummm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6219040534896963384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6219040534896963384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/hummm.html' title='Hummm....'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSuhGz6sVuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/oO975zCcnx0/s72-c/caozinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-1519947100235486995</id><published>2011-01-07T18:26:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T18:41:58.148-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmácia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Destino Correto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSd6RKFwaEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wvPigi-LGFw/s1600/descarte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559546700197029954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSd6RKFwaEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wvPigi-LGFw/s200/descarte.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Destino Correto para Medicamentos é um programa que tem como objetivo orientar e estimular a forma correta de descarte de medicamentos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa semana eu já fiz a minha parte, dei uma "limpa" aqui em casa em medicamentos vencidos ou aqueles que sobraram e não seriam mais utilizados. E como tinha remédio!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apesar de não ter mais crianças em casa, é sempre bom evitar intoxicação, né?! Pra que guadar? Além disso, a Natureza agradece!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu descartei na Farmácia Popular da rua Ramiro Barcelos próxima à UFRGS e Hospital de Clínicas de Porto Alegre. Mas tem outras farmácias que também fazem parte deste programa, informe-se!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Faça tu também!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bju bju&lt;/strong&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/6006606899428748068-1519947100235486995?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/1519947100235486995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/destino-correto.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1519947100235486995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1519947100235486995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/destino-correto.html' title='Destino Correto'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSd6RKFwaEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wvPigi-LGFw/s72-c/descarte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-1490522847801806465</id><published>2011-01-06T18:07:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T18:26:38.340-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porto Alegre'/><title type='text'>E não foi dessa vez!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSY7_IdfcsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cksqG2zhqkc/s1600/narcisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559196745824432834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSY7_IdfcsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cksqG2zhqkc/s200/narcisa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hoje, quinta-feira, com o calor infernal de Porto Alegre, não pude recordar que era para eu estar na praia, melhor dizendo, em Garopaba! Rica, pensando que país conhecer primeiro,comprar lancha ou iate, dúvidas, muitas dúvidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Não, eu não joguei na mega-sena da virada, mas meu namo jogou, e não ganhou nadica. Mas fez questão das horas precedentes do resultado da mega, ficar me fazendo propostas, convites e afirmações!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Agora tô eu aqui suando, indo para o terceiro banho.... É, o jeito é cair na realidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Não foi dessa vez que fiquei amiga da Narcisa kkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bju bju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-1490522847801806465?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/1490522847801806465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-nao-foi-dessa-vez.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1490522847801806465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1490522847801806465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-nao-foi-dessa-vez.html' title='E não foi dessa vez!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSY7_IdfcsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cksqG2zhqkc/s72-c/narcisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-3783394952663360462</id><published>2011-01-05T21:36:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T22:02:06.829-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estágio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmácia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><title type='text'>Porquinho!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSUGWBTY_BI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N1JpHJS6l5c/s1600/porquinho3_lu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558856290435398674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSUGWBTY_BI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N1JpHJS6l5c/s200/porquinho3_lu.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Quem não acha adorável esse bichinho? Ainda mais aqueles de pelúcia, rosinha, cheirosinho, com rabinho todo de rosquinha, uma fofura,não? Só de descrever eu fico arrepiada!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Arrepiada de lembrar o cheiro, o tamanho, aquela orelha peluda, enorme e fedorenta !!!! Sim, porcos não são assim tão fofos como você pensa (como eu pensava)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Estava eu (Sheron) fazendo uma seleção para IC (iniciação científica) na minha faculdade. A professora- orientadora me informou que umas das atividades que eu teria que realizar seria cortar orelhas de porcos para fazer estudos de permeação cutânea. Sim, a derme deles -éca- tem muita semelhança com a derme dos humanos (pelo menos na região da orelha)... Bom, como eu já fiz de tudo em pesquisa, inclusive EPF - Exame Parasitológico de Fezes -éca éca éca...com direito a milho e tudo ÉCAAAA, não vi problema alguma em cortar orelhas rosadinhas e fofinhas do "óh,pobre bichinho".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Comecei o estágio bem faceira fazendo nanoemulsão (mazhaaa). Até que chegou o dia. Uma imensa sacola foi aberta sobre a pia da bancada, caindo umas 20 orelhas. Quando vi tive que segurar a dona fresca dentro de mim (mas corri para pegar uma luva). Após 10 minutos de bisturi e uma orelha que é 3 vezes maior que minha mão, o que segurei foi o vômito. Pois, o cheiro, ou melhor, o fedor erá algo nojento... Cruel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Agora, depois que você encontrar uma farmacêutica, seja pelo menos educada, nunca se sabe o que ela já fez para chegar ali! kkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bju bju... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-3783394952663360462?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/3783394952663360462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/porquinho.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3783394952663360462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3783394952663360462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/porquinho.html' title='Porquinho!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSUGWBTY_BI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N1JpHJS6l5c/s72-c/porquinho3_lu.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-7958356895667638368</id><published>2011-01-04T13:02:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:27:47.718-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meta'/><title type='text'>Começa 2011!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSM8QiS0zJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/F0OmcGnhFIU/s1600/imagesCAGFW306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558352619886660754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSM8QiS0zJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/F0OmcGnhFIU/s200/imagesCAGFW306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Primeiro post do ano!!!! Um pouco atrasada? Não, eu estava "lagarteando" na praia!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Primeiramente, quero desejar a todos um ano muito rico, não só de dim-dim, mas de saúde, alegrias, realizações, festas, encontros (viu Lari?!), beijos e tudo mais que for para ser feliz neste ano!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O que eu quero mesmo é que este ano passe correndo, a mil!!!! Ano que vem é que eu espero concretizar uns sonhos....um deles é me formar (a-le-lu-ia!!!!). Este ano será, para mim, um ano de planejamentos, metas, dedicação aos estudos.... Mas 2012 será a realização! E se Deus quiser o fulaninho que inventou que o mundo acabaria no próximo bendito ano esteja muito errado (e queimando no mármore do inferno kkkkk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ah, e para começar bem este ano (tãn tãn tãn tããããã) eu indico aqui um blog da minha amiga fofis (que eu sempre falo) a Lari, já que eu não tô postando muito, para quem está afim de uma leitura inteligente, sarcástica (heheh) e de muito bom humor, vale muito a pena do pavão albino da malásia!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oelementofogo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;www.oelementofogo.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Depois comentem a indicação viu?! E Lari, é dé real! kkkkk.... capaz, quem é que não conhece o teu blog némezzzz?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bju bju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-7958356895667638368?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/7958356895667638368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/comeca-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7958356895667638368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7958356895667638368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2011/01/comeca-2011.html' title='Começa 2011!!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TSM8QiS0zJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/F0OmcGnhFIU/s72-c/imagesCAGFW306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-220521983925004017</id><published>2010-12-27T22:25:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:53:00.393-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='História'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirtes'/><title type='text'>Mirtes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TRk0sipCvQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UOSDiO_A41s/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555529555156057346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TRk0sipCvQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UOSDiO_A41s/s200/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mirtes acordara cedo, o sol batia na mesa da cozinha. Mais uma segunda-feira, de calor e caos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tudo o que queria era tomar o café e voltar para cama, como se tivesse se enganado e ainda fosse domingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mas não, no jornal já consta a data da semana, além do registro de acidente das auto-estradas e a frase do palhaço Tiririca "Cheguei com sorte", se referindo ao aumento do salário dos deputados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mirtes com o gosto amargo do café (e da leitura do jornal) sai rumo ao seu trabalho. Trabalho honesto, que a deixa fora de casa num total de 12 horas, que lhe deixa estressada, que lhe aumentou suas crises de enxaqueca, e que não chega nem a 10% do que ganha o tal palhaço. Mas enfim, ela não se candidatou... sai rindo de sua própria condição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Na estação de trem ela já se ajeita, pede licença para chegar mais à porta. É arremessada para dentro do trem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;O trem parte, uma, duas, três estações, sai 3 entra 20. O cheiro do cabelo da moça a deixe agoniada, o hálito de tabaco do tiozinho do lado é pior; Outra estação, mais outra estação,Mirtes é cutucada com uma bolsa batendo em sua testa, e então percebe que sua estação passou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ela havia desmaiado em pé dentro do trem!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;                                                                           "Putz, vou me atrasar, mais um desconto no final do mês!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-220521983925004017?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/220521983925004017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/12/mirtes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/220521983925004017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/220521983925004017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/12/mirtes.html' title='Mirtes'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TRk0sipCvQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UOSDiO_A41s/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-14750122572299929</id><published>2010-12-27T20:29:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:16:40.885-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>Antes que acabe o ano!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TRkrgTLOMtI/AAAAAAAAANA/akpUoWCmR2M/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555519449241367250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TRkrgTLOMtI/AAAAAAAAANA/akpUoWCmR2M/s200/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Hello???!!!! Alguém aqui???? ( Uiiii, teia de aranha!!! Eca)... Ôh de casa???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Oiiiiiiiiiiiii gente!!! Sorry!!!! Eu sei que toda desculpa será esfarrapada!!! hehe.... Mas não custa nada tentar, eu tive provas, minha mana viajou para fora do país (tinha que fazer uns negócios para ela), bateu preguiça, tinha as ofertas do Peixe Urbano (maraaaaaaaaa), a academia que me acaba, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Não vou mentir, até tinha tempo, mas é sempre assim, quanto mais tempo a gente tem, pouco a gente faz, não é mesmo? Ah, fora o calor!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Bom, como é que estão? E o Natal, tudo tranquilo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Comigo tudo bem obrigada, passei em todas as disciplinas (rumo ao sétimo semestre!!!), trabalhei pouco, malhei muito, viajei para o Rio de Janeiro em meio ao tiroteio no Complexo do Alemão, gostei deste semestre!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Hoje só foi para tirar as teias e varrer as baratas (sorry Lari), amanhã -EU JURO- tô de volta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Bju bju&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/6006606899428748068-14750122572299929?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/14750122572299929/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/12/antes-que-acabe-o-ano.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/14750122572299929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/14750122572299929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/12/antes-que-acabe-o-ano.html' title='Antes que acabe o ano!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TRkrgTLOMtI/AAAAAAAAANA/akpUoWCmR2M/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-6989813867230428277</id><published>2010-09-20T14:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T14:26:26.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhhuuuuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TJeZJTShyvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MmMl5gY10e4/s1600/final-de-semana-tah-aii-uhuuu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519048253441690354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TJeZJTShyvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MmMl5gY10e4/s200/final-de-semana-tah-aii-uhuuu.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valeu Lari!!!! Consegui parar de me seguir no blog!!!! hehehehe.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiz o teu passo-a-passo e deu certo!!!! Mazhaaaa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já estava prestes a marcar um encontro pra ti me ajudar.... hehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora vou ensinar a Bruna, que também fez isso "sem-querer-querendo" hehe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijos&lt;/strong&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/6006606899428748068-6989813867230428277?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/6989813867230428277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/09/uhhuuuuu.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6989813867230428277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6989813867230428277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/09/uhhuuuuu.html' title='Uhhuuuuu'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TJeZJTShyvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MmMl5gY10e4/s72-c/final-de-semana-tah-aii-uhuuu.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5461287942818869084</id><published>2010-09-10T22:01:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:27:41.491-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><title type='text'>Gostou???? Compra!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TIraWSVR-wI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Nfocp_ZDMOc/s1600/COMPRAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515460770081667842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TIraWSVR-wI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Nfocp_ZDMOc/s200/COMPRAS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem me conhece sabe que TPM é uma coisa quase do meu cotidiano, pois é, no momento estou na fase consumista (apesar de ganhar uma merreca), mas tudo bem, não vou chorar, a fase deprê ainda não chegou...heheheh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ontem mesmo, enquanto ia comprar um presentinho atrasado para minha mamãe-querida, vi uma mulherada atacando uma loja que esta com uma mega-hiper-ultra maravilhosa promoção...quando vi, lá estava eu quase arrancando as roupas daquela gente pra ver se tinha algo do meu tamanho...blusinhas R$9,90, vestidos R$29,90...ai que tentação.... nada eu ia usar tão cedo, pois ainda não está tão quente, mas depois eu IA PRECISAR,né?! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Agarrei o que pude e corri para o provador, a blusa que eu tinha pego não ficou boa, acho que a galera já tinha esgaçado hehehe...mas sai faceira com um vestido lindíssimo (de R$99,90 por R$29,90!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mas minha vontade de comprar não tinha acabado, achei o presente da mãe e passei em outra loja "para dar uma olhadinha".... cresci o olho numa bolsa, fofíssima, mas me segurei... &lt;em&gt;E aí deu merda!!!!&lt;/em&gt; Voltei pra casa com aquela bolsa na cabeça: - "ia combinar com vários estilos, ótimo para passear com o namo, vou voltar lá amanhã e comprá-la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hoje sai do estágio e fui correndo pra loja, "se estiver lá, era pra ser minha", entrei a mil pela loja e tchã-nã-nã-nã:&lt;em&gt; ela não estava lá!!!!!!!!!!!!Socorro!!!!&lt;/em&gt; Chamei a vendedora e descrevi a bolsa, "não temos mais"... tentei comprar outra coisa, mas nada me agradou...resumo cheguei em casa depois das 20hs pra nada!!!!!!!!!Então, eu te dou um conselho, GOSTOU? COMPRA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bju bju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-5461287942818869084?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5461287942818869084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/09/gostou-compra.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5461287942818869084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5461287942818869084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/09/gostou-compra.html' title='Gostou???? Compra!!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TIraWSVR-wI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Nfocp_ZDMOc/s72-c/COMPRAS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5945346096595419309</id><published>2010-08-31T21:02:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T14:08:06.241-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><title type='text'>Ai que burro!!! Dá zero pra ele!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TH2coRCPfzI/AAAAAAAAAME/TIxTQEzyovk/s1600/chaves.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511733734552862514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TH2coRCPfzI/AAAAAAAAAME/TIxTQEzyovk/s200/chaves.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vou explicar o título do post, essa é uma das famosas frases do Chaves (amo!), mas que é perfeita pra descrever o que eu fiz... (Acho que foi um dos motivos para ter sumido do blog por um tempo uahuahuha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OLHEM OS MEUS SEGUIDORES........já olharam??? ME ENCONTRARAM LÁ? rs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Isso mesmo, EU ME SIGO.... isso é possível no mundo virtual rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E, como já falei com a blogueira e minha fofis amiga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oelementofogo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;, não consigo me tirar dali!!!! Conseguiria tirar outro, mas não consigo me tirar!!! (GENTE, NINGUÉM SAI DALI, PLEASE rs) Então, sem ficar de gozação, viu?! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Não sou doida ou uma pessoa que me amo tanto que chego a ser (de certa forma) minha fã...heheh.. "Foi sem querer querendo!!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bju bju!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-5945346096595419309?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5945346096595419309/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/08/que-burro-da-zero-pra-ele.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5945346096595419309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5945346096595419309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/08/que-burro-da-zero-pra-ele.html' title='Ai que burro!!! Dá zero pra ele!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TH2coRCPfzI/AAAAAAAAAME/TIxTQEzyovk/s72-c/chaves.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5987562046529496240</id><published>2010-08-29T19:30:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T19:39:31.884-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Que vergonha!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/THrhRXnTJTI/AAAAAAAAALk/jM5g7jN0DQc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 88px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510964782554096946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/THrhRXnTJTI/AAAAAAAAALk/jM5g7jN0DQc/s200/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Volteiiiiiii...que vergonha! rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O clima aqui de Porto Alegre tá horrível, tempo feio, chuvoso, um nojo!!! Daí sabe como é ,né?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bate aquela preguiça, o tico e o teco ficam em off...hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas "vamo-que-vamo"!!!! Afinal, esse semestre tá muito tri na faculdade... Não se assustem, não vou postar nada a respeito de farmacodinâmica ou da pesquisa de novos fármacos (muito tri) heheh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bem, por hoje é isso: um oizinho. Mas essa semana PROMETO que escreverei!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bju bju&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-5987562046529496240?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5987562046529496240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/08/que-vergonha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5987562046529496240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5987562046529496240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/08/que-vergonha.html' title='Que vergonha!!!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/THrhRXnTJTI/AAAAAAAAALk/jM5g7jN0DQc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5979519602251128381</id><published>2010-07-21T21:13:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:04:39.251-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estágio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuva'/><title type='text'>Cartão de crédito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TEeYwoIcOdI/AAAAAAAAALU/8-wSu7PMMs4/s1600/varal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496529831402944978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TEeYwoIcOdI/AAAAAAAAALU/8-wSu7PMMs4/s200/varal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Puxa vida, estava tão contente com a pontuação do meu &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cartão de crédito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Achei que poderia até conseguir uma passagem aérea, nem que fosse para Santa Catarina... tá, uma passagem de bus mesmo!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Entrei no site e o que poderia trocar era canivete, jogo americano ou lanterna!!!! Fala sério?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Como se eu não gastar os pontos eles expiram, vou trocar por um &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;varal&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;de roupa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! uahuahuahua.... Já que tá chuvendo horrores e minha mamis tá precisando mesmo... quem sabe eu não faço um escambo com ela... hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Também, com o meu salário de estagiária, muitos pontos eu não poderia ter mesmo :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-5979519602251128381?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5979519602251128381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/07/cartao-de-credito.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5979519602251128381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5979519602251128381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/07/cartao-de-credito.html' title='Cartão de crédito'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TEeYwoIcOdI/AAAAAAAAALU/8-wSu7PMMs4/s72-c/varal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-4138042494137383983</id><published>2010-07-17T20:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T20:28:26.318-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TEI8h0U8hxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JItyB3KRV7g/s1600/farma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495021047025272594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TEI8h0U8hxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JItyB3KRV7g/s200/farma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oiii gente!!! Nossa quanto tempo, hein?! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esse semestre foi complicado!!!! A cadeira mais temerosa do curso de Farmácia, passei!!!!! haauhuah... Agora sim posso fazer planos para o futuro, sei até que vou ser farmacêutica!!! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depois de lágrimas, orações, floral de apredizagem (siiiim!), pedindo boa sorte e vibrações positivas a todo mundo... não dá para descrever o peso que saiu dos meus ombros, essa semana vou marcar acupuntura!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas agora prometo que vou por em dia o nosso blog, ok?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tá chuvendo muito, tá frio pra caramba e eu fiz um bolo de cenoura com cobertura de chocolate!!!!! Hummm.... Resultado: comilança + cobertor + dvd + namorado!!!! hehehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijãoooo a todos!&lt;/strong&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/6006606899428748068-4138042494137383983?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/4138042494137383983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/07/ferias.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4138042494137383983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4138042494137383983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/07/ferias.html' title='Férias!!!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TEI8h0U8hxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JItyB3KRV7g/s72-c/farma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-2253616186779316961</id><published>2010-06-03T19:46:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:04:34.430-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.P.M.'/><title type='text'>Culinária</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TAgzrfzQRfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iDGaXPhMVKA/s1600/comer-comer.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478685769060074994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TAgzrfzQRfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iDGaXPhMVKA/s200/comer-comer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ingredientes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;1 pacote de pipoca para microondas sabor "Manteiga Suave"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Leite condensado à vontade!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Mode de preparo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;1- Faça a pipoca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;2- Coloque a pipoca em um pote grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;3- Distribua sobre a pipoca &lt;strong&gt;muito&lt;/strong&gt; leite condensado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Obs.: Essa foi a pipoca que fiz na terça-feira passada, quando estava &lt;strong&gt;muito nervosa&lt;/strong&gt; estudando para uma prova horrorosa. E como tinha que me acalmar, resolvi &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inventar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;algo prático e rápido para comer.... Sem falar na &lt;strong&gt;T.P.M.&lt;/strong&gt; que eu estava e, por isso, o leite condensado. RESULTADO???????? &lt;strong&gt;Ficou uma porcaria&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!! Foi tudo para o &lt;strong&gt;lixo&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!! Que manteiga suave, que nada!!! &lt;strong&gt;Écaaaaa....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Portanto, &lt;strong&gt;NÃO FAÇAM&lt;/strong&gt;!!! hauhauhauha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Viu o que mulher faz na T.P.M. ???????? Beijossss&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/6006606899428748068-2253616186779316961?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/2253616186779316961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/06/culinaria.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/2253616186779316961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/2253616186779316961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/06/culinaria.html' title='Culinária'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TAgzrfzQRfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iDGaXPhMVKA/s72-c/comer-comer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5751656836219900220</id><published>2010-05-22T21:54:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:22:22.428-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='História'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banheiro'/><title type='text'>E no bar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TAWxa8RVjeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Qi4rX8UAUBk/s1600/banheiro-feminino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 103px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477979598179634658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TAWxa8RVjeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Qi4rX8UAUBk/s200/banheiro-feminino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Leila acompanhava seu marido, Joílson, num bar para assistir a uma partida de futebol de seu time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Estava &lt;strong&gt;muito calor&lt;/strong&gt; e Leila usava um shortinho branco e uma blusinha justa ao corpo. Era daquelas mulheres vaidosa, que sempre se arrumava pensando em agradar o maridão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bateu a fome, eles &lt;strong&gt;comeram um xis&lt;/strong&gt;, daqueles cheios de maionese e condimentos. Horas depois, Leila começou a ouvir uns barulhos estranhos que vinham da sua barriga, começou a sentir uns &lt;strong&gt;calafrios &lt;/strong&gt;e teve que correr ao banheiro do bar... Saiu aliviada, um pouco constrangida pela demora... Voltou à mesa e pediu a Joílson que fossem embora, pois ainda não estava totalmente bem. Joílson disse para ela parar de frescura, que esperasse terminar o 1º tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Leila voltou às pressas ao banheiro, a situação já estava saindo do controle... O banheiro estava ocupado, calafrios, pernas contorcidas, banheiro desocupado, sai um homem, tampa do vaso respingada, pegou um papel para não encostar e quando abaixa o shorts branco percebe algo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O shorts tinha uma marca circular amarronzada bem na costura que divide os glúteos!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Óh, céus; pensa Leila. -Vazou!!!! E agora? Na tentativa de limpar, ela pega um pedaço de papel para molhar e esfregar no tecido, resultado: mancha marrom e úmida!!!! E Leila vermelha e envergonhada! uhauhauahua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Moral da história: assista a jogos em casa... hehehehehe (nada a vê!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&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/6006606899428748068-5751656836219900220?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5751656836219900220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-no-bar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5751656836219900220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5751656836219900220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-no-bar.html' title='E no bar...'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/TAWxa8RVjeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Qi4rX8UAUBk/s72-c/banheiro-feminino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-1227130635831768802</id><published>2010-05-18T19:25:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:54:25.697-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medo'/><title type='text'>Xô pombo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S_Mabg02TpI/AAAAAAAAAKg/j8tYoiBFm5w/s1600/pombo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472747032155672210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S_Mabg02TpI/AAAAAAAAAKg/j8tYoiBFm5w/s200/pombo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S_MZ1bVYzKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/xRUvjkkZS_Q/s1600/pombo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;É incrível como a gente acha graça no medo dos outros, óbviamente não dos nossos, né?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eu sou daquelas que morre de medo de altura e sempre acham graça nisso... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mas o medo mais engraçado que eu já vi alguém ter é o &lt;strong&gt;medo de pombos!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tenho uma amiga que tem verdadeiro pânico de pombos... ela começa a tremer só em falar neles! huahauhauha... Ela já sonhou que tinha um pombo perseguindo ela, que ela batia nele com a bolsa!!! (Imagina a cena!!! huahuauaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E tem gente que joga aquelas pombas brancas no casamento... hehehe Essa minha amiga ia sair correndo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E tu, tem medo de quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P.S.: A Lari vai ter que falar das baratas!!!! hehehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijinhuuus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-1227130635831768802?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/1227130635831768802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/05/xo-pombo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1227130635831768802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1227130635831768802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/05/xo-pombo.html' title='Xô pombo!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S_Mabg02TpI/AAAAAAAAAKg/j8tYoiBFm5w/s72-c/pombo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-9213479280358267959</id><published>2010-05-07T19:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T20:25:38.674-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirtes'/><title type='text'>Reflexões de Mirtes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S-Sg7VTB5FI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MnCIvjMKhMc/s1600/tico_teco.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468672788724311122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S-Sg7VTB5FI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MnCIvjMKhMc/s200/tico_teco.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mirtes&lt;/strong&gt; estava mega feliz, conseguiu entrar numa universidade federal, foi assim "pela janela", mas entrou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ela que nunca foi muito de estudar, estava numa das melhores e mais concorridas universidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Porém, dois meses depois do início das aulas, Mirtes já não sorri mais como antes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Esses dias declarou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"- Meus dois neurônios devem estar apavorados!!! Imagina só eles falando: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Teco, o que deu nela???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Também não sei Tico, ela nunca precisou tanto da gente!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hauhauhauhau... essa Mirtes!!! Já até trocou o scarpam pelo tênis! ahauahuha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dizem que faculdade é uma fase da nossa vida, mas no meu caso, a minha vida é uma fase na faculdade, o resto é só estudo! ueheuheu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-9213479280358267959?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/9213479280358267959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/05/reflexoes-de-mirtes.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/9213479280358267959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/9213479280358267959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/05/reflexoes-de-mirtes.html' title='Reflexões de Mirtes'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S-Sg7VTB5FI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MnCIvjMKhMc/s72-c/tico_teco.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5899937459739945602</id><published>2010-04-30T21:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:28:12.552-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S9t1j0DqkHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Kj7YVzzBYyk/s1600/caodoente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466091830874116210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S9t1j0DqkHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Kj7YVzzBYyk/s200/caodoente.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ai gente, que saudade deste blog...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas esse semestre tá um c...!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assim que puder eu apareço, ou melhor, escrevo :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.: Que estranho isso, até parece que tem alguém me ouvindo!!! hehe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijos, fuiiiii...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-5899937459739945602?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5899937459739945602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/04/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5899937459739945602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5899937459739945602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/04/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S9t1j0DqkHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Kj7YVzzBYyk/s72-c/caodoente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-2359567743546382345</id><published>2010-03-30T20:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:05:25.569-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competição'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ônibus'/><title type='text'>Em ano de Copa: competição!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S7KRsqs5mMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/NU4t8Aah6Hg/s1600/corrida4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454582295261976770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S7KRsqs5mMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/NU4t8Aah6Hg/s200/corrida4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Quando coloquei no título deste post "competição" não estava me referindo à competição esportiva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Semestre passado eu tinha que pegar, três vezes por semana, um ônibus às 6:30 da manhã. Com o passar dos dias já estava reconhecendo quem pegava o mesmo ônibus, umas 10 pessoas sempre desciam na mesma parada que eu e se dirigiam para outra para pegar um segundo ônibus, como eu... Aí começa a tal &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;competição&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de que falo... É que toda vez que estávamos a uma parada antes da nossa, o pessoal se levantava e ficava na porta de saída. E toda vez que descíamos, uma outra correria acontecia, a de ir até a outra parada... Foi neste corre-corre que eu me estressei, sim, porque por mais bem sentada e descansada que estivesse, eu me sentia pressionada a me levantar e correr para a porta, e depois correr denovo.. Lembro que tinha um senhor grisalho que chegava a andar (correr!!!) no meio da rua para chegar primeiro na fila do outro ônibus... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Graças a Deus que este ano eu não pego mais aquele ônibus, ou melhor, aquela turma!!! hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Outro lugar muito &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;competitivo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;é a estação de trem (metrô..sei lá).. Esses tempo eu estava na primeira estação, a plataforma estava lotada, veio o trem e o pessoal se aglomerou, chegava a ser engraçado, parecia aquela dança do siri, uns passinhos para um lado outros passinhos para o outro, a intenção é ficar na frente da porta, enquanto o trem ainda não parou e o pessoal tá na dancinha pra acertar a porta, a gente começa a calcular qual porta poderá ser mais fácil de entrar ou qual a distância necessária para os passinhos... Nesses miléssimos de pensamentos, as portas do trem se abrem, uma avalanche entra nos vagões, parece um boliche onde as pessoas são as bolas e se você conseguir sentar em um lugar: STRIKE!!! Eu sou um pouco azarada, porque por ser pequena sempre tem uma pessoa quase obesa que senta ao meu lado, ou seja, quase em cima de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Pois é, nem sempre a competição leva à um prêmio interessante, em alguns casos, um lugar para sentar!&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/6006606899428748068-2359567743546382345?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/2359567743546382345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/03/em-ano-de-copa-competicao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/2359567743546382345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/2359567743546382345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/03/em-ano-de-copa-competicao.html' title='Em ano de Copa: competição!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S7KRsqs5mMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/NU4t8Aah6Hg/s72-c/corrida4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-1890533589559664520</id><published>2010-03-10T19:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T19:52:44.220-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bioquímica'/><title type='text'>Bioquímica 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S5gibsAEhMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qt3XuhR96is/s1600-h/imagesCAOD2JLA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 115px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447141608367883458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S5gibsAEhMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qt3XuhR96is/s200/imagesCAOD2JLA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Na faculdade de Farmácia da UFRGS, a cadeira de &lt;strong&gt;Bioquímica 2&lt;/strong&gt; é a considerada a pior de todas. Pior em todos os sentidos: professores debochados, carga-horária pesada, matéria exaustiva, enfim...o inferno!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tanto que eu nem tinha feito ainda e já estava tendo pesadelos nas férias (SIM!!! Sonhei que estava reprovada já na 1ª área, mas isso é assunto pra outro post).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mas DEUS ouviu minhas preces (e as da minha mãe, as dos meus colegas, as das mães dos meus colegas heheh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O&lt;strong&gt; sistema de avaliação mudou&lt;/strong&gt;!!! (IIIuuupiiiiii) Agora não existe mais exame, é recuperação por área, podendo recuperar até 3 das 4 áreas. Se isso vai ser melhor??Eu espero!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ah, detalhe: a professora-bruxa regente da cadeira faz parte da CONGRAD da Farmácia(departamento que cuida dos assuntos dos alunos do curso de Farmácia), assim &lt;em&gt;todos&lt;/em&gt; os abaixo-assinados existentes ela simplesmente consumia... Dessa vez o abaixo-assinado foi entregue ao diretor do curso e ela foi obrigada a mudar a avaliação... Sérá que ela se vingará??? heheheh... "Cruz credo!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A quem tem a curiosidade de saber como era: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Antes éramos obrigados a tirar nota mínima 6 em cada área, mas a média final deveria ser 7, quem não atingisse 6 nas áreas ou 7 no final de tudo estava em exame, a nota do exame era somada com a média das notas das áreas... confuso?? Bom, vocês devem estar pensando: "Pô, tirar 6 é uma barbada"... E eu digo (pelo o que eu via os outros comentar): "É quase impossível"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijoooooos&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/6006606899428748068-1890533589559664520?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/1890533589559664520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/03/bioquimica-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1890533589559664520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1890533589559664520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/03/bioquimica-2.html' title='Bioquímica 2'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S5gibsAEhMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qt3XuhR96is/s72-c/imagesCAOD2JLA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-6846917192331780944</id><published>2010-02-26T15:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T15:54:55.523-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='História'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirtes'/><title type='text'>Vocabulário inteligente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S4gY2DCxRsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-GIQeP2o7MM/s1600-h/balanca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 125px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442627466486171330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S4gY2DCxRsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-GIQeP2o7MM/s200/balanca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Esses dias eu estava saindo do super quando vi uma criança apontando para uma balança e falando para seu pai:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Pai, vou ali no 'pesante', viu?".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cada uma, né?! hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;{ Para as Mirtes que possam não ter entendido, aqui vai a "tradução": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Pesante" porque a criança queria se "pesar", entendeu? rs...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijinhus&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/6006606899428748068-6846917192331780944?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/6846917192331780944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/vocabulario-inteligente.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6846917192331780944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6846917192331780944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/vocabulario-inteligente.html' title='Vocabulário inteligente'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S4gY2DCxRsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-GIQeP2o7MM/s72-c/balanca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-8258317109620242890</id><published>2010-02-24T10:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T10:27:31.338-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirtes'/><title type='text'>Garota UFCSPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S4UpHhA6bgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PGWPGw-gauI/s1600-h/putz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 163px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441800933845134850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S4UpHhA6bgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PGWPGw-gauI/s200/putz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Depois da "garota Uniban", agora é a vez da &lt;strong&gt;garota UFCSPA!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ela não foi expulsa da Universidade, não foi esculaxada pelos colegas, mas pagou o maior "king kong" da sua vida (e olha que foram muitos!!!!!!! rs...) por causa de um vestido!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Estava a garota felicíssima da vida, sorrindo à toa, saltitante pelo pátio da tão sonhada universidade... Tinha acabado de fazer sua matrícula e precisava &lt;em&gt;urgentemente&lt;/em&gt; falar com o seu amor pelo celular para contar as novidades do curso... Passou pela roleta que dava para a rua já falando ao celular... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Distraída, "viajando" mesmo, ela seguiu por uma das avenidas mais movimentadas de Porto Alegre, e, após ter caminhado bastante até chegar a uma parada de ônibus, ela que ainda falava entusiasmadamente com o queridíssimo, foi abordada por uma mulher na rua... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A mulher tinha cara de assustada, mas ao mesmo tempo parecia querer dar risada... "Deve ser louca", pensou a garota UFCSPA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Então, a mulher disse: " Moça!!!! O seu vestido!!!! Moça, tá aparecendo a sua bunda !!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ah????? Sim, a garota UFCSPA ao passar por aquela roleta tinha prendido o vestido atrás, que ficou levantado por todo o percurso até a parada!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Essa garota não te lembrou a Mirtes de outro post aqui?????? uahuahuah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-8258317109620242890?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/8258317109620242890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/garota-ufcspa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8258317109620242890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8258317109620242890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/garota-ufcspa.html' title='Garota UFCSPA'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S4UpHhA6bgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PGWPGw-gauI/s72-c/putz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-1639153267167113360</id><published>2010-02-20T15:39:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:59:44.765-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><title type='text'>Será que é coinscidência????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S4Aib-GsVNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/XyaJD6NFyR8/s1600-h/MEDITA~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440386213786440914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S4Aib-GsVNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/XyaJD6NFyR8/s200/MEDITA~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gente, semana passada eu estava tri introspectiva, comecei a entrar em sites procurando alguma "coisa a mais"... Sabe quando acordamos com a sensação "quero fazer algo novo hoje"?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Então, na internet li sobre ioga, meditação, nutrição, saúde e tal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Li também sobre o meu horóscopo do ano no site da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://boaforma.abril.com.br/comportamento/bem-estar/signo-leao-520604.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;revista Boa Forma&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;, ali dizia que este ano eu tenho que me conhecer melhor, quem sabe praticar uma &lt;strong&gt;ioga&lt;/strong&gt; (!!!), fazer um corte de cabelo radical (estava agendando para o mês que vem!).. Muita coinscidência?????????? Não sei, mas vou refletir sobre isso :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Quem sabe este é o meu ano, não?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ainda mais que meu aníver será numa sexta-feira 13 !!! Melhor prevenir!!! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijoooos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-1639153267167113360?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/1639153267167113360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/sera-que-e-coinscidencia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1639153267167113360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1639153267167113360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/sera-que-e-coinscidencia.html' title='Será que é coinscidência????'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S4Aib-GsVNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/XyaJD6NFyR8/s72-c/MEDITA~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-8173132616136727933</id><published>2010-02-12T20:04:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T10:28:04.221-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonho'/><title type='text'>Sonho meu...</title><content type='html'>Muitas pessoas próximas a mim sabem o quanto loucos são meus sonhos... Por isso, vou deixar registrado aqui alguns dos top 10 hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certa noite eu sonhei com minha mana, ela estava em trabalho de parto... mas para piorar, sabe o que nasceu???????? Um teletubbies!!! O vermelho aquele!!! heheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437486301435713794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S3XU-2wg2QI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UkCg49GobGU/s200/teletubbies_narrowweb__300x414,0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Espero que muitos dos meus sonhos não se realizem!!! uhauhauahua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-8173132616136727933?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/8173132616136727933/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/sonho-meu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8173132616136727933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8173132616136727933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/sonho-meu.html' title='Sonho meu...'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S3XU-2wg2QI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UkCg49GobGU/s72-c/teletubbies_narrowweb__300x414,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-4142585652233724202</id><published>2010-02-10T20:24:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:47:22.037-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='História'/><title type='text'>Não fale tudo pra seus filhos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S3M3WJSCybI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0JQHJnE9Afg/s1600-h/vergonha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436750028754569650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S3M3WJSCybI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0JQHJnE9Afg/s320/vergonha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ela estava muito entusiasmada com a casa nova. Havia saído de um apartamento de 6 cômodos por uma casa enorme, com piscina, varanda, até uma árvore. A primeira providência? Comprar um cachorro, sonho de infância...&lt;br /&gt;Ali faria festas, churrascada com amigos, suas duas filhas poderiam ter enfim um espaço para brincar...&lt;br /&gt;Alguns meses se passaram, ainda não era possível mobiliar toda casa, e seu aniversário estava próximo, não era justo deixar de fazer uma comemoração ali..&lt;br /&gt;Foi, então, que soube que era possível alugar móveis...Sim, teria o sofá, a mesa, as cadeiras e, até mesmo, a decoração que ela tanto queria!!! Ninguém ficaria sabendo, seus convidados elogiariam, todos ficariam confortados e sua festa seria perfeita!&lt;br /&gt;Na hora do bolo, todos em silêncio em volta da mesa, suas filhas lindas, sentadas comportadamente. Enquanto ela procurava algo para acender as velinhas, se distraiu.. e sua mais nova filhinha amada fez uma grande revelação: "É tudo alugadu... essa mesa, aquela cadeira, aquele sofá...Tuuuudo alugadu". A reação??? Risada dos convidados e carão vermelhão de vergonha da aniversariante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, crianças tem uma sinceridade sem limites!!! huahuahau&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/6006606899428748068-4142585652233724202?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/4142585652233724202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/nao-fale-tudo-pra-seus-filhos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4142585652233724202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4142585652233724202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/02/nao-fale-tudo-pra-seus-filhos.html' title='Não fale tudo pra seus filhos!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S3M3WJSCybI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0JQHJnE9Afg/s72-c/vergonha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-4452161090926510557</id><published>2010-01-25T19:55:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:44:42.636-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>E num sábado à noite....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S14cf9w2RRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gldVt755twM/s1600-h/hein_macaco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430809536136365330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S14cf9w2RRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gldVt755twM/s320/hein_macaco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Não sei nem como começar este post, mas eu preciso dividir com vocês.. Sábado à noite, depois de um ótimo filme, resolvi ver o que estava passando na tv aberta... Até me deparar na Rede Tv com o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;programa Studio Pampa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sim, aquele que tem umas gurias dançando e tal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Observação: Procurei o vídeo da reportagem no you tube, mas não achei... sorte que meu namo assistiu comigo, porque vocês iam achar que eu estaria exagerando ou mentindo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Para começar todas as apresentadoras (sim, são várias!) têm um microfone preso na roupa (daqueles pequeninhos, sabe?), menos a apresentadora &lt;em&gt;mor&lt;/em&gt; Chris Barth, essa tem um mega-microfone tipo daqueles da Xuxa, com uma baita estrela dourada (acho que isso é frustração de quem nem ao menos foi paquita!)... Neste sábado, dia 23/01, eu escutei (e me apavorei) com os seguintes comentários do programa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1) &lt;em&gt;"blá blá...Ele não é &lt;strong&gt;de ramos&lt;/strong&gt;...blá blá blá".&lt;/em&gt; Tradução:&lt;em&gt; Ele não é do ramo (e pior que ninguém reparou o erro!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;"Os seres humanos vivem em ameaça constante".&lt;/em&gt; Profundo, não? Este foi o comentário depois de falarem que a Sabrina Satto teve alergia à cola da unha postiça (!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3) &lt;em&gt;"blá blá.. quinta e sexta ela estava (cara de quem procura a palavra certa)... MEDONHA."&lt;/em&gt; Comentário sobre a (coitada) da Sabrina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4&lt;em&gt;)"Total bizarro"..&lt;/em&gt; Bom, nem sei do que elas estavam falando... acho que meu espírito saiu correndo de vergonha! huahuahua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5)&lt;em&gt;"Chegou a fulana (outra apresentadora), estava com gases,né?!"&lt;/em&gt; Programa ao vivo tudo pode acontecer, mas não precisavam dizer que a coitada teve um diarréia intensa ou estava com um peido trancado, né?! Que feio! hehehe... E o pior foi quando a fulana confirmou e disse que tem problemas intestinais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Foi um programa muito intenso, como vocês podem perceber!! Apesar de não ter comercial e durar (acho eu) umas 2 horas (ou quase), as "&lt;em&gt;moçoilas" &lt;/em&gt;ainda cantavam a música da emissora ("tá legal, a nossa tv pampa tá muito legal, tá legal") fazendo coreografia!!!! Com certeza há coisas indescritível para este humilde post... sem falar do momento sósias (me envergonho de mencionar!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bom, fica a dica pra quem dorme tarde aos sábados e não tem nada melhor pra fazer... Mas, CUIDADO, em excesso este programa emburrece!!! uhauhauah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bjus&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/6006606899428748068-4452161090926510557?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/4452161090926510557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-num-sabado-noite.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4452161090926510557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4452161090926510557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-num-sabado-noite.html' title='E num sábado à noite....'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S14cf9w2RRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gldVt755twM/s72-c/hein_macaco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-2068454030673736003</id><published>2010-01-20T21:06:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:22:07.720-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmácia'/><title type='text'>Hoje é o Dia do Farmacêutico!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1eOs7Arb6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/VyOC8YzwKYc/s1600-h/farma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428964778224349090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1eOs7Arb6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/VyOC8YzwKYc/s320/farma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sei que ainda não sou farmacêutica, mas já me sinto uma! Então, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feliz Dia do Farmacêutico&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pra quem for e pra quem será!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Num post de ontem eu mostrei umas imagens de uma farmácia lá na Índia! Dá até arrepios de ver aquilo! Gostaria de deixar claro que não estou generalizando, vai que tenha umas farmácias mais corretas, né?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hoje é só comemoração, outra hora escrevo sobre essa profissão e suas virtudes (e desvirtudes uhauha)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijokas&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/6006606899428748068-2068454030673736003?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/2068454030673736003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoje-e-o-dia-do-farmaceutico.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/2068454030673736003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/2068454030673736003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoje-e-o-dia-do-farmaceutico.html' title='Hoje é o Dia do Farmacêutico!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1eOs7Arb6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/VyOC8YzwKYc/s72-c/farma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-3071309534967983570</id><published>2010-01-19T20:17:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:30:39.229-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmácia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANVISA'/><title type='text'>Mas que barbaridade, tchê!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1YvssuZpPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4u3MZSpoMw8/s1600-h/far.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428578845808239858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1YvssuZpPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4u3MZSpoMw8/s320/far.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Gente, quase cai para trás quando vi essas imagens, é de uma FARMÁCIA!!! Sim, é uma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Farmácia,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; na Índia!!! Será que o atendente é pelo menos farmacêutico? Será que ele sabe achar os medicamentos? Não tem algum com prazo de validade vencido?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Espero que naquela geladeira tenha medicamento que são necessário manter sob refrigeração, se bem que pode ter umas comidas estranhas junto... uiiiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E eu achava que a ANVISA era chata com suas exigências, nossas Farmácias são de primeiro mundo, que orgulho!!! auhauhau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bom, por hoje já me empolguei!!! Beijokas e até mais!&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/6006606899428748068-3071309534967983570?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/3071309534967983570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/mas-que-barbaridade-tche.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3071309534967983570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3071309534967983570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/mas-que-barbaridade-tche.html' title='Mas que barbaridade, tchê!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1YvssuZpPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4u3MZSpoMw8/s72-c/far.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-8826805086487832455</id><published>2010-01-19T19:56:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:16:16.076-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meta'/><title type='text'>Metas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1YuIVAuFwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/m31XGdBu8QY/s1600-h/imagesCA38Q2IF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428577121455707906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1YuIVAuFwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/m31XGdBu8QY/s320/imagesCA38Q2IF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sei que já passamos da metade do mês, mas minhas metas para este ano ainda estão sendo pensadas (atrasadinhaaa rs)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passar em Bioquímica II&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&gt; Sim, esta é a principal meta, que valerá pelo ano todo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fazer meu namo parar de fumar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&gt; Não queria ser chata com ele, mas não vou medir esforços (por isso a meta nº 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malhar de verdade!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&gt; Bom, não vou deixar de comer o que gosto, mas vou cuidar do "pânceps" (pancinha pra quem não entendeu huahau), afinal, há 6 anos atrás, quando meu lindo me conheceu (eu disse 6 anos!!) eu não tinha nada de barriga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não gastar com besteiras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&gt; Bah, essa meta é difícil! Mas, enfim, vou tentar não raspar a conta e nem usar o limite do banco... Fala sério, a gente precisa de tanta coisa e tá sempre aparecendo mais coisas que a gente acaba precisando, né?! Nem todas são besteiras... SHERON, NÃO É PRA GASTAR! Tá bom :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bom, tem umas metas que eu ainda não sei se irão rolar, e outras que são pessoais demais... foi mal.... hauhau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Se bem que essas metas já são bem "puxadas",não?! Torcem por mim!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Beijokas&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/6006606899428748068-8826805086487832455?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/8826805086487832455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/metas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8826805086487832455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8826805086487832455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/metas.html' title='Metas'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1YuIVAuFwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/m31XGdBu8QY/s72-c/imagesCA38Q2IF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5506219944013357100</id><published>2010-01-19T19:39:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:48:36.392-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.P.M.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>Bom humor de volta!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1Yobt3BF6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ffXDdFI-Dq8/s1600-h/livro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 115px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428570857473644450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1Yobt3BF6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ffXDdFI-Dq8/s320/livro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nossa, final de ano nunca me faz bem, por mais que eu quera entrar em clima de paz-amor, não adianta! Ainda mais seguido de T.P.M. (ahfff!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mas o bom-humor está de volta!!! Quero dar abraços, sorrir, cumprimentar a todos, que lindo!! uhauahua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bom, vamos a um assunto "leve" (rs)... Como podem desconfiar: livros!!! Sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Minha sogra tá lendo, e eu já estou na fila!!,o nome do livro é: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Os homens com quem não me casei".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; O título é ótimo, não? A minha sogra disse que é pra dar risada (e quem sabe refletir huahuah). Quando eu ler, deixarei a minha crítica aqui (humm chique! huahau)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijos&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/6006606899428748068-5506219944013357100?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5506219944013357100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/bom-humor-de-volta.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5506219944013357100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5506219944013357100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/bom-humor-de-volta.html' title='Bom humor de volta!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S1Yobt3BF6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ffXDdFI-Dq8/s72-c/livro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-6004367173676639078</id><published>2010-01-06T19:39:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:51:49.873-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S0UF4azIPgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0K3LcWuEhbA/s1600-h/anonovo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423747793062215170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S0UF4azIPgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0K3LcWuEhbA/s320/anonovo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Ano Novo! Denovo! uhauhau...Pois é, não é que ando pessimista, mas este ano eu comecei da maneira "apostando pra ver"... Depois de ler a coluna de Natal, de um jornal local, e perceber que realmente Papai Noel não existe e os problemas continuam após Natal, fiquei um pouco cética. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Não pulei as x ondas, não usei calcinha nova, não tinha branco na minha roupa, aliás, tinha preto e outras cores. Mas mesmo assim espero que este ano seja bom, no mínimo, diferente. Quero ter saúde, paz, quero continuar com meu namorado (isso não pode mudar de jeito nenhum), quero ter meus bons amigos por perto. Mas &lt;em&gt;quero coisas novas&lt;/em&gt;, quero outras direções, outros ventos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Então, Feliz Ano Novo pra você e Feliz Ano Diferente pra mim!!!&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/6006606899428748068-6004367173676639078?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/6004367173676639078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/feliz-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6004367173676639078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6004367173676639078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/feliz-2010.html' title='Feliz 2010!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S0UF4azIPgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0K3LcWuEhbA/s72-c/anonovo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-4607017715511431928</id><published>2010-01-06T19:18:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:37:33.140-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Doença da Meia-idade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S0UCgGTd2VI/AAAAAAAAAII/aAsM4mO3pVE/s1600-h/velho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 121px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423744076708960594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S0UCgGTd2VI/AAAAAAAAAII/aAsM4mO3pVE/s320/velho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Neste domingo passado meus sogros completaram 40 anos de casados, fiquei impressionada não só pelos anos, mas pela sintonia entre eles, pelo amor que de fato ainda existe! Chegaram aos 60 anos, mas trocam olhares de dois jovens apaixonados. É lindo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Por outro lado, leio e escuto histórias de quem o pai trocou a mãe por uma mulher mais jovem. Naquela meia-idade em que há sérios problemas de vista (só pode!) porque se olham no espelho e se vêem muito mais jovem do que a esposa, se acham muito mais inteligente, corpinho muito mais em forma (tadinhos)... Eles não sabem enxergar o que construíram, não dão valor aos tantos anos que passaram com aquela pessoa e que cada ruga naquela mulher deve-se há muitos anos de lealdade, de dedicação ao marido (escroto) que hoje a larga por uma (vadia) mais nova. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Não sabem dizer que ama seus filhos, mas faz declarações a uma estranha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Mal sabem eles das suas próprias manias, das suas porquices, dos seus muitos defeitos, e que logo a (vadia) mais nova saberá e não terá "paciência".... E, então, ele volta pra casa, a esposa finge que nada aconteceu e tudo volta à mesma (merda) rotina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Livro: "Um bestseller pra chamar de meu" Marian Keyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-4607017715511431928?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/4607017715511431928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/doenca-da-meia-idade.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4607017715511431928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4607017715511431928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2010/01/doenca-da-meia-idade.html' title='Doença da Meia-idade'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/S0UCgGTd2VI/AAAAAAAAAII/aAsM4mO3pVE/s72-c/velho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-3428927040273104086</id><published>2009-12-21T17:46:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:28:18.093-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>Férias!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sy_ZwU5EffI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bcwwY8IzLeA/s1600-h/livros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417788301015023090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sy_ZwU5EffI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bcwwY8IzLeA/s320/livros.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sim, férias!!!! Terminou o semestre e ,incrível, passei em todas as cadeiras (huahuahuahua)...Tô começando a sentir o diploma mais próximo! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Apesar de estar trabalhando (e me divertindo com isso) eu terei muito tempo vago... É melhor eu começar a listar o que eu "tenho" que fazer nas férias, porque hoje já "perdi" tempo na frente da tv! hauhau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;São tantas coisas, mas o que eu estava sentindo falta mesmo era da leitura! &lt;em&gt;Livros, não consigo viver sem eles!&lt;/em&gt; hauhau... Este ano atingi uma meta que eu considerava complicada devido à faculdade, que me toma muito tempo, era de eu ler mais livros que não tivessem relação com os estudos. Consegui ler 7 livros e começar o 8º!!! São eles: os 4 livros da saga "Crespúsculo", "Casório" e "Um bestseller para chamar de meu" da Marian Keyes,e o famoso "O caçador de pipas". E comecei a ler "A menina que roubava livros".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Espero que no ano que vem eu consiga ler muitos &lt;strong&gt;bons livros&lt;/strong&gt; denovo, porque o que importa é a qualidade, o&lt;em&gt; enterteinimento&lt;/em&gt; que o livro causa em nós e não a quantidade, né?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijokas!!! E boas férias pra mim e pra vocês!!!&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/6006606899428748068-3428927040273104086?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/3428927040273104086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/ferias.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3428927040273104086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3428927040273104086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/ferias.html' title='Férias!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sy_ZwU5EffI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bcwwY8IzLeA/s72-c/livros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-7856277939560062677</id><published>2009-12-20T16:28:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:39:51.684-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Ufa!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sy_cztPJY5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/4H66Pz2YxRY/s1600-h/ivete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417791657624560530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sy_cztPJY5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/4H66Pz2YxRY/s320/ivete.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Quem não ficou feliz-da-vida em ver a maravilhosa &lt;em&gt;Ivete&lt;/em&gt; após gravidez???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Aleluia, enfim uma celebridade feita de carne e osso e um pouco de gordura!!!! Gente, ela não está chorando nem se descabelando na foto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ivete fez um show dois meses depois de nascer seu baby!!! Colocou um vestidinho mini e foi "levantar poeira" uhauahuahua.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um salve e um hola para Ivete!!!! Gente como a gente!!! huahauhau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-7856277939560062677?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/7856277939560062677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/ufaaaaaaaaaaa-uahuahua.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7856277939560062677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7856277939560062677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/ufaaaaaaaaaaa-uahuahua.html' title='Ufa!!!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sy_cztPJY5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/4H66Pz2YxRY/s72-c/ivete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-8399651994285014631</id><published>2009-12-20T15:20:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:11:18.678-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estágio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ônibus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.P.M.'/><title type='text'>Pausa para reflexão!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sy5juQItODI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2DuvLS_jQCA/s1600-h/avestruz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417377048029902898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sy5juQItODI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2DuvLS_jQCA/s320/avestruz.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Essa semana eu estava no limite: bateu uma &lt;em&gt;TPM&lt;/em&gt; daquelas, tinha "trocentas" provas, o centro (onde trabalho) estava um caos por conta do Natal (o que irrita qualquer um). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;E mais, o amigo secreto do pessoal do trabalho foi num local no centro (eles devem amar o centro!!!), este local a gente nem podia conversar direito porque o tio que tava cantando queria fazer um showzinho (vontade de quebrar aquele violão na cabeça dele!!), era apertado, muita fumaça de cigarro, e ainda por cima, a chefe chegou com 1 hora de atraso... Eu não estou exagerando!!! Mas no final das contas ganhei mais do que pedi (sinal de que não sou tão chata como pareço ser escrevendo isso!!!rs)....Bom, mas não era nada disso que eu queria escrever!!! (uahuahuahua)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bem, eu estava lamentando enquanto esperava meu ônibus, louca pra chegar em casa e almoçar (neste dia eu almoço depois das 15hs (outro motivo para irritação heheh)... Lá veio o &lt;em&gt;bus&lt;/em&gt;, como ali é o terminal, o cobrador desceu para tomar água (eu ouvi ele dizer), e na volta quando pude reconhecer o rosto dele vi que era o cobrador mega-simpático que eu já costumava cumprimentar, sabe aqueles que tira onda com todo mundo, que tá sempre rindo e que a viagem fica até divertida (podem acreditar!)?! Ele não tem TPM :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bom, foi aí então que eu fui &lt;strong&gt;surpreendida&lt;/strong&gt; (me falta palavra: chocada? confusa? assustada? paralisada? &lt;em&gt;perplexa&lt;/em&gt;!), aquele homem eu não reconheceria na rua de jeito nenhum, mesmo pegando mil ônibus com ele, mesmo olhando em seu rosto, mesmo depois de tantos anos... Eu &lt;strong&gt;NUNCA TINHA PERCEBIDO&lt;/strong&gt;, ele era de fato especial... pelo que meu olhos viram ele teve paralisia infantil, pois um dos seus braços era mais fino que o outro e era meio tortinho, caminhava com ajuda de uma muleta e tinha uma perna mais curta que a outra... PUTZ, eu não tinha percebido nem o braço!!! Sim, a simpatia e a alegria dele contagiam tanto que ninguém desvia seu olhar... quem iria olhar para o braço, se era seu rosto que sorria??!!! As pessoas não se deixavam observá-lo de corpo, não queriam peder suas expressões divertidas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Outra vez quis me auto-flagelar!!! Como somos egoístas e mesquinhos!!! Como emburrecemos por qualquer bobagem!!! Por palavras não ditas, por expressões mal interpretadas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nessas horas eu queria ser um avestruz e esconder minha cara corada de vergonha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ano que vem vou mudar, não é possível eu ter que passar por esses puxões-de-orelha assim!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijão a todos e que fique a reflexão!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-8399651994285014631?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/8399651994285014631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/pausa-para-reflexao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8399651994285014631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8399651994285014631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/pausa-para-reflexao.html' title='Pausa para reflexão!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sy5juQItODI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2DuvLS_jQCA/s72-c/avestruz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-2532358550083860143</id><published>2009-12-16T19:34:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:01:07.629-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SylYgSCEhrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ekBejsUwlo4/s1600-h/natal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 98px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415957338509313714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SylYgSCEhrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ekBejsUwlo4/s320/natal2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SylSpgWoYII/AAAAAAAAAG4/Xxb4KXbCwt4/s1600-h/natal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ebaaaa... Fim-de-ano!!! Como é bom,né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A gente esquece que tá com a conta do banco estourando e compra mais ainda sem remorso (porque é Natal!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Comemos além da conta (porque a Ceia tem que ser exagerada!E é Natal!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Andamos cheios de sacolas, pingamos sorvete nas outras pessoas, empacamos/atrapalhamos quem quer andar nas calçadas, atravessamos quase atropelando os carros... (Sim, é essa a "cena" do centro de POA!) Porque?????? É NATAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Então, relaxe, o Natal tá chegando,ou seja, quase tudo vai voltar ao normal... Exceto sua conta e sua pancinha, D-E-T-A-L-H-E!!!&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/6006606899428748068-2532358550083860143?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/2532358550083860143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/ebaaaa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/2532358550083860143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/2532358550083860143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/ebaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SylYgSCEhrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ekBejsUwlo4/s72-c/natal2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-7105203039294714967</id><published>2009-12-13T13:50:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T13:57:23.206-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='provas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>SAUDADES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SyUOsdNOt1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/dhGdIKrShSo/s1600-h/saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414750283900041042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SyUOsdNOt1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/dhGdIKrShSo/s320/saudade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ai que saudades!!!!! Tive que aparecer aqui!!! rs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ainda tenho 2 provas e um trabalho!!! Mas já me livrei de duas cadeiras sem recuperação (mazhaaaaaaaa...hehe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Please, continuem mandando vibrações positivas!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijokonas e até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&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/6006606899428748068-7105203039294714967?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/7105203039294714967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/saudades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7105203039294714967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7105203039294714967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/12/saudades.html' title='SAUDADES!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SyUOsdNOt1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/dhGdIKrShSo/s72-c/saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-547103105286041426</id><published>2009-11-30T18:50:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:10:33.222-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>Falta pouco!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SxQw_9eG5lI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K-Rffm2X6u8/s1600/estudo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410002927769544274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SxQw_9eG5lI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K-Rffm2X6u8/s320/estudo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fim de semestre é isso.. a gente deixa tudo de lado (exagerei um pouquinho, não? rsss) para meter a cara nos livros e tentar passar em todas as cadeiras!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Faz parte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Por isso, estou aqui para dizer que lá pelo dia 17/12 eu volto (se eu me aguentar hehe),ok? Não me abandonem!!!!!!!!!!!hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijokas e bons estudos pra quem precisar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll be back!!! rsssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-547103105286041426?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/547103105286041426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/falta-pouco.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/547103105286041426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/547103105286041426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/falta-pouco.html' title='Falta pouco!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SxQw_9eG5lI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K-Rffm2X6u8/s72-c/estudo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-7521394496861947169</id><published>2009-11-23T21:48:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:11:00.818-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esmalte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estágio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revlon'/><title type='text'>Coisas de mulherzinha!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407784828186018530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SwxPpknGQuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8JjhBFcY8v8/s320/esmalte.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Puxa vida, nunca pensei que diria isso, mas minhas &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unhas&lt;/strong&gt; estão horrorosas&lt;/em&gt;!!! Sempre deixei elas de tamanho "nem curta,nem comprida, quadradinhas e sempre pintada".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bom, o fato é que agora eu estou &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;proibida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;de usar esmalte e minhas unhas têm que ficar bem mais curtas do que eu gostaria que ficasse. Tudo pelo estágio, ou melhor, tudo pela sabedoria (huahauhau). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Só que eu achei que isso não fosse me afetar, mas afetou.. buááááá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sexta-feira eu fiz as unhas, pintei de renda, ficaram LINDAS, mas hoje eu já tive que tirar o esmalte para trabalhar.. sninf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E para piorar as coisas, semana passada fuxicando a Renner para matar tempo, vi um esmalte da Revlon (nº 902)maravilhoso... Porque que tem que ser assim?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que momento "mulherzinha" huahuahua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bju bju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-7521394496861947169?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/7521394496861947169/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/coisas-de-mulherzinha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7521394496861947169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7521394496861947169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/coisas-de-mulherzinha.html' title='Coisas de mulherzinha!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SwxPpknGQuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8JjhBFcY8v8/s72-c/esmalte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-8906547157584295766</id><published>2009-11-17T22:41:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:21:26.084-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guria'/><title type='text'>2012, o fim (???)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SwSBNVy8xAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sCBgljq0d7U/s1600/kapow.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405587518940562434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SwSBNVy8xAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sCBgljq0d7U/s320/kapow.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tão profetizando por aí (e por aqui) que o mundo vai acabar em 2012...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bom, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;era só o que me faltava&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, né?! A guria aqui passou a vida toda ralando, anos e anos de salário (se é que pode dizer ser salário) miserável, estudando feito louca, pra chegar alguém e dizer que em 2012 o mundo vai acabar???? F.D.P.!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Quando eu penso que vou poder um dia começar a desfrutar minha vida, a viajar e conhecer Bora-Bora, ter um salário digno, um guarda-roupa by Sexy in the city, enfim, virar a milionária que eu pensava que os anjos estavam me preparando para ser, vem uns sem-noção e querem cortar o meu barato??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem pensar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, vão se catar!!! Eu proíbo que o mundo exploda em 2012 (ou seja lá como ACHAM que vai ocorrer)! Não vou "plantar" e não "colher" nada depois, não é justo! Do que adiantou tanta separação de lixo e controle do uso de água?! NÃO!!! Eu protesto! E quem tá pensando que isso vai acontecer pode ficar "frio", &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu não vou deixar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ou eu não me chamo &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! hehehe&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/6006606899428748068-8906547157584295766?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/8906547157584295766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-o-fim.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8906547157584295766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8906547157584295766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-o-fim.html' title='2012, o fim (???)'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SwSBNVy8xAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sCBgljq0d7U/s72-c/kapow.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5234038901153066957</id><published>2009-11-14T16:06:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T16:26:11.595-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirtes'/><title type='text'>Mirtes - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sv72I3tglkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ChmVLdVZWUo/s1600-h/meiodcampo-justica-burra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404027235145389634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sv72I3tglkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ChmVLdVZWUo/s320/meiodcampo-justica-burra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mirtes&lt;/strong&gt; estava com suas amigas em um parque da cidade, desses em que só tem gente (eu diria: gurizada) bonita passeando e, obviamente, paquerando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Era um dia muito bonito e ensolarado, ótimo para uma cerveja geladinha e um bom papo... &lt;strong&gt;Mirtes &lt;/strong&gt;aprendera a fumar cigarro (seus pais nem podiam imaginar isso), estava em sua fase "Tô nem aí", sabe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Ah, ainda não contei, nesta ocasião &lt;strong&gt;Mirtes&lt;/strong&gt; estava com uns 18 anos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Estavam lá fazendo cena de adultas, ótimas atrizes... E &lt;strong&gt;Mirtes&lt;/strong&gt; não continha a alegria de estar "&lt;em&gt;fazendo tudo certo&lt;/em&gt;", pois ainda não tropeçara, não engasgara, enfim ,coisas de &lt;strong&gt;Mirtes&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Então, um rapaz que já estava reparando em &lt;strong&gt;Mirtes&lt;/strong&gt; há alguns minutos, resolveu criar coragem, pegou um cigarro e foi lá falar com ela:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Rapaz: Oi, tu tem fogo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mirtes&lt;/strong&gt;: Não, só fósforo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-5234038901153066957?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5234038901153066957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/mirtes-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5234038901153066957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5234038901153066957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/mirtes-2.html' title='Mirtes - 2'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sv72I3tglkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ChmVLdVZWUo/s72-c/meiodcampo-justica-burra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-4141193469166571967</id><published>2009-11-11T19:11:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:54:26.516-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ônibus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirtes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medo'/><title type='text'>A gota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SvsyWqONsUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kIX_T7wQYmM/s1600-h/susto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402967542833459522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SvsyWqONsUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kIX_T7wQYmM/s320/susto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Lá estava *Mirtes no ônibus, encarando uma &lt;strong&gt;gota&lt;/strong&gt; que ameaçava despencar do cabelo da guria sentada à sua frente. Não era uma &lt;strong&gt;gota&lt;/strong&gt; d'água inofensiva, tinha aspecto esbranquiçado que a deixava parecendo uma &lt;strong&gt;gota&lt;/strong&gt; gordurosa, melequenta, repugnante...Desde que Mirtes e a &lt;strong&gt;gota&lt;/strong&gt; se cruzaram naquele ônibus, Mirtes não conseguia desviar seu olhar. Era medo. Era nojo. Era pânico. Mirtes a fuzilava com seus olhos e suplicava em pensamentos: " Não caia, gotinha, não caia!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Nada nem ninguém tirava sua concentração... Foi então que PLIM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;gota&lt;/strong&gt; caiu. Mirtes deu um pulo do banco (segurou o grito, mas não a careta), a pessoa sentada ao seu lado também deu um pulo (pois, não sabia o que havia ocorrido).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Mirtes apavorada se examina, como quem tinha a certeza de ter levado um tiro, analisou seus jeans e seu calçado. Enfim, pode suspirar. A &lt;strong&gt;gota&lt;/strong&gt; maligna não a atingira como tanto temia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Porém, nova &lt;strong&gt;gota&lt;/strong&gt;-gordurosa resurgiu e Mirtes ainda tinha um longo tempo no ônibus até o seu destino...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;(Fato verídico, identidade preservada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;*Mirtes é um nome fictício (eu e minha mana dávamos a nossas bonecas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&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/6006606899428748068-4141193469166571967?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/4141193469166571967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/outra-historinha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4141193469166571967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4141193469166571967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/outra-historinha.html' title='A gota'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SvsyWqONsUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kIX_T7wQYmM/s72-c/susto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-4261352960486973999</id><published>2009-11-03T18:43:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:12:05.472-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ônibus'/><title type='text'>Libera geral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SvCb3Oi09EI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0LQgw_OCMWM/s1600-h/singing-in-the-rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399987326316508226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SvCb3Oi09EI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0LQgw_OCMWM/s320/singing-in-the-rain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Histórinha: Estava eu dentro do bus (que novidade!) indo pra faculdade, tinha 1 minuto para atravessar uma quadra e subir ao 4º andar para ter aula (outra novidade.. huahua), desci do ônibus às pressas.. qdo vi na parada um guri (devia ter uns 16 anos) com fone no ouvido e dançando de olhos fechados.. DANÇANDO mesmo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cheio das performances, parecia o Chris Brown naquele clipe "With you"... Ai,gente, me deu uma vontade de ficar ali dançando tb... acho que é o tipo de coisa que contagia...mas eu não estava no momento coragem...Pena que eu nunca passei por uma &lt;strong&gt;flash mob&lt;/strong&gt; pra ficar dançando com a galera (ai que tri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tudo bem, um dia eu vou ter o meu momento &lt;strong&gt;"I singing in the rain" &lt;/strong&gt;uahuahua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bju bju!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&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/6006606899428748068-4261352960486973999?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/4261352960486973999/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/libera-geral.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4261352960486973999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4261352960486973999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/libera-geral.html' title='Libera geral'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SvCb3Oi09EI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0LQgw_OCMWM/s72-c/singing-in-the-rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-1496443499920875458</id><published>2009-11-03T17:44:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:12:22.896-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filme'/><title type='text'>Filme brasileiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SvCViVH5xnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/dDxcucmVsws/s1600-h/mulher-invisivel-poster01-234x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399980370235606642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SvCViVH5xnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/dDxcucmVsws/s320/mulher-invisivel-poster01-234x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bah, neste último sábado assisti ao filme "A mulher invisível", com Selton Melo e Luana Piovani... Não sou muito fã dela, mas o filme é ótimo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Vale a pena!!! A gente dá muitas gargalhadas e acaba concordando com muitas coisas que rolam no filme auahuahua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fica aqui a dica!!! Bju bju&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/6006606899428748068-1496443499920875458?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/1496443499920875458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/filme-brasileiro.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1496443499920875458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1496443499920875458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/11/filme-brasileiro.html' title='Filme brasileiro'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SvCViVH5xnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/dDxcucmVsws/s72-c/mulher-invisivel-poster01-234x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-4340539247563732607</id><published>2009-10-27T20:41:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:12:44.777-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lari'/><title type='text'>"Tô bem com a vida, tô de vento em popa, tô feliz pra burro.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sud9KeCTqLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oBR9Z6ZfK-I/s1600-h/felizdavida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397420297241733298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sud9KeCTqLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oBR9Z6ZfK-I/s320/felizdavida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje o dia foi ótimo! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ganhei um selinho da Lari (como já mencionei no post anterior) e comecei hoje no novo estágio!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como é bom estar de volta nessa vida de estagiária huahauhauha.. Sim, é que eu realmente AMO o meu curso (Farmácia)!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ainda por cima só tirei nota boa na faculdade (até agora hehe)!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom, essa semana eu escrevo mais... Hoje tô cansadinha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bju bju :*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-4340539247563732607?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/4340539247563732607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-bem-com-vida-to-de-vento-em-popa-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4340539247563732607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/4340539247563732607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-bem-com-vida-to-de-vento-em-popa-to.html' title='&quot;Tô bem com a vida, tô de vento em popa, tô feliz pra burro..&quot;'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sud9KeCTqLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oBR9Z6ZfK-I/s72-c/felizdavida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-8448510020288937209</id><published>2009-10-27T20:26:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:14:14.091-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lari'/><title type='text'>Selinho!! Iuuupiii!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sud1OhRFN5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-sv7ZqBeeZs/s1600-h/amizade-internauta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397411570735462290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sud1OhRFN5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-sv7ZqBeeZs/s320/amizade-internauta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ai,que maravilha!!!! Ganhei meu primeiro selinho!!!!! (Isso deve ser bom,né?!) hauahauh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Foi da minha grande amiga Lari, blogueira que me inspirou a fazer este blog. O blog dela é o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oelementofogo.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.oelementofogo.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;,tá lá nos meus blogs favoritos. Cheio de bom humor, é um blog de cabeceira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Valeu Lari!!! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-8448510020288937209?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/8448510020288937209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/selinho-iuuupiii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8448510020288937209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8448510020288937209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/selinho-iuuupiii.html' title='Selinho!! Iuuupiii!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sud1OhRFN5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-sv7ZqBeeZs/s72-c/amizade-internauta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-6341804358904349875</id><published>2009-10-22T13:23:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:13:51.194-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ônibus'/><title type='text'>Ônibus, tri legal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SuB-ao9fG7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/S81vceddpdo/s1600-h/onibus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395451349726862258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SuB-ao9fG7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/S81vceddpdo/s320/onibus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Graças a Deus, agora em Porto Alegre temos ônibus com televisão, não são todos, só os que fazem as linhas transversais (os T )... Como eu acabo ficando em média 1 hora em cada ônibus (chego a pegar 4 a 5 por dia!), vou assistindo ao &lt;strong&gt;BusTV&lt;/strong&gt;... Tem até horóscopo e vídeo cassetada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mas o que acho legal são as vídeos da campanha &lt;strong&gt;"Sou Legal no Trânsito"...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3RQI5Umb38"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3RQI5Umb38&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Vale a pena dar uma olhada e até repassar.. Tem mais no You Tube,ok?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-6341804358904349875?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/6341804358904349875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/onibus-tri-legal.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6341804358904349875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6341804358904349875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/onibus-tri-legal.html' title='Ônibus, tri legal!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SuB-ao9fG7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/S81vceddpdo/s72-c/onibus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-3002032775879561343</id><published>2009-10-21T19:38:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:14:48.120-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ônibus'/><title type='text'>Que feio!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/St-BxL45zVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EsbIx8wFZv4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 88px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395173560618175826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/St-BxL45zVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EsbIx8wFZv4/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gente!!!! Que horror!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Semana passada eu estava bem bela no ponto de ônibus lá no centro, quando presenciei uma cena revoltante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Em uma rua próxima tinha um monte de caminhões estacionados, em um lado da rua, descarregando mercadorias para um estabelecimento e, do outro lado, havia a passagem livre do trânsito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Daí começou um monte de buzinas (irritantes por sinal)... Era porque um caminhoneiro "espertinho" resolveu descarregar o caminhão bloqueando a rua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;O "espertinho" saiu do estabelecimento super-irritado, se achando o "dono da razão", estacionou o caminhão no local correto e saiu (PASMEM!) com um pedaço de pau na mão (acho até que era um ferro, tinha a forma de um taco)... Ele escondia o "artefato" (muito apelativo??heheh) pelas costas, enquanto passavam os carros pra ele ver quem estava buzinando. O buzinador era um funcionário do estabelecimento para o qual ele estava descarregando a mercadoria, como ele percebeu que o buraco era mais embaixo, ele só chamou o cara de nervosinho e bobalhão e escondeu de volta no caminhão o artefato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Agora me diz, quem carrega um negócio daqueles e ainda pretende usar durante o expediente (claro que mesmo fora não se deve usar, né?!) é porque gosta de arrumar confusão,né?! O nervosinho-bobalhão era ele!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tem cada louco no trânsito!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&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/6006606899428748068-3002032775879561343?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/3002032775879561343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-feio.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3002032775879561343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3002032775879561343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-feio.html' title='Que feio!!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/St-BxL45zVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EsbIx8wFZv4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-7255516215601560786</id><published>2009-10-15T18:02:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:16:55.470-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Carros!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SteOP5dFIKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/M5AwMLtuG2A/s1600-h/carro-branco_2919_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392935482571432098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SteOP5dFIKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/M5AwMLtuG2A/s320/carro-branco_2919_1280x1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Todo mundo sabe (quem não sabe fica sabendo), que carro na cor branca é mais barato (às vezes, nem 10% mais barato)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Agora me diz, um &lt;strong&gt;carro importado&lt;/strong&gt; como este da foto, ficaria muuuuuuuito melhor se fosse de outra cor, não?! Que mão-de-vaca esse cidadão, hein?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tá, meu namorado diz que as pessoas têm suas preferências... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Se eu fosse dona de uma indústria automobilística tipo Audi, Ferrari...(Ui, sonhei alto!hehe) Não aceitaria um carro da minha marca (MINHA MARCA! Soou bem...rs) de cor branca! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um celta, um gol, um corsa, enfim,os não-importados, ficam até charmosos quando branco (e limpos!). É só uma opinião... Não fiquem zangados!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bom, quem quiser se desfazer de seu &lt;strong&gt;Audi &lt;/strong&gt;branco eu aceito... ;)&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/6006606899428748068-7255516215601560786?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/7255516215601560786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/carros.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7255516215601560786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7255516215601560786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/carros.html' title='Carros!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SteOP5dFIKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/M5AwMLtuG2A/s72-c/carro-branco_2919_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-1099305970884503227</id><published>2009-10-15T17:04:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:17:45.789-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Essa é fácil, próxima!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SteDRDwmyII/AAAAAAAAAD4/8u0UYo0OSCM/s1600-h/feio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392923407889647746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SteDRDwmyII/AAAAAAAAAD4/8u0UYo0OSCM/s320/feio.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SteBfOgQm2I/AAAAAAAAADw/Wo4EjoAI8PQ/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Mais uma do psicotécnico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Afirmação:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Gosto de beijar pessoas atraentes do sexo oposto"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Minha resposta: 7 ("muito característico"),afinal, quem é que não gosta de beijar pessoas atraentes? Se tá beijando é porque há alguma atração (senão, é aposta mesmo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Tem aquele ditado popular: "Quem ama o feio, bonito lhe parece" ou, ainda, "O amor é cego." (Ah, lembra o filme?: O amor é cego. Muiiito bom!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Mais uma coisa nesta afirmação ficou entre-linhas: Pessoas do sexo oposto. Ora, então, para um homosexual essa afirmação teria como resposta 1 ("nada característico"). E para o bissexual seria 4 ("indiferente")... Eu hein, cada uma!!!! hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;(Obs.: Tem que ler o post anterior a este para entender) &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/6006606899428748068-1099305970884503227?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/1099305970884503227/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/essa-e-facil-proxima.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1099305970884503227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/1099305970884503227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/essa-e-facil-proxima.html' title='Essa é fácil, próxima!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SteDRDwmyII/AAAAAAAAAD4/8u0UYo0OSCM/s72-c/feio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-3959731169884790931</id><published>2009-10-15T16:35:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:18:02.380-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Ah???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Std_qFej25I/AAAAAAAAADo/llqi9R_X6kw/s1600-h/Animation1einstein.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392919439801047954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Std_qFej25I/AAAAAAAAADo/llqi9R_X6kw/s320/Animation1einstein.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em um teste de psicotécnico para cada afirmativa eu deveria atribuir uma nota de 1 a 7 , sendo que para 1 era "nada característico" e para 7 "muito característico", em relação a minha personalidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uma das afirmações era: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quando acordo, meu coração continua batendo"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (Isso mesmo!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bom, eu coloquei 7 porque ,sim, toda vez que eu acordo (incrível!) meu coração continua batendo!!! "Muito característico" da minha fisiologia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Peraí, minha personalidade poderia ser dita como HIPOCONDRÍACA (pois, ao acordar a primeira coisa a fazer seria checar meus sinais vitais) ou seria então a LOUCA (pois, ao acordar aviso a todos: Meu coração está batendo!),ou ainda a APAIXONADA-NEURÓTICA-ESTÚPIDA (pois,ao acordar meu coração bate DE ALEGRIA AO SER AMADO)... E se eu colocasse 1: a BURRA (pois,se está acordada é porque seu coração está batendo!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Xiiiiiii... Não entendi nada, quem puder me ajudar!!! PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Será que Einsteisn saberia responder a essa questão???&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/6006606899428748068-3959731169884790931?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/3959731169884790931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/ah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3959731169884790931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3959731169884790931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/ah.html' title='Ah???'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Std_qFej25I/AAAAAAAAADo/llqi9R_X6kw/s72-c/Animation1einstein.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-3664510710760391365</id><published>2009-10-14T15:02:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:18:39.539-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estágio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Nalu pelo mundo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/StYWz95cjSI/AAAAAAAAADY/LGfdnADy6U0/s1600-h/nalu_07_6493126530565941897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392522685867396386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/StYWz95cjSI/AAAAAAAAADY/LGfdnADy6U0/s320/nalu_07_6493126530565941897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nessa vida de estudante-sem-estágio a gente tem muuuuuuuuito tempo para relaxar (relaxar do que? ai sei lá!)... Então, aproveito esses momentos para ler, "blogar" (tá certo isso?), estudar e ver tv (entre outras coisitas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bom,o que quero dizer aqui é que tem um programa muito legal no canal Multishow que se chama "Nalu pelo mundo". A Nalu (Isabelle Nalu) é filha de um casal (Pato e Fabiana, ele surfista, não é o jogador!)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bom, vale muito assistir a este programa, pois eles sempre estão em lugares maravilhosos e tem a Nalu que é muito fofa!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-3664510710760391365?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/3664510710760391365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-fofura.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3664510710760391365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/3664510710760391365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-fofura.html' title='Nalu pelo mundo!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/StYWz95cjSI/AAAAAAAAADY/LGfdnADy6U0/s72-c/nalu_07_6493126530565941897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-8394168063929550230</id><published>2009-10-14T14:04:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:19:17.171-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuva'/><title type='text'>Tele puxada-de-orelha!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/StYPI1DTybI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GQY2fYzL6wo/s1600-h/phone.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 119px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392514248177076658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/StYPI1DTybI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GQY2fYzL6wo/s320/phone.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esses tempos, acho que mês passado, eu estava em casa sossegada vendo tv quando o meu telefone tocou... Adivinha!!! O instrutor da academia!!! Sim!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele ligou para saber se eu ainda estava viva porque fazia mais de um mês que não aparecia (ops!). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah, como é que eu ia ir na academia com chuva?? Quem é que gosta de ir para rua quando chove,né?! Na semana seguinte fez sol!!! Fui uns 3 dias... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acho que daqui mais uns dias ele liga denovo! huahuahau...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROMESSA: Mês que vem eu começo a malhar NOVAMENTE! Juro!!!&lt;/strong&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/6006606899428748068-8394168063929550230?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/8394168063929550230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/tele-puxa-de-orelha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8394168063929550230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8394168063929550230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/tele-puxa-de-orelha.html' title='Tele puxada-de-orelha!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/StYPI1DTybI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GQY2fYzL6wo/s72-c/phone.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-6119126938350240761</id><published>2009-10-01T21:30:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:04:18.209-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonsai'/><title type='text'>Mãe desnaturada!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SsVNttMuDgI/AAAAAAAAADI/-xoSw9ur82o/s1600-h/bichinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387797976841063938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SsVNttMuDgI/AAAAAAAAADI/-xoSw9ur82o/s320/bichinho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sabe quando a gente quer fazer o negócio bem feito e acaba saindo uma porcaria??? Tipo quando eu quero fazer uma comida (sem ter uma receita à mão) e fica incomível (é, isso acontece comigo!)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bom, eu sempre gostei de bonsais, sempre quis ter um... eles são tão lindos... Eu tenho um tio que tem vários, e eu achei que não seria tão complicado de ter um... (detalhe, meu tio é doutor em biologia)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Então, em março deste ano ganhei um bonsai do meu namorado. Aliás, ele comprou um pra ele também. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A moça que vendeu disse que era uma boa espécie para ter, porque era muito resistente e podia tê-lo dentro de casa, sem falar que não precisaríamos ter tanto conhecimento de bonsais. Uma Serissa de 6 aninhos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um dia cheguei na casa do meu namo e vi que o bonsai dele tava deixado de lado,disse pra ele que ia levar o bonsai pra minha casa para cuidar dele e tal, mas ele disse que cuidaria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Moral da história: não sei o que fiz (ou não fiz), mas meu bonsai morreu!!!! Não nascem mais folhas, tá parecendo um esqueleto.. ai tadinho!!! E o do meu namo??? Tá lindo, cheio de folhinhas.. (o que ele fez????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bom, acho que cuidado em excesso mata! Sorte que ainda não sou mãe!!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Não vou desistir, ainda terei um bonsai lindo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-6119126938350240761?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/6119126938350240761/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/mae-desnaturada.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6119126938350240761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/6119126938350240761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/mae-desnaturada.html' title='Mãe desnaturada!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SsVNttMuDgI/AAAAAAAAADI/-xoSw9ur82o/s72-c/bichinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-5895350591014569644</id><published>2009-10-01T21:18:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:19:38.329-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compras'/><title type='text'>Deus ouviu as minhas preces!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SsVInXNHidI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fNErYMdV8Jg/s1600-h/sapatilha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387792370299800018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SsVInXNHidI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fNErYMdV8Jg/s320/sapatilha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois de uma maratona de provas (ufa!), cá estou eu ! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho novidade!!!! Achei um site muito fofo!!! E tem uma loja virtual linda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alicedisse.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;http://www.alicedisse.com.br/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom, a novidade é que neste site tem sapatilhas maravilhosas tamanho 33!!!! Iuuuuuupiiiiiiii!!! kkkk... Aliás, tem a partir do tamanho 30!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou encomendar uma (ou várias!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bjussssssssss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-5895350591014569644?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/5895350591014569644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/deus-ouviu-as-minhas-preces.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5895350591014569644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/5895350591014569644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/10/deus-ouviu-as-minhas-preces.html' title='Deus ouviu as minhas preces!!!!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SsVInXNHidI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fNErYMdV8Jg/s72-c/sapatilha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-9095339668663821627</id><published>2009-09-15T17:42:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:20:16.580-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reclamona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.P.M.'/><title type='text'>Reclamona!!!! Eu???????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sq_-_hqUOrI/AAAAAAAAACk/5dTUPPRmkCY/s1600-h/assustada.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381800447052102322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sq_-_hqUOrI/AAAAAAAAACk/5dTUPPRmkCY/s320/assustada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Depois de refletir e ver os meus posts (é assim q se escreve?) percebi que não podia deixar de colocar aqui esta história...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Bom, certa vez eu e umas amigas (fofíssimas) resolvemos nos encontrar em um restaurante árabe para tagarelarmos e para desvendar o nosso futuro. Neste restaurante havia uma mulher que tinha "poderes" de ler a borra do café... muito místico, não? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Fui a primeira ( claro, ninguém vai contra à vontade de uma baixinha,né?! rs) , tomamos o café sem muitas instruções, depois de encher a boca do pó fui de encontro com a tal mulher... Me bateu uma decepção!!! Ela não estava trajada como uma vidente-cartomante-ou-sei-lá-o-quê, não havia nenhuma toalha de mesa com desenhos místicos, nem uma bola de cristal (tá, minha amiga disse q ela não usava bola de cristal mesmo.. mas era só para um cenário,sabe?), nem aquelas unhas postiças...enfim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Sentei incrédula (acho q tava com cara de debochada), daí ela olhou a minha borra e fez caras e caretas. Até que me encarou e disse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;- Você tem uma linha da reclamação..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;- Como assim??????? (quis saber)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;- Você tem reclamado demais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;(Putz!!! Pagar pra alguém me dizer isso???? Que m....!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;- Hããã... será?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Bom, depois disso ela falou umas coisas nada a ver e outras que "bateram na trave" ,sabe?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Mas vendo os meus posts e refletindo sobre minhas atitudes... acho que eu não tenho uma linha, tenho um livro enorme de reclamação (hauhauha)... Toda vez que eu reclamo me vem aquela senhora na cabeça!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Prometo aqui, que eu vou melhorar!!!!! Na TPM eu posso reclamar,né?! huahuahua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Beijinhuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-9095339668663821627?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/9095339668663821627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/09/reclamona-eu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/9095339668663821627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/9095339668663821627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/09/reclamona-eu.html' title='Reclamona!!!! Eu???????????'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/Sq_-_hqUOrI/AAAAAAAAACk/5dTUPPRmkCY/s72-c/assustada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-7397476038237122539</id><published>2009-09-10T14:59:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:17:31.625-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compras'/><title type='text'>Sapatinho de cristal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SqlESgd7aMI/AAAAAAAAACU/duxfcRyRK90/s1600-h/sapato.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379906314614565058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SqlESgd7aMI/AAAAAAAAACU/duxfcRyRK90/s320/sapato.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembram daquela história da Cinderela que perde o sapatinho de cristal e que o príncipe vai em busca da dona daquele sapato e que este só serve no pé da própria Cinderela e de mais ninguém?????? Ah, pois é!!! Acho que eu sou o tipo Cinderela, não pela formosura (ah mas não sou feia não! rs ) ,mas pelo pézinho único...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que aconteceu com o tamanho34????? Ou eles estão maiores, ou o meu pé encolheu!!! Justo agora que a Melissa tá com umas sandálias lindíssimas, fofíssimas, uma tentação???!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Esses tempos, fui comprar uma sapatilha desta marca com minha amiga Lari, parecia uma criança num parque de diversão, tantas cores, modelos, cheirinhos... felicidade estampada na cara! Finalmente, pedi um par para experimentar, a menor que tinha, tamanho 34! (Eu tinha uma Melissa 34 há uns anos atrás).. foi então que o desespero bateu, a taquicardia começou e a tristeza tomou conta de mim... o calçado ficou imenso!!!!!! Meu pé estava excluído deste mundo colorido de Melissa... E o pior de tudo, a Lari deve ter comprado só este ano umas 10 Melissas lindas-maravilhosas pra ela!!!! Buááááááááá...também quero!!!!!!! Ai que inveja!!!! (rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SqlEYdGmNFI/AAAAAAAAACc/Vg3u8j-feL0/s1600-h/melissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379906416790615122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SqlEYdGmNFI/AAAAAAAAACc/Vg3u8j-feL0/s320/melissa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pé pequeno é um trauma, cinderela que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nada!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006606899428748068-7397476038237122539?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/7397476038237122539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/09/sapatinho-de-cristal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7397476038237122539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/7397476038237122539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/09/sapatinho-de-cristal.html' title='Sapatinho de cristal!'/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SqlESgd7aMI/AAAAAAAAACU/duxfcRyRK90/s72-c/sapato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006606899428748068.post-8871535406808363102</id><published>2009-08-28T19:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:23:10.429-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.P.M.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     Guria  T.P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SphiwzwgJFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gqGfxBh0yZA/s1600-h/TPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375154745933571154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SphiwzwgJFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gqGfxBh0yZA/s320/TPM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Começando um blog falando de T.P.M. (heheh...) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom, é que neste momento é o que está se passando na minha cabeça... Resolvi escrever antes de atacar uma lata de cajuzinho (daqueles prontos,sabe?) que tá lá na geladeira (ontem eu comi 2 colheres das de sopa)!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.P.M. é um saco, mas o pior é ouvir aqueles que dizem que comer chocolate durante a T.P.M. piora o "quadro".... Ah tá!!!! E seria melhor comer alface???????? Fico com o chocolate!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Durante esta fase (que pra mim é metade do mês!) eu só penso em comer, durmir e dar coice (eu admito!)... Só com o meu namo que eu consigo me segurar...hehehe.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mas tudo bem, falta pouco pra eu voltar aos meus 15 dias normais do mês!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Assim que isso acontecer eu escreverei outro assunto... Um mais calmo, mais divertido, mais humano!!!! hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Inté!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/6006606899428748068-8871535406808363102?l=guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/feeds/8871535406808363102/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/08/comecando-um-blog-falando-de-t.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8871535406808363102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006606899428748068/posts/default/8871535406808363102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guriadeportoalegre.blogspot.com/2009/08/comecando-um-blog-falando-de-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheron C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14983758204255712185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXvUVTy0u68/TjHYwB2IyUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/5L3rr9W-9XI/s220/093.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__yc1CXXKwOw/SphiwzwgJFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gqGfxBh0yZA/s72-c/TPM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
