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No momento me parecem um post...'/><category term='Páginas de 2007'/><category term='é tudo quote porra e eu deveria parar de falar palavrão.'/><category term='sp.'/><category term='ou talvez'/><category term='(Até que não tão rude assim)'/><category term='Maybe you were joking'/><category term='pessoal'/><category term='preguiça'/><category term='fooome'/><category term='Artdeco eyeshadow'/><category term='divisão do prazer'/><category term='senac começou ¬¬&apos;'/><category term='razorlight'/><category term='do que nunca ;]'/><category term='philips'/><category term='rosa desbotado'/><category term='nico rosberg'/><category term='kazam'/><category term='meu desejo começou no domingo e te amarei até quinta ;D'/><category term='glossy box outubro'/><category term='the same old song'/><category term='tamo aki na atividade.'/><category term='coloque me em um trem...'/><category term='L&apos;Occitane'/><category term='silvas'/><category term='Ela disse.'/><category term='today.'/><category term='Abre a janela'/><category term='take your time'/><category term='Friday'/><category term='...é liberdade”'/><category term='Uptown Girls'/><category term='mari'/><category term='E eu não acho que vai mudar'/><category term='Givenchy'/><category term='You get what you need.'/><category term='Diego.'/><category term='Hard Core Soft Porn'/><category term='I‘m not the one who acted like a ho'/><category term='Pra pelo menos alguem.'/><category term='calvin e haroldo'/><category term='foi isso...'/><title type='text'>Mas não existe.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5407724446638797324</id><published>2011-12-19T22:06:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:06:10.789-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;   Todos os dias quando acordo&lt;br /&gt; Não tenho mais&lt;br /&gt; O tempo que passou&lt;br /&gt; Mas tenho muito tempo&lt;br /&gt; Temos todo o tempo do mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias&lt;br /&gt; Antes de dormir&lt;br /&gt; Lembro e esqueço&lt;br /&gt; Como foi o dia&lt;br /&gt; Sempre em frente&lt;br /&gt; Não temos tempo a perder...&lt;br /&gt;Nosso suor sagrado&lt;br /&gt; É bem mais belo&lt;br /&gt; Que esse sangue amargo&lt;br /&gt; E tão sério&lt;br /&gt; E Selvagem! Selvagem!&lt;br /&gt; Selvagem!...&lt;br /&gt;Veja o sol&lt;br /&gt; Dessa manhã tão cinza&lt;br /&gt; A tempestade que chega&lt;br /&gt; É da cor dos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt; Castanhos...&lt;br /&gt;Então me abraça forte&lt;br /&gt; E diz mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt; Que já estamos&lt;br /&gt; Distantes de tudo&lt;br /&gt; Temos nosso próprio tempo&lt;br /&gt; Temos nosso próprio tempo&lt;br /&gt; Temos nosso próprio tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho medo do escuro&lt;br /&gt; Mas deixe as luzes&lt;br /&gt; Acesas agora&lt;br /&gt; O que foi escondido&lt;br /&gt; É o que se escondeu&lt;br /&gt; E o que foi prometido&lt;br /&gt; Ninguém prometeu&lt;br /&gt; Nem foi tempo perdido&lt;br /&gt; Somos tão jovens...&lt;br /&gt;Tão Jovens! Tão Jovens!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5407724446638797324?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5407724446638797324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5407724446638797324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5407724446638797324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5407724446638797324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/12/todos-os-dias-quando-acordo-nao-tenho.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8465826499822907244</id><published>2011-12-11T00:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:16:45.972-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;"I don't know, House. But I'm worried. You're miserable and you're angry and I want you to actually deal with that and not just try to medicate the issue away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... Shouldn't say this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8465826499822907244?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8465826499822907244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8465826499822907244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8465826499822907244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8465826499822907244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-know-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8617627173736522252</id><published>2011-12-10T01:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T01:42:28.170-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Retardada, Cobra, Idiota, Vai tomar no cú, Me deixa em paz. E hm, Voce é o que me mantem nesse mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8617627173736522252?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8617627173736522252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8617627173736522252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8617627173736522252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8617627173736522252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/12/retardada-cobra-idiota-vai-tomar-no-cu.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5906090667071404002</id><published>2011-12-09T00:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:20:22.768-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deixa de ser idiota. Nada que voce fizer vai ser bom o suficiente. Ou mesmo bom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa de precisar de reconhecimento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5906090667071404002?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5906090667071404002/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5906090667071404002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5906090667071404002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5906090667071404002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/12/deixa-de-ser-idiota.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5269021153350286647</id><published>2011-11-11T19:36:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T19:36:21.480-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Valor? O que é isso?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5269021153350286647?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5269021153350286647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5269021153350286647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5269021153350286647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5269021153350286647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/11/valor-o-que-e-isso.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-2045611730147882023</id><published>2011-11-10T10:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:16:14.816-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novembro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L&apos;Occitane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artdeco eyeshadow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fa desodorante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutrogena.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glossy box outubro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outubro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RoC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glossy box novembro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glossy box'/><title type='text'>Glossy box Outubro/Novembro</title><content type='html'>Pedi minha Glossy Box dia 25 de Outubro. Ela chegou hoje, com certo atraso na postagem pois foi postada ontem. E nao na ultima semana como informado no site, mas como eu já comprei no final do mes tudo bem ter essa diferença de tempo. Fiz o pedido da Beauty para dar de presente e da Premium para mim, me informariam que eu recebei a Premiun de outubro, mas não sei se foi ela mesmo que recebi, porque em todos os blogs que olhei os produtos eram bastante diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com cada questionario ter respostas diferentes imagino que só mudem alguns produtos... Enfim, vamos aos produtos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8di6jcLjoE8/Tru5kSHcUWI/AAAAAAAAAkk/M_7PipAjqJg/s1600/glossy+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8di6jcLjoE8/Tru5kSHcUWI/AAAAAAAAAkk/M_7PipAjqJg/s400/glossy+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A caixa continua uma fofura, claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Eye Shadow - Artdeco [Full size. Ela é naturalmente minuscula] - Preço &lt;a href="http://www.shopluxo.com.br/Produto/Maquiagem/Sombra/Artdeco/Sombra-Compacta-Eye-Shadow-8419.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;16,00&lt;/a&gt; a &lt;a href="http://www.laperfumaria.com.br/sombra-eye-shadow-artdeco-237.html" target="_blank"&gt;30,00&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Deo Spray Blue Romance - Fa [Full size] - Preço &lt;a href="http://www.citylar.com.br/Produto/Perfumaria-Cosmeticos/Corpo-Banho/Desodorante/FA/Fa-Deo-Spray-Blue-Romance-150-ml-Fa/890-2208-2220-56295/?utm_source=Buscape&amp;amp;utm_medium=CPC_Perfumaria_e_Cosmeticos_Buscape&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Corpo_e_Banho&amp;amp;utm_content=Desodorante&amp;amp;cda=7CBC-EF09-9426-2B36" target="_blank"&gt;9,40&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Minesol Oil Control FPS 30 - RoC [5 ml - Amostra Grátis] - Preço &lt;a href="http://www.panvel.com/panvel/visualizarProduto.do?codigoItem=903590" target="_blank"&gt;58,69&lt;/a&gt; [50ml]&lt;br /&gt;4 - Oil Free Acne Wash - Neutrogena [5 ml - Amostra Grátis] - Preço &lt;a href="http://www.nikkeycosmeticos.com.br/prod,idloja,4705,idproduto,1063332,neutrogena-oil-free-acne-wash---sabonete-liquido" target="_blank"&gt;29,90&lt;/a&gt; [200ml]&lt;br /&gt;5 - Shampoo Citrus Verbena - L'Occitane [30 ml - Miniatura] - Preço &lt;a href="http://br.loccitane.com/shampoo-citrus-verbena,43,2,4566,59690.htm" target="_blank"&gt;50,00&lt;/a&gt; [250ml]&lt;br /&gt;6 - Gel de ducha citrus Verbena - L'Occitane [30ml - Miniatura] - Preço &lt;a href="http://br.loccitane.com/sabonete-l%C3%ADquido-para-corpo-citrus-verbena,43,2,4566,181247.htm" target="_blank"&gt;62,00&lt;/a&gt; [250ml]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUh0hcyRru4/Tru5ofmjTrI/AAAAAAAAAks/0lh3AL_J8IU/s1600/glossy+024+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="102" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUh0hcyRru4/Tru5ofmjTrI/AAAAAAAAAks/0lh3AL_J8IU/s320/glossy+024+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A sombrinha da Artdeco. Full size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylnL75D0Kds/Tru5pYFSCXI/AAAAAAAAAk0/xd2GPAcmk8U/s1600/glossy+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ylnL75D0Kds/Tru5pYFSCXI/AAAAAAAAAk0/xd2GPAcmk8U/s320/glossy+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A amostra gratis do Acne Wash, da Neutrogena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPSxNm647FM/Tru5rGf8H_I/AAAAAAAAAk8/tFkONlYtCoE/s1600/glossy+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPSxNm647FM/Tru5rGf8H_I/AAAAAAAAAk8/tFkONlYtCoE/s320/glossy+028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A amostra grátis do protetor solar da RoC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9at2yGiDmaM/Tru5sEfWPaI/AAAAAAAAAlE/x-HrcBd9tIA/s1600/glossy+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9at2yGiDmaM/Tru5sEfWPaI/AAAAAAAAAlE/x-HrcBd9tIA/s320/glossy+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Desodorante da Fa. Full size. O cheirinho é bem doce, mas gostei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKTokRCnQz8/Tru5vfuFFtI/AAAAAAAAAlU/NyKEB2zkd4Q/s1600/L%2527occitane.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKTokRCnQz8/Tru5vfuFFtI/AAAAAAAAAlU/NyKEB2zkd4Q/s320/L%2527occitane.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As miniaturas da L'Occitane, perfeitas pra carregar na bolsa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stUzW0Ce5Z8/Tru5soQzHNI/AAAAAAAAAlM/FrxPHD5psFA/s1600/glossy+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stUzW0Ce5Z8/Tru5soQzHNI/AAAAAAAAAlM/FrxPHD5psFA/s320/glossy+040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na nota fiscal vem o valor que foi cada produto e o total. O valor total foi 17,73 reais. A caixa saiu pra mim, e pra quem mais receber por 35,00 + 4,00 de taxa de envio. Total de 39,00 reais.&lt;br /&gt;Sinceramente ainda nao me decidi se valeu a pena ou nao, mas confesso que isso principalmente porque esperava algum produto da Eyeko. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-2045611730147882023?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/2045611730147882023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=2045611730147882023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2045611730147882023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2045611730147882023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/11/glossy-box-outubronovembro.html' title='Glossy box Outubro/Novembro'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8di6jcLjoE8/Tru5kSHcUWI/AAAAAAAAAkk/M_7PipAjqJg/s72-c/glossy+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>São Paulo, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-23.5489433 -46.6388182</georss:point><georss:box>-24.014749300000002 -47.270532200000005 -23.0831373 -46.0071042</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3330096553377905863</id><published>2011-11-08T00:10:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T00:10:48.447-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A genta ja ta tao distante. 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margin: 0; padding: 0; width: 75px; height: 75px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/now_then/"&gt;____Amanda;]'s photostream&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-1474644899558765357?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/1474644899558765357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=1474644899558765357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1474644899558765357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1474644899558765357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/09/amanda-photostream.html' title='____Amanda;]&amp;#39;s photostream'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6192/6160478545_be9472843f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-766660592130291654</id><published>2011-08-24T16:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T16:09:03.456-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quem vai querer ficar com alguem que é assim?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling as bad as hell phisically and emotionally, but I don't know what to do, and it's not like this is a new feeling, it's just that it's a bit more intense today and my head really fucking hurts... I Wish I had something to do other than study... Hmm I forgot I also have the dishes to wash... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo só smiths nos ultimos dias... Faz um beem, no, mas me identifico, fazia algum tempo que nao me identificava tanto, vai ver as coisas nem estavam tao ruins a minha cabeça que estraga tudo sozinha, acho que o unico "poder" que eu tenho é destruir... Gente, como eu queria ser melhor que isso. Que esse poço. 'Bora lavar a louça...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-766660592130291654?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/766660592130291654/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=766660592130291654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/766660592130291654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/766660592130291654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-feeling-as-bad-as-hell-phisically.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-4334549860456505630</id><published>2011-08-24T11:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:06:11.948-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just had the coolest dream ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro eu sonhei que tava num cenario de &lt;i&gt;star wars&lt;/i&gt; e tudo era igualzin no filme *--* Mas tinha coisa que eu nao tinha acesso, só quem conhecia alguem da produção [wtf, até em sonho eu nao sou vip]&lt;br /&gt;Segundo eu sonhei que eu e o sora ficavamos viajando tipo num barril por ilhas ai tinha uma que tinha tipo só uma casinha e lá a gente encontrava duas pessoas que iam viajar com a gente ou tinham algo a ver com a situação... E umas amigas do meu namorado tavam lá&lt;br /&gt;Terceiro, porque é meio que outro sonho mas com o barril servindo de transporte para "outros mundos" Não era mais o sora era o Tony e a gente uma hora tava em são paulo vendo manga de kingdom heart, que como eu nunca vi não tinha nada a ver com... Depois a gente ia pra outro mundo e chegava num predio com uma arquitetura muito linda e bizarra e ficava passeando, depois num outro mundo, esse eu fiquei mor feliz porque eu queria que tivesse mar, apesar de estar num barril no "mar" antes, mas va la... Enfim, aí eu chego mor animada com o Tony pra ir pra ir nesse mundo que tambem tem um predio fodão e no final a gente ve tipo um quintal e eu falo que tem mar lá aí eu fico mor animada, mas uns meninos aleatorios ouvem a gente falando sobre o mar e dizem que é mor longe [=/] Aí eles perguntam alguma coisa pra gente e coisas magicas começam a acontecer, que eu descrente no sonho ficava falando que era só ilusao de optica, mas como em sonho é real pra caralho eu vou chamar de mágica, Enfim, perna desaparece, metade do corpo vai parar pra baixo do chao e a outra fica pra cima... Na parte mais brisa do sonho minha mãe me acorda pra ajudar ela a achar uns exames, que depois de olhar 4x no mesmo lugar a gente achou e já tinha desmarcado o exame, mas va la... Tava com sono demais pra ser boa ajudante e dor de cabeça... Agora vou voltar a dormir porque tá osso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-4334549860456505630?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/4334549860456505630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=4334549860456505630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4334549860456505630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4334549860456505630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-had-coolest-dream-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7085558369490869534</id><published>2011-08-23T17:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T17:30:10.391-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acabei de pegar um monte de coisa aqui pra estudar, humanas só... Não quero começar mal... Mas falta tipo um mes pro enem e etc e tal. Porque a gente deixa algo tao importante pro ultimo momento! Porra... &lt;i&gt;Eu queria que alguem me animasse a estudar,&lt;/i&gt; mas basicamente o que eu ouço é para de putaria e faz uma particular... Eu nao sei onde nem como vou estar ano que vem isso é uma merda... Enfim, eu vou tentar estudar. É a unica coisa que eu posso fazer agora e entrar em panico por ficar de putaria a porra do ano todo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7085558369490869534?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7085558369490869534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7085558369490869534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7085558369490869534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7085558369490869534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/08/acabei-de-pegar-um-monte-de-coisa-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8605703568645714424</id><published>2011-08-23T00:17:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T00:17:15.744-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu quero estudar, quero mudar, quero sair dessa vida, desse poço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá passando friends... Aah, quanto tempo, que saudade... De tanta coisa. De voce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8605703568645714424?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8605703568645714424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8605703568645714424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8605703568645714424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8605703568645714424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-quero-estudar-quero-mudar-quero-sair.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-1725853313326415677</id><published>2011-08-23T00:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T00:15:33.953-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pessoal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu fico triste com coisas simples pra caralho tipo... Voce curtir as coisas que ela posta e nao dar a minima pro que eu posto. Mesmo quando é uma coisa que quer dizer algo pra voce e agora pra mim. Hahaha, sim é besta pra caralho, mas me chateia. Porque já tá foda, qualquer minimo de atenção seria bom. Nem acho que voce va ver isso, mas preciso falar... Eu só quero que a gente fique bem. Eu te amo, porra... Lembra? =] Queria estar sorrindo agora... Mas enfim, eu sei que voce nao queria que eu saisse hoje, mas sim foi só porque era aniversario da Marcela, ela é uma pessoa que eu valorizo muito. Pode nao ser nada o aniversario dela pra voce, mas pra ela é e eu nao poderia nao ir. Agora eu nao acho que voce esteja dormindo já que seu horario ta todo bagunçado, não sei se voce ta me ignorando, se nao quer falar comigo... Mas eu queria falar com voce, queria que a gente conversasse como antes... Eu te amo como antes, porque as coisas mudaram? Eu queria que voce lembra se, sentisse o quanto eu te amo, mas de longe é foda... Talvez voce nao vejo o quanto. Te amo. Quero ficar bem. É isso que eu queria falar. E por favor, leia isso. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-1725853313326415677?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/1725853313326415677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=1725853313326415677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1725853313326415677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1725853313326415677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-fico-triste-com-coisas-simples-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7962586345223617557</id><published>2011-06-20T21:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:14:13.341-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln410hMkTV1qg1up1o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln410hMkTV1qg1up1o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7962586345223617557?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7962586345223617557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7962586345223617557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7962586345223617557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7962586345223617557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-2247221411150154669</id><published>2011-06-20T20:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:55:46.787-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ou era uma vez, I used to write poems, and I tought they were very nice, but I don't anymore dunno why o.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I bought a hamster, it's my first one and I'm afraid to hold her T.T She is REALLY fast! She looks like a very very tyni cow =D Black and white, I would take a picture, but I don't think she 'll let me =X I hope she &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was from&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;13/08/09&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;She died a few days ago.&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/6973107116678017019-2247221411150154669?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/2247221411150154669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=2247221411150154669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2247221411150154669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2247221411150154669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/06/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time.'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-2432125156744178484</id><published>2011-06-20T20:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:50:19.565-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah eu to com depressão...</title><content type='html'>Ah, eu sabia...&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;Ah, mas é seu jeito...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Ah, que depressão que nada!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, eu disse...&lt;br /&gt;Ah, fiquei triste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim... Sim... O "ah" é pra dar um "tchan!" não é real...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-2432125156744178484?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/2432125156744178484/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=2432125156744178484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2432125156744178484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2432125156744178484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/06/ah-eu-to-com-depressao.html' title='Ah eu to com depressão...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8641553393830818531</id><published>2011-06-20T20:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:44:35.409-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inutilidades...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Descobrindo as novidades do blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguem com Macintosh olhou meu blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh... o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim eu sou besta pra caralho... E em todos [?] esses anos de blog o blog teve 800 e tantas visualizações e eu sei que isso não é nada para um tumblr famous [?] Mas eu estou chocada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E uma das buscas em que o blog apareceu foi... "how do you say i miss you in mandinka" Me deu vontade de ouvir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8641553393830818531?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8641553393830818531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8641553393830818531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8641553393830818531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8641553393830818531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/06/descobrindo-as-novidades-do-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-2758473098060088337</id><published>2011-06-20T20:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:10:20.650-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E eu não acho que vai mudar'/><title type='text'>Continua tudo mal...</title><content type='html'>Ouvindo linkin park...&lt;br /&gt;A mari brigou comigo no dia do&amp;nbsp;aniversário&amp;nbsp;dela e disse que eu "estraguei o&amp;nbsp;aniversário&amp;nbsp;dela". Meu namorado e eu não conseguimos conversar. Meu pai acha que a culpa de estar como eu estou é culpa do meu namorado e briga comigo só por eu falar com ele. Claro ele briga comigo pelo que puder e sempre age da maneira mais infantil o&amp;nbsp;possível. Mas tudo bem eu vou comprar um notebook. Eu quero um desde que entendo o que é um... Mas agora eu nem queria mais, porque tá no nome do meu pai e tals... Na verdade ele tava reclamando de ter instalado um chuveiro aqui em casa porque o outro&amp;nbsp;queimou... Então se eu pudesse eu não tava mais em casa. Mas sem&amp;nbsp;experiência&amp;nbsp;profissional, arranjar emprego parece&amp;nbsp;impossível, sem estar fazendo faculdade, nem estagio aparece... Se eu tivesse algum&amp;nbsp;remédio&amp;nbsp;acessível&amp;nbsp;pra dormir aqui eu tomaria agora. Mas os do meu pai são contados... Não dá pra pegar nenhum... Uma pena, ou não... Vai saber...&lt;br /&gt;Vai saber eu crio coragem de tomar essas merdas. Não é que tudo esteja um merda. Eu não uso crack pra não passar fome ou deixar de sentir frio, mas não me sinto forte pra aguentar o pouco que me perturba.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se não dá pra entender nada, preguiça de escrever de uma maneira melhor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-2758473098060088337?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/2758473098060088337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=2758473098060088337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2758473098060088337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2758473098060088337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/06/continua-tudo-mal.html' title='Continua tudo mal...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3134583528677209504</id><published>2011-02-14T19:03:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T19:04:35.485-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg3YGmaE--M/TVmYjxyVJxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5e--mSvtO0I/s1600/tumblr_lgl6ojo0di1qd86gmo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg3YGmaE--M/TVmYjxyVJxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5e--mSvtO0I/s1600/tumblr_lgl6ojo0di1qd86gmo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-3134583528677209504?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/3134583528677209504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=3134583528677209504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3134583528677209504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3134583528677209504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg3YGmaE--M/TVmYjxyVJxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5e--mSvtO0I/s72-c/tumblr_lgl6ojo0di1qd86gmo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-904589471009459005</id><published>2011-01-19T22:06:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T22:06:55.137-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teenso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-904589471009459005?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/904589471009459005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=904589471009459005&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/904589471009459005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/904589471009459005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/01/teenso.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8708782836013620638</id><published>2011-01-13T07:35:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T08:06:51.071-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Core Soft Porn'/><title type='text'>Hit me come get me I bite but she bite me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TS7GSmJgfiI/AAAAAAAAAjw/l7Ta2qiwDYk/s1600/rhotcp10241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TS7GSmJgfiI/AAAAAAAAAjw/l7Ta2qiwDYk/s320/rhotcp10241.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Red Hot me deixa retardada o.o Não lembrava disso... Tentando tirar o embrometion de Red Hot de mim... Porque eu ouço desde os nove anos tá u.u [uhul], aí entender Red Hot era tenso... Se bem que entender Red Hot até hoje é tenso... Enfiiim, aprendi Can't Stop, uhuhuh, anoooos depois ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aqui enlouquecendo com um solinhin... Tenso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legas que nem a letra de Californication eu sei... Vergonhaa, mas depois dela Tirando Porcelain que eu achava um porrezin eu sei todas, sem embrometion, uhul... Alias minha favorita na época era Easily... Podia ter guardado as traduções até hoje... Ia ser pelo menos engraçado eu tentando entender "get" sem ter a menor noção de inglês. Alias eu lembro de um ocasião em que eu estava tentando traduzir...&lt;br /&gt;Pega o oxford... "Get" ... 300 linhas depois - Filha acho melhor voce tentar traduzir algo mais simples... [Foi algo assim] Não lembro o que meu pai disse, mas eu lembro que estava na casa dele e da Melina me matando lá... Enfim... Bons tempos... *--* E, essa de traduzir algo mais simples sempre me deixou um impressão de "tem putaria ai menina u.u'" Ou eles falaram algo assim e eu não lembro. Enfiiim, a questão é que eu gosto de Red Hot, apesar de hoje ouvir raramente... PS: Eu devo estar elétrica porque escrevi pra porra [nada de util ou bem escrito ;D] em alguns segundos e a idéia era só falar de RHCP... Enfim... O John saiu, claro todo mundo já sabe disso... Mas agora quem vai fazer o Backing vocal mais perfeito ever, hein, hein?! E tambem eu nem vi os filhas da puta ao vivo T.T'&lt;br /&gt;Alias eu lembro de ver o show na band e ter gravado em fita [tecnologia&amp;nbsp;onde tava?] Manooo, que inveja do povo que foi GOD IS MORE, Red Hot e Coldplay... Vou morrer sem ver... T.T' Cara... Eu já era apaixonada por um Anthony na época ;D Cute... Teve o Colin e o Jens depois, mas o Anthony foi o mais, mais, acho... Bom pelo menos eu lembro de um comentário em relação a&amp;nbsp;obsessão&amp;nbsp;por ele...&amp;nbsp;Letícia: "A menina voce num pode nem ouvir "a" que já começa a falar do Anthony"... enfiiim, mudança de assunto mostro... Que que eu tava falando... Ah, tomar remédio e dormir. Bjo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou reler o txt então se houverem erros me processem ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliaaaaas, imaginem eu com nove aninhos tentando entender Suck my kiss, alias [+1]... Eu acho que Give it away só entendi umas partes hoje o.o' Claro que essas são as letras leves deles... o.o' Red Hot me corrompeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, SP e CTBA vão ter Rise Against em fevereiro [só pra deixar gravado *---*] e... Eu vou de avião [Uhuul *---*] E...&lt;br /&gt;Vou dormir porque faz bem né o.o Se bem que não to com vontade de dormir... E aí alguma sugestão? [Hjasuhauhs, claro que vai aparcer alguem aqui, agora... Com uma sugestão...] Alias. Eu nunca sei porque eu escrevo como se tivesse mor galera lendo o que eu escrevo... Deve ser mania de gente carente o.o... - Oi Jonatas! Se tu ainda aparece por aqui :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know! (8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouça "Right on time" Melhor backing vocal ever óia lá *---* Se bem que não é backing vocal... Mans enfim... Oóóó, vontade de ouvir Tear, nuss era minha música de depressão quando eu não tinha paixão por Coldplay... Se bem que ela continua música da depressão, mas é tão linda. OMG. Parei. RHCP na veia... haushuhaushuah, agora é sério. u.u'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah eu tinha uma camisa com a fotenho aí em cima, mas ela ficou veeelha e eu cortei e minha mae roubou e eu prefiro nem pensar o que aconteceu com ela depois disso o.o [aó ainda tá no guarda roupa né... o que é bom, mas levando em conta o drama seria um final meio sem graça...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cama... Tomara que esteja passando Bob Esponja... *--*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8)~~~~~(8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8708782836013620638?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8708782836013620638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8708782836013620638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8708782836013620638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8708782836013620638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2011/01/hit-me-come-get-me-i-bite-but-she-bite.html' title='Hit me come get me I bite but she bite me'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TS7GSmJgfiI/AAAAAAAAAjw/l7Ta2qiwDYk/s72-c/rhotcp10241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7530428070234352738</id><published>2010-12-15T22:14:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T22:17:12.377-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TNDPZPnWtFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4-FIs05e-uI/s1600/tumblr_lba4i8YDAu1qzi15io1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TNDPZPnWtFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4-FIs05e-uI/s320/tumblr_lba4i8YDAu1qzi15io1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-6280328596762471143?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/6280328596762471143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=6280328596762471143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6280328596762471143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6280328596762471143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TNDPZPnWtFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4-FIs05e-uI/s72-c/tumblr_lba4i8YDAu1qzi15io1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-1567012923278573280</id><published>2010-09-28T04:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T04:03:30.778-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arctic Monkeys'/><title type='text'>No buses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TKGSqC5pKWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/L_NkdlDM8Mw/s1600/32.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TKGSqC5pKWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/L_NkdlDM8Mw/s1600/32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Let's go down, down, low down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Where I know I should not go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh and she thinks she's the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But she's just one in twenty-four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And just coz' everybody's doing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Does that mean that I can too?&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/6973107116678017019-1567012923278573280?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/1567012923278573280/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=1567012923278573280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1567012923278573280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1567012923278573280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-buses.html' title='No buses'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TKGSqC5pKWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/L_NkdlDM8Mw/s72-c/32.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-6524468391528579016</id><published>2010-09-20T15:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T15:43:05.656-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu estava surpreso de ver um canguru num épico sobre a primeira guerra mundial.'/><title type='text'>E lá vem ela com o drama...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TJeoICHtcYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PzA_P_uwLsw/s1600/1.png.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TJeoICHtcYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PzA_P_uwLsw/s320/1.png.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Novamente sou tratada como lixo, mas dessa vez por alguem que já me trata assim há anos, alias acho que desde quando eu sei falar...&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente não tenho boa memoria ;D [Paul] ou tenho. Depende do ponto de vista.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Toda vez que alguem me trata assim eu tenho medo de ser exatamente como é com o meu pai. "&lt;br /&gt;Ah, desculpa... Eu estava &amp;nbsp;isso..." "Voce aquilo..."&lt;br /&gt;E toda vez eu me lembro de vezes que ele surtou assim. Sei lá, não sei descrever...&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que é uma merda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No final do ano passado eu ia fazer frances, terminar o ingles e fazer cursinho...&lt;br /&gt;Não fiz nada disso.&lt;br /&gt;O que será que eu vou estar planejando no final desse ano?.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-6524468391528579016?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/6524468391528579016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=6524468391528579016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6524468391528579016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6524468391528579016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/09/e-la-vem-ela-com-o-drama.html' title='E lá vem ela com o drama...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TJeoICHtcYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PzA_P_uwLsw/s72-c/1.png.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-4377658229518314709</id><published>2010-09-19T19:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:58:59.443-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'>Sorte de hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TJaVnrlrfzI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tFj_nmdyK5w/s1600/wentzeiji_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TJaVnrlrfzI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tFj_nmdyK5w/s320/wentzeiji_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;De acordo com a "sorte de hoje" do orkut de certos dias... Não exatamente de hoje... u.u'&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser feliz voce tem que ter uma memoria ruim... E mais alguma coisa. Que de acordo com o google é saude boa... Anyways... Tem isso aqui tambem... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohmydearjesus.tumblr.com/post/1151340148"&gt;Clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... As duas ultimas me incomodaram... Dar mais [ui! u.u' Fodels] e espere menos...&lt;br /&gt;Teeenso... Sei lá, não me agrada essa de esperar menos... É pior do que se conformar... É quase um... "Não espere nada acima da média de nada..." Teeenso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icon, Icon, Icon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-4377658229518314709?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/4377658229518314709/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=4377658229518314709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4377658229518314709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4377658229518314709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/09/sorte-de-hoje.html' title='Sorte de hoje'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TJaVnrlrfzI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tFj_nmdyK5w/s72-c/wentzeiji_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3314821352037321552</id><published>2010-09-18T22:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:47:07.925-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E...</title><content type='html'>Agora eu posso dizer que todos que eu amo já me trataram como lixo... ;D [Paul]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aí... Alguem sabe fazer "escultura" com balão?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-3314821352037321552?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/3314821352037321552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=3314821352037321552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3314821352037321552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3314821352037321552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/09/e.html' title='E...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8405748062129771431</id><published>2010-09-18T22:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:04:25.250-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frango e queijooo'/><title type='text'>Portuguesa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Oh honey please,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;don't shed no tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Pelo menos não até chegar em casa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Mas é que nem aquela vez que eu estava assistindo Catalendas e a estrelinha falou pra eu parar de chorar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Só que dessa vez não é uma estrelinha... E não tem alguem por perto... Mais ou menos...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Anyways... Limpa o rosto... E vamos pergar efihas... Ah, claro ;D[Paul]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8405748062129771431?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8405748062129771431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8405748062129771431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8405748062129771431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8405748062129771431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/09/portuguesa.html' title='Portuguesa!'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-1638669065186100760</id><published>2010-09-15T22:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T22:55:07.859-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repost'/><title type='text'>Quarta fico na cama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Mate o drama que há em você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Chega de bobagem, de cair no mesmo metro, de se auto-depreciar, de achar que é&amp;nbsp;pobre&amp;nbsp;demai$,&amp;nbsp;só&amp;nbsp;demais,&amp;nbsp;gordo&amp;nbsp;demais,&amp;nbsp;magro&amp;nbsp;demais,&amp;nbsp;burrodemais,&amp;nbsp;culpado&amp;nbsp;demais,&amp;nbsp;cansado&amp;nbsp;demais, tudo&amp;nbsp;demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Sem bofe, sem mina, sem nada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Pare de ser idiota.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Caia na real.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;A vida é isso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;E é agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;;] Roubei de uma comu, por aí... Oh, nem fiquei drunk. A prova foi. Recuperação 2° feira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;"Always take a big bite..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TJF4AR_d1YI/AAAAAAAAAis/D5xiVpXLCFg/s1600/tumblr_l8tgrwOmmh1qawoafo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TJF4AR_d1YI/AAAAAAAAAis/D5xiVpXLCFg/s320/tumblr_l8tgrwOmmh1qawoafo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6973107116678017019-1638669065186100760?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/1638669065186100760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=1638669065186100760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1638669065186100760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1638669065186100760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/09/quarta-fico-na-cama.html' title='Quarta fico na cama.'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TJF4AR_d1YI/AAAAAAAAAis/D5xiVpXLCFg/s72-c/tumblr_l8tgrwOmmh1qawoafo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3799522248899348081</id><published>2010-09-14T11:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T11:32:48.089-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capa de chave...</title><content type='html'>Sério, isso deve ser uma das coisas mais inuteis ever. Não é como se quem normalmente quebra chaves fosse usar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu comprei filme pra camera, meu pai levou o cartão ;D [Paul.] &lt;br /&gt;Indo pro hospital com minha mãe... Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou incapaz de falar o que sinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Aha! Olha o sujeito oculto aew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TI-HMywO6YI/AAAAAAAAAik/tvY9O5nStWk/s1600/IMG_1342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TI-HMywO6YI/AAAAAAAAAik/tvY9O5nStWk/s320/IMG_1342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-3799522248899348081?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/3799522248899348081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=3799522248899348081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3799522248899348081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3799522248899348081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/09/capa-de-chave.html' title='Capa de chave...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TI-HMywO6YI/AAAAAAAAAik/tvY9O5nStWk/s72-c/IMG_1342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-4757485952265455230</id><published>2010-09-13T23:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:12:06.738-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O que mudou?</title><content type='html'>Em 2008 eu tinha uma cama, tinha uma cama e um quarto... Tinha um pouco de espaço.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tinha distrações e ilusões.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tinha um pai tomando remédios.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tinha uma casa em que eu me sentia pelo menos um pouco confortavel em... Não é a casa, é a situação.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tinha alguem que eu afastei.&lt;br /&gt;Eu conversava com meu pai. Ele me ouvia.&lt;br /&gt;Minha mãe estava em Campinas, mais saudável, aparentemente. Ela não estava em cima a de mim o tempo todo fazendo pressão emocional.&lt;br /&gt;Que eu me lembre eu não estava gostando de ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca tinha namorado.&lt;br /&gt;Eu achava que havia mais na vida do que viver em função dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;Eu achava que ia passar em alguma faculdade que eu queira passar, eu achava que era capaz de algo.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu tivesse mais vontade do que hoje, talvez fosse exatamente a mesma merda, mas eu fico floreando as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existe sujeito oculto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-4757485952265455230?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/4757485952265455230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=4757485952265455230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4757485952265455230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4757485952265455230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-que-mudou.html' title='O que mudou?'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7654993081574307811</id><published>2010-07-19T20:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T20:06:55.887-03:00</updated><title type='text'>When am I going to see that pretty face again?</title><content type='html'>If you go, if you go,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me here on my own,&lt;br /&gt;Well I wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please, please,&lt;br /&gt;Come on and sing to me,&lt;br /&gt;To me, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei demonstrar...&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu te amo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7654993081574307811?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7654993081574307811/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7654993081574307811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7654993081574307811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7654993081574307811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-am-i-going-to-see-that-pretty-face.html' title='When am I going to see that pretty face again?'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7406916270038902806</id><published>2010-06-26T17:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T17:27:14.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>17:27</title><content type='html'>E revendo os ultimos posts eu vejo que eu falo palavrão pra porra. Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;Eu muito bem poderia postar no Tumblr né o.o Lá pelo menos eu correria o risco de 20 pessoas verem o post, mans... Eu me apegay ao Blog *---* Mans² 'bora pro weheartit... Um pouco de "inspiração" é sempre bão. Porra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TCZgkInWHdI/AAAAAAAAAiU/-v41qYbtJLM/s1600/018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TCZgkInWHdI/AAAAAAAAAiU/-v41qYbtJLM/s320/018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7406916270038902806?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7406916270038902806/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7406916270038902806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7406916270038902806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7406916270038902806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-revendo-os-ultimos-posts-eu-vejo-que.html' title='17:27'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TCZgkInWHdI/AAAAAAAAAiU/-v41qYbtJLM/s72-c/018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8253934209288101626</id><published>2010-06-26T17:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T17:05:59.073-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='só pra ter um titulo.'/><title type='text'>Stereo Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TCZcsimDOiI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Nw7uJKIKvfY/s1600/tumblr_l247lhzw5R1qbqfb5o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TCZcsimDOiI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Nw7uJKIKvfY/s400/tumblr_l247lhzw5R1qbqfb5o1_500_large.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Então... Como já não tá muito diferente em casa... Vamos variar o ambiente ;D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Masputamerda... Agora até vlog eu to vendo u.u*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8253934209288101626?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8253934209288101626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8253934209288101626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8253934209288101626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8253934209288101626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='Stereo Mood'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/TCZcsimDOiI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Nw7uJKIKvfY/s72-c/tumblr_l247lhzw5R1qbqfb5o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-18322489317103191</id><published>2010-06-15T14:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T14:02:42.434-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casa da mari. Aparentemente rica...'/><title type='text'>FuCking copa</title><content type='html'>Omg! To postando de um itouch ;) Chorei baldes *__*enfim! friends de fundo comida no forno e um mac no sofá o.o A vida devia ser sempre assim u.u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-18322489317103191?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/18322489317103191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=18322489317103191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/18322489317103191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/18322489317103191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/06/fucking-copa.html' title='FuCking copa'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8945788249828444883</id><published>2010-05-23T16:38:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:50:51.170-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phods me'/><title type='text'>Todo mundo toma no cu...</title><content type='html'>Fui dormir umas seis horas da manhã... Não lembro de ter ido deitar, só lembro de estar deitada... Não sei quanto tempo demorei pra dormir, só lembro que dormi. Em algum horario desse sono meu pai sentou do meu lado no sofá e disse alguma coisa... Tava dificil de entender só lembro que fiquei angustiada com o que ele disse... Acordei de verdade era meio dia já... Desesperada "sem saber se era um sonho" Well, não foi... A internet foi suspensa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhuh, falando assim parece que eu sou viciada nessa merda... Mas não é nela que eu to viciada... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrar em pleno domingo a tarde em uma lan house é bastante estranho. Primeiro momento, pergunto qual o valor da hora... 2,50 [¬¬' Era dois conto antes] Depois pergunto se tem webcam, não tem... Está quebrada. &lt;br /&gt;Enquanto caminho em direção a maquina 11 olho de soslaio para as telas alheias... Vários jogos que eu desconheço e algumas pessoas falando "é nóis..." É isso aew, acho que sou a unica pessoa que não esta jogando aqui... Será que tem paciencia?&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos o ambiente escuro é "confortavel"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pior que ir na lan house de domingo... É ir na lan house e ficar no Tumblr D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8945788249828444883?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8945788249828444883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8945788249828444883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8945788249828444883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8945788249828444883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/05/todo-mundo-toma-no-cu.html' title='Todo mundo toma no cu...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-4951742452802487766</id><published>2010-05-22T01:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T02:07:00.247-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go left.'/><title type='text'>When nothing goes right...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S_diklHRzuI/AAAAAAAAAh8/cnGnt4T2i2I/s1600/tumblr_l2rjg5h1fu1qbc9yc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S_diklHRzuI/AAAAAAAAAh8/cnGnt4T2i2I/s320/tumblr_l2rjg5h1fu1qbc9yc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S_dixjU4bFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/b5IkVKXsGVA/s1600/tumblr_l2rjgmHS281qbc9yc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S_dixjU4bFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/b5IkVKXsGVA/s320/tumblr_l2rjgmHS281qbc9yc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que sempre tem em uma escada? O proximo degrau... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://people-should-smile-more.tumblr.com/"&gt;People should smile more&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em portugues não é tão simples...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-4951742452802487766?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/4951742452802487766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=4951742452802487766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4951742452802487766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4951742452802487766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/05/httppeople-should-smile-more.html' title='When nothing goes right...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S_diklHRzuI/AAAAAAAAAh8/cnGnt4T2i2I/s72-c/tumblr_l2rjg5h1fu1qbc9yc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-407469045142979306</id><published>2010-05-17T02:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T02:18:26.982-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='/ironia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;"I'm so precious and so rare."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-407469045142979306?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/407469045142979306/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=407469045142979306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/407469045142979306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/407469045142979306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-so-precious-and-so-rare.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8320273874584986375</id><published>2010-05-15T19:48:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T19:51:00.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I remember what you said, second time around&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish that we were dead, second time around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8320273874584986375?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8320273874584986375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8320273874584986375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8320273874584986375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8320273874584986375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-remember-what-you-said-second-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8572246432605158483</id><published>2010-05-14T21:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:04:02.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S-3kYf1PcII/AAAAAAAAAh0/4fRGbGgyDbs/s1600/tumblr_l1lurw9cBa1qa2g3jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S-3kYf1PcII/AAAAAAAAAh0/4fRGbGgyDbs/s320/tumblr_l1lurw9cBa1qa2g3jo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só porque você não tem futuro&lt;br /&gt;Não é motivo prá ficar inseguro&lt;br /&gt;Já que a gente tá todo mundo nessa barca furada&lt;br /&gt;Melhor aproveitar prá dar uma nadada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só porque agora 'cê tá duro&lt;br /&gt;Não é motivo prá ficar inseguro&lt;br /&gt;Já que a gente tá todo mundo na beira do abismo&lt;br /&gt;Boa hora prá aprender paraquedismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você precisa ter coragem, coragem, coragem&lt;br /&gt;Coragem prá reagir&lt;br /&gt;Coragem prá crescer&lt;br /&gt;Coragem prá decidir&lt;br /&gt;Coragem prá viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta ir pro analista&lt;br /&gt;Nem adianta ir pro aeroporto&lt;br /&gt;Não tem como fugir, a vida é dura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansiedade, depressão, insegurança, isso tudo é frescura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega de culpar alguém por tudo&lt;br /&gt;Enfrente o mêdo e abaixe o seu escudo&lt;br /&gt;'Cê já chorou bastante, agora pára&lt;br /&gt;Vê se cria vergonha nessa cara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8572246432605158483?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8572246432605158483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8572246432605158483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8572246432605158483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8572246432605158483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-porque-voce-nao-tem-futuro-nao-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S-3kYf1PcII/AAAAAAAAAh0/4fRGbGgyDbs/s72-c/tumblr_l1lurw9cBa1qa2g3jo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-6914356558423067004</id><published>2010-05-06T21:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:38:22.321-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S-Ng4RowRYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pb3pLMBqnYw/s1600/tumblr_kzbviwlIJi1qa54pvo1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S-Ng4RowRYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pb3pLMBqnYw/s400/tumblr_kzbviwlIJi1qa54pvo1_400_large.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kings of convenience (8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso não é killing joke... o.o&amp;nbsp;Que isso? Bossa nova em ingles?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, mais ou menos...&lt;br /&gt;Aargh, que bosta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;How come no-one told me&lt;br /&gt;All throughout history&lt;br /&gt;The loneliest people&lt;br /&gt;Were the ones who always spoke the truth&lt;br /&gt;The ones who made a difference&lt;br /&gt;By withstanding the indifference&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's up to me now&lt;br /&gt;Should I take that risk or just smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-6914356558423067004?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/6914356558423067004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=6914356558423067004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6914356558423067004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6914356558423067004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/05/kings-of-convenience-8-isso-nao-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S-Ng4RowRYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pb3pLMBqnYw/s72-c/tumblr_kzbviwlIJi1qa54pvo1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3315508329893606611</id><published>2010-04-28T20:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:39:29.397-03:00</updated><title type='text'>What if you were right first time...</title><content type='html'>Menu &amp;gt; Aplicações &amp;gt; Bloco de Notas &amp;gt; Senha &amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more little day. Miss nokia n73 Hope you are okay! Data: 22 Nov 2009&lt;br /&gt;Nuss, bateu uma tristeza, como eu não sentia a tempos. "everybody wants to rule the world..." Data: 27 Nov 2009&lt;br /&gt;Jo vo fi Data 27 Nov 2009&lt;br /&gt;You like me 'cause you only have me in small doses. ;D Data: 03 Dez 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-3315508329893606611?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/3315508329893606611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=3315508329893606611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3315508329893606611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3315508329893606611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/menu-aplicacoes-bloco-de-notas-senha.html' title='What if you were right first time...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8145468785517857751</id><published>2010-04-25T04:53:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T05:45:38.883-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S9QBCEHoEWI/AAAAAAAAAhc/kfrhFqP1CNY/s1600/tumblr_l0ne5wKOGy1qa6fsyo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S9QBCEHoEWI/AAAAAAAAAhc/kfrhFqP1CNY/s400/tumblr_l0ne5wKOGy1qa6fsyo1_500.png" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Enquanto os planos que eu tinha&lt;br /&gt;Iam por água abaixo&lt;br /&gt;O vento arrancando o medo&lt;br /&gt;Do meu cabelo&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo o tempo perdido&lt;br /&gt;Correndo nas minhas veias&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu vou ter que mergulhar&lt;br /&gt;E aprender de novo a respirar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ninguém está contente&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém aqui é diferente&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém é culpado&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém aqui é inocente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O vento arrancando o medo&lt;br /&gt;Do meu cabelo&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo o tempo perdido&lt;br /&gt;Correndo nas minhas veias&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã tudo vai mudar&lt;br /&gt;E achar de novo um jeito de voltar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ninguém...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versão visual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8145468785517857751?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8145468785517857751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8145468785517857751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8145468785517857751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8145468785517857751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/enquanto-os-planos-que-eu-tinha-iam-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S9QBCEHoEWI/AAAAAAAAAhc/kfrhFqP1CNY/s72-c/tumblr_l0ne5wKOGy1qa6fsyo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5553801108502650743</id><published>2010-04-21T21:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:20:25.264-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I wanna gooo" - Joey...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5553801108502650743?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5553801108502650743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5553801108502650743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5553801108502650743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5553801108502650743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wanna-gooo-joey.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7917997124585115836</id><published>2010-04-21T00:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T01:00:27.812-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S853SzbiaaI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Pspks0Xm9Vw/s1600/tumblr_l17bcsdG5p1qzt8yio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S853SzbiaaI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Pspks0Xm9Vw/s200/tumblr_l17bcsdG5p1qzt8yio1_500.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Guilherme diz: "Não fica largada não hein..." Algo nessa linha.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta dos potinhos de filme de máquina, sabe? Eu guardava moedas lá...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S853gvy6QwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/cwYhkqmp_2c/s1600/4035191272_ea44aed3fe_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S853gvy6QwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/cwYhkqmp_2c/s200/4035191272_ea44aed3fe_o.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7917997124585115836?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7917997124585115836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7917997124585115836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7917997124585115836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7917997124585115836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/guilherme-diz-nao-fica-largada-nao-hein.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S853SzbiaaI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Pspks0Xm9Vw/s72-c/tumblr_l17bcsdG5p1qzt8yio1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-2276346664803179307</id><published>2010-04-20T00:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:55:34.866-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Era mais ou menos assim que eu imaginava...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S80knvO0_1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/5casjDIcJsw/s1600/purpura.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="337" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S80knvO0_1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/5casjDIcJsw/s400/purpura.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-2276346664803179307?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/2276346664803179307/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=2276346664803179307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2276346664803179307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2276346664803179307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S80knvO0_1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/5casjDIcJsw/s72-c/purpura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3658721999578817988</id><published>2010-04-19T05:26:00.020-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T06:34:11.592-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nenhuma'/><title type='text'>Ultra-Especial Nada Importante I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/7AmandaFarrellButton7/009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/7AmandaFarrellButton7/009.jpg" width="112" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/7AmandaFarrellButton7/013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/7AmandaFarrellButton7/013.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="57" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Odeio, odeio ficar sem dormir...&lt;br /&gt;Posts as 5am não costumam ser bom sinal, eles vem acompanhados de cara inchada e dor de cabeça. &lt;br /&gt;Mas dessa vez eu fiquei lendo Fruits Basket e ouvindo Kings of Convenience ao invés de ver um zilhão de filmes... So... Quotes de Furuba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br:80/Main#CommMsgs?cmm=42787246&amp;amp;tid=5248796227262808588&amp;amp;start=1"&gt;sou pessimista o bastante pra saber que vou me frustar&lt;/a&gt;" ²&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso não tem relação com Furuba... É que eu estou esperando a camera carregar u.u*&lt;br /&gt;Por que será que eu tenho blog?&lt;br /&gt;E Por que será que eu choro com taanta facilidade? Não é como se eu... Ahn... Sei lá. Acho que a bateria tá boa já...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/7AmandaFarrellButton7/017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/7AmandaFarrellButton7/017.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/7AmandaFarrellButton7/019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/7AmandaFarrellButton7/019.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu odeio tambem essa merda de alinhamento automatico do blogger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-3658721999578817988?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/3658721999578817988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=3658721999578817988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3658721999578817988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3658721999578817988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/odeio-odeio-ficar-sem-dormir.html' title='Ultra-Especial Nada Importante I'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-6290179469038340122</id><published>2010-04-19T03:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T03:41:02.925-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quando eu era criança&lt;br /&gt;Podia chorar nos seus braços&lt;br /&gt;E ouvir tanta coisa bonita&lt;br /&gt;Na minha aflição&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos alegres&lt;br /&gt;Sentado ao seu lado, eu sorria&lt;br /&gt;E, nas horas difíceis&lt;br /&gt;Podia apertar sua mão&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-6290179469038340122?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/6290179469038340122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=6290179469038340122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6290179469038340122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6290179469038340122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-eu-era-crianca-podia-chorar-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-4695059520090221023</id><published>2010-04-12T18:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:23:20.731-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent most of the day inside, lying on a blanket in the gorgeous weather. I dislike staying at home, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S8OOHzmYuTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/iDtmJAM6tu0/s1600/tumblr_l0rw0ccNeZ1qa10ato1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S8OOHzmYuTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/iDtmJAM6tu0/s320/tumblr_l0rw0ccNeZ1qa10ato1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm unloveable You don't have to tell me&lt;br /&gt;For, Message received&lt;br /&gt;Loud and clear Loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;Message received&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much in my life But take it - it's yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear Black on the outside Because Black is how I feel on the inside&lt;br /&gt;I wear Black on the outside Because Black is how I feel on the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I seem a little strange Well, that's because I am&lt;br /&gt;And If I seem a little strange Well That's because I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/i_used_to_be_a_coccinelle/4384166441/in/set-72157623560639721/"&gt;Foto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-4695059520090221023?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/4695059520090221023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=4695059520090221023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4695059520090221023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4695059520090221023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-spent-most-of-day-inside-lying-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S8OOHzmYuTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/iDtmJAM6tu0/s72-c/tumblr_l0rw0ccNeZ1qa10ato1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7979334102689405356</id><published>2010-04-11T01:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:22:45.471-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S8FOT5ADReI/AAAAAAAAAgk/wPa78DQtfCI/s1600/tumblr_l05sd8l1px1qzw0h4o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S8FOT5ADReI/AAAAAAAAAgk/wPa78DQtfCI/s320/tumblr_l05sd8l1px1qzw0h4o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://poeticheartache.tumblr.com/post/511620057"&gt;Creditos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/6973107116678017019-7979334102689405356?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7979334102689405356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7979334102689405356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7979334102689405356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7979334102689405356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S8FOT5ADReI/AAAAAAAAAgk/wPa78DQtfCI/s72-c/tumblr_l05sd8l1px1qzw0h4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5609756318185431005</id><published>2010-04-10T06:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T06:46:46.176-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Por favor que uma bala atravesse minha cabeça ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0hkezBvhK1qze4yoo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0hkezBvhK1qze4yoo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see it painted&lt;br /&gt;Painted black&lt;br /&gt;Black as night&lt;br /&gt;Black as coal&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the sun&lt;br /&gt;Blotted out from the sky&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see it painted, painted, painted&lt;br /&gt;Painted black&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5609756318185431005?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5609756318185431005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5609756318185431005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5609756318185431005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5609756318185431005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/sou-muito-sensivel-idiota-d-pra-esse.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8341851342967661436</id><published>2010-04-07T18:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:12:46.051-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virou nome de post.'/><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>No final das contas deu vontade de postar.&lt;br /&gt;Ton tá bravo comigo... D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ele tras você?&lt;br /&gt;O fashion tras...&lt;br /&gt;Ele e nada... u.u"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então hoje umas 16:35 eu lembrei que tinha que ir na lotérica... E até onde eu sei essas coisas fecham as 16h, mas oks, vamo aproveitar a saída... O dia tá lindo e eu não tenho o que fazer em casa mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;Aaaah a lotérica tava aberta e assim eu satisfiz as vontades de um bipolar que agora deixou de ser racional e quer fazer apostas, é assim que fala? Whatever, sei que me sinto uma velha fazendo essas merdas... Eu já estava no mercado mesmo aí aproveitei pra comprar uma caixa de leite que minha mãe pediu, putaquepariu, mercado cheio da porra mano! Acho que o povo vai lá pra passear, não é possivel u.u* Aí eu com foninho alto bagaraio, vou no único caixa que tá vazio... Claro que tem algo errado... "Moça você tá gravida?" "omg, desculpa..." Laralala e eu pensando por um acaso eu pareço grávida! ¬¬', fingindo que nada aconteceu eu olho pros outros caixas, deixo a caixa de leite lá e saio, como eu não tava com um pingo de vontade de voltar pra casa subi a rua... Aaah, dia bonito *---* Tava andando inconformada de alegria com o céu azul e aquela ventania... Hmm, achei uma padaria, saiu mais caro, mas não tinha fila... ;D Ando, ando, ando... Hmm, só vou voltar pra casa quando escurecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caralho acabei de lembrar que ainda to com uma mão esmaltada e a outra naao D= secsi ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8341851342967661436?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8341851342967661436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8341851342967661436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8341851342967661436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8341851342967661436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/04/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-578156497822126560</id><published>2010-03-31T05:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T05:56:02.408-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='é tudo quote porra e eu deveria parar de falar palavrão.'/><title type='text'>Porra, o Gerard tá gato no filme...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S7MH4e6ic9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/2mhhdK6xHPc/s1600/icon500days24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S7MH4e6ic9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/2mhhdK6xHPc/s320/icon500days24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meio que é um porre ver certos filmes sozinha, but I'll survive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No. I was planning on staying in bed and dying today."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Chorei o filme todo, nao saberia dizer se foi pelo filme ou porque sou emo [¬¬']&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, (500) days of Summer... Eu gostei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Summer: "You weren't wrong, Tom. You were just wrong about me."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now, if you let, I'll jump up my on ass and die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-578156497822126560?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/578156497822126560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=578156497822126560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/578156497822126560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/578156497822126560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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away&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said the hippie...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7424304921042845303?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7424304921042845303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7424304921042845303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7424304921042845303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7424304921042845303'/><link rel='alternate' 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1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S6o-9FCdnII/AAAAAAAAAf0/YdCZRa5Feig/s200/Frozen_B_W_by_Sugarock99.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Em um apartamento &lt;br /&gt;Com estranhos labirintos&lt;br /&gt;E confusões&lt;br /&gt;Contusões machucam cada músculo&lt;br /&gt;De cada coração&lt;br /&gt;Cada gesto disfarça uma emboscada&lt;br /&gt;Paira no ar a triste piada&lt;br /&gt;Mas se alguém riu, também não viu&lt;br /&gt;Que toda comédia tem no fundo uma tragédia&lt;br /&gt;Em cada canto de cada boca&lt;br /&gt;Escorre um pouco de veneno&lt;br /&gt;As expressões nada tem de sereno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pais e filhos encurralados&lt;br /&gt;Sufocados em laços de família&lt;br /&gt;Quase toda família&lt;br /&gt;É uma orquestra desafinada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num álbum velho&lt;br /&gt;Estão eternizadas&lt;br /&gt;Numa fotografia desfocada&lt;br /&gt;As convergências, as divergências&lt;br /&gt;A emergência de cada um&lt;br /&gt;Em procurar uma saída&lt;br /&gt;Que não leve de volta&lt;br /&gt;Ao ponto de partida&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer deslize pode ser crucial&lt;br /&gt;E transformar cada membro&lt;br /&gt;Em um feroz animal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-6909654927979051714?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/6909654927979051714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=6909654927979051714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6909654927979051714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='But we&apos;ll go to school tomorrow...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>REBLOG IF YOU THINK WE SHOULD ALL SKIP SCHOOL TOMORROW AND BECOME BEST FRIENDS AND TRAVEL THE WORLD TOGETHER AND TAKE PICTURES OF EVERYTHING AND TELL ONE ANOTHER OUR DEEPEST DARKEST SECRETS ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT WE'RE ALL DREAMING AND THAT LIFE ISN'T EVER GOING TO BE THE WAY WE WANT IT TO BE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8290474526957798865?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8290474526957798865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8290474526957798865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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term='Faça o que eu te digo que te faço milionário'/><title type='text'>Porra, Atrasada...</title><content type='html'>Vamo ouvir Plebe Rude e Smiths ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive com seus excessos mas nao tem mais dinheiro&lt;br /&gt;Pra comprar outra fuga sair de casa entao&lt;br /&gt;Entao é outra festa é outra sexta-feira&lt;br /&gt;Que se dane o futuro voce tem a vida inteira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos escondemos mais mais é só questao de idade&lt;br /&gt;Passando dessa fase tanto fez e tanto faz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda prefiro a verdade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-6577538130537839251?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/6577538130537839251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=6577538130537839251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6577538130537839251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6577538130537839251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/03/porra-atrasa.html' title='Porra, Atrasada...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7322453104604923926</id><published>2010-03-19T01:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T01:48:40.632-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oasis'/><title type='text'>Faz tempo...</title><content type='html'>Maybe I will never be&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I want to be&lt;br /&gt;But now is not the time to cry&lt;br /&gt;Now's the time to find out why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7322453104604923926?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7322453104604923926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7322453104604923926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7322453104604923926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7322453104604923926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/03/faz-tempo.html' title='Faz tempo...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-2431345822760554959</id><published>2010-03-17T23:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:46:11.937-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lefuckinggião'/><title type='text'>Frio...</title><content type='html'>"Nevermind that she saw herself as always alone, despite the many people in her life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso ficou preso na minha cabeça.. &lt;br /&gt;Será assim? Sera que não percebo os que estão perto de mim? Sera que os desprezo e sou solitária por opção? Sera que não somos todos assim? Sera que toda essa solidão não é nossa criação? Não sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era bom ter certeza do que eu queria, ou pelo menos querer algo o suficiente para retirar outros pensamentos da cabeça... Eu quero mesmo a UNESP? &lt;br /&gt;Hmm, em anos tinha um post bom na idéia, mas agora que estou aqui, outra coisa veio me distrair...  &lt;br /&gt;Agora o não é pra mim tambem... Ah tá tocando Vento no Litoral, dificil pensamentos positiv0s... Coontinuando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não quiser UNESP estaria explicada a minha falta de vontade de ir para o cursinho. Porra, minha vida inteira eu estudei durante a manhã, não é impossivel acordar, é dificil, muuuito dificil, mas não impossivel... E ultimamente esta sendo impossivel... E mesmo assim, se eu acordar e assistir a aula, ainda não se aprende só ouvindo [eu não] e é assim que eu estou tentando "aprender" porque esforço da minha parte não estou vendo nenhum... E tem os concursos publicos, mas pra estes tambem é necessário estudo... E again, nothing... Humpf... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele menina de 2007 não esta mais aqui, ou pelo menos, eu não consigo encontra-la, não consigo acreditar no que ela disse. Não é exatamente o que ela acredita que me incomoda... O que me incomoda é: Porque eu preciso de um outro alguem pra ser feliz? Por que eu tenho que depender de uma conversa, de uma mensagem pra sorrir durante o dia? E se não tenho isso é tão dificil ficar bem? Vai ver eu é que não sei amar... Nem a mim e é por isso que tenho a sensação de estar sempre incomodando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas... Sinceramente? Eu sempre incomodo. De um jeito ou de outro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-2431345822760554959?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/2431345822760554959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=2431345822760554959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2431345822760554959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2431345822760554959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/03/frio.html' title='Frio...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-1315136430093718042</id><published>2010-03-14T15:41:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T15:54:47.742-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a-ha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Into the wild'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='before sunset'/><title type='text'>Oh but never mind...</title><content type='html'>And now I guess it's hard to see&lt;br /&gt;What has gotten into me&lt;br /&gt;Oh but never mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely hanging on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me truth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: I’m designed to feel slightly dissatisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: What do you think were the chances of us ever meeting again?&lt;br /&gt;Celine: After that December, I’d say almost zero. But we’re not real anyway, right? We’re just, uh, characters in that old lady’s dream. She’s on her deathbed, fantasizing about her youth. So of course we had to meet again.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: Oh, God, why didn’t we exchange phone numbers and stuff? Why didn’t we do that?&lt;br /&gt;Celine: Because we were young and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: Do you think we still are?&lt;br /&gt;Celine: I guess when you’re young, you just believe there’ll be many people with whom you’ll connect with. Later in life, you realize it only happens a few times.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: And you can screw it up, you know, misconnect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine: The concept is absurd. The idea that we can only be complete with another person is evil! Right?&lt;br /&gt;Celine: You can never replace anyone because everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details.&lt;br /&gt;Celine: There are so many things I want to do, but I end up doing not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: In the months leading up to my wedding, I was thinking about you all the time. I mean, even on my way there; I’m in the car, a buddy of mine is driving me downtown and I’m staring out the window, and I think I see you, not far from the church, right? Folding up an umbrella and walking into a deli on the corner of 13th and Broadway. And I thought I was going crazy, but now I think it probably was you.&lt;br /&gt;Celine: I lived on 11th and Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine: Baby, you are gonna miss that plane.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse: I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-1315136430093718042?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/1315136430093718042/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=1315136430093718042&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1315136430093718042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1315136430093718042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-now-i-guess-its-hard-to-see-what.html' title='Oh but never mind...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-9201444356662629512</id><published>2010-03-12T17:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:23:27.648-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cantar legião...'/><title type='text'>'bora pra Yukon...</title><content type='html'>Ouvindo Legião e com meu Lucky, escondida claro...&lt;br /&gt;"Porra! É por isso que não quero ter filhos... Não quero niiinguém me culpando por tudo..." u.u*&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... A noite acabou, talvez tenhamos que fugir sem você, mas não, não vá agora, quero honras e promessas, lembranças e histórias...&lt;br /&gt;E ouve há tempos, porra!&lt;br /&gt;Agora tocaaando Faroeste cabloco... Hm, próxima... &amp;nbsp;Será... 'Cabou o acustico, povão gritando...&lt;br /&gt;"Não é me dominando assim que você vai me entender, eu posso estar sozinhooo, mas eu sei muito bem aonde estou... Seráá? Que é tudo isso em vão?! Será que vamos conseguir veeencer? OoooOoOo...&lt;br /&gt;Quem é que vai nos proteger ? Será que vamos ter que responder pelos erros a mais... Eu e você?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, arrancou um aumenta aí da minha mãe... Raaro...&lt;br /&gt;Sexo verbal não faz meu estilo! Palavras são erros e os erros são seus, nao quero lembrar que eu erro tambem. Um dia pretendo tentar descobrir porque é mais forte quem sabe mentir não quero lembraar que eu minto tambeem! Eeeeeeu seeeeii... (8) Fecha a porta do seu quarto porque se toca o telefone pode ser alguem com quem você quer falar por horas e horas e aaaaaaaaah... A noite acabou² ..........&lt;br /&gt;E agora uma música do disco novo!&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que sei é que você quis partir eu quis partir você.......&lt;br /&gt;Vocês! Com você por perto eu gostava mais de mim, com você por perto eu gostava mais de mim.......&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaah! *---------*&lt;br /&gt;Tu num... tu nunum... [uahsushuahsuhasuh] Mãozinhas pra cimaaa!&lt;br /&gt;Uma menina me ensinou quase tudo que eu sei, era quase escravidão, mas ela me tratava comu um rei ela fazia muitos planos eu só queria estar ali, sempre ao lado dela, eu não tinha aonde ir.... E por isso se agarrava a mim tambem...&lt;br /&gt;Olha a chuvaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não dá.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S5qiraHkj2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/jDSXigNOhtA/s1600-h/ch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S5qiraHkj2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/jDSXigNOhtA/s200/ch.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-9201444356662629512?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/9201444356662629512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=9201444356662629512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/9201444356662629512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/9201444356662629512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/03/ta-virando-twitter-isso-aqui.html' title='&apos;bora pra Yukon...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S5qiraHkj2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/jDSXigNOhtA/s72-c/ch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-4211954223879537045</id><published>2010-03-09T22:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:53:06.176-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meaningless'/><title type='text'>Ao som de Eyegor e TS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S5biSdlK73I/AAAAAAAAAfY/aubCvOoyB7s/s1600-h/muitoblur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S5biSdlK73I/AAAAAAAAAfY/aubCvOoyB7s/s400/muitoblur.jpg" vt="true" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sick, sick, sick... &lt;br /&gt;Eu sinceramente preferia que fosse uma dor sem motivo, porque aí não se tornaria ódio...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez foi isso que o Renato quis dizer com "Se fosse só sentir saudade..." Ou não... &lt;br /&gt;Mas se fosse só saudade não daria essa sensação de que tudo já foi melhor, tudo podia ter sido melhor, qualquer situação exceto essa.&lt;br /&gt;Do we need a meaning for life? Do you have to wake up everyday knowing why are you here&amp;nbsp;?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't see it and I don't know it, so&amp;nbsp;why am I still here? Do I&amp;nbsp;have to? Does it have a point? A meaning, anything...&amp;nbsp;Or I'm just wasting my time? Well, I wouldn't call it waste, not even that, it's just not existing... It's being here, it's being, and honestly being should be&amp;nbsp;more than this...&lt;br /&gt;Confusing, well that's how I feel right now, or not, but I'm not trying to make sense, I don't want to...&lt;br /&gt;A parte que "quota" o Renato eu não consegui explicar, não é isso que eu quero dizer, mas... Achar que tudo foi melhor é só uma ilusão, assim como achar que fugir vai ajudar em algo... Saudades... &amp;lt; Aqui sou eu tentando fazer sentido, perceba que o objetivo não foi alcançado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Acho que quinta eu vou pro cursinho... Tomara, tem história...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-4211954223879537045?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/4211954223879537045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=4211954223879537045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4211954223879537045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4211954223879537045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/03/ao-som-de-eyegor-e-ts.html' title='Ao som de Eyegor e TS...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S5biSdlK73I/AAAAAAAAAfY/aubCvOoyB7s/s72-c/muitoblur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7630749742014260692</id><published>2010-03-05T19:56:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:01:37.883-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rosa desbotado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mari'/><title type='text'>Gay always.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marie_ish/4404571711/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4404571711_ab812a687b_m.jpg" style="border-bottom: #000000 2px solid; border-left: #000000 2px solid; border-right: #000000 2px solid; border-top: #000000 2px solid;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marie_ish/4404571711/"&gt;Gay always.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upload feito originalmente por &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marie_ish/"&gt;Lemme think of all and all.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;RIALTO²&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7630749742014260692?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7630749742014260692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7630749742014260692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7630749742014260692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7630749742014260692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/03/gay-always.html' title='Gay always.'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4404571711_ab812a687b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7220111152532345049</id><published>2010-03-05T19:52:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:57:11.729-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roxoxo'/><title type='text'>Lucky, lucky, lucky, LA, vodka.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marie_ish/4405320318/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4405320318_475e36a878_m.jpg" style="border-bottom: #000000 2px solid; border-left: #000000 2px solid; border-right: #000000 2px solid; border-top: #000000 2px solid;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marie_ish/4405320318/"&gt;Luck, luck, luck, LA, vodka.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upload feito originalmente por &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marie_ish/"&gt;Lemme think of all and all.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIALTO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7220111152532345049?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7220111152532345049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7220111152532345049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7220111152532345049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7220111152532345049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/03/luck-luck-luck-la-vodka.html' title='Lucky, lucky, lucky, LA, vodka.'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4405320318_475e36a878_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-6128536454313140948</id><published>2010-03-02T21:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:38:03.893-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tem MAC'/><title type='text'>Naquele shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S42u7-HF1uI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7vk7qqaCZ6s/s1600-h/2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S42u7-HF1uI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7vk7qqaCZ6s/s320/2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway. Tem um tempão que eu venho aqui posto foto, posto quote, trecho de música ou algo que eu&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;escrevi&amp;nbsp;há 3 anos. Nada de mim, nada de agora! O que eu quero dizer é que é tudo fragmentado! Não tem um texto aqui que eu parei sentei e escrevi, assim do além, só por escrever, só pra me expressar, não eu sempre quero dizer algo..., algo subliminar. Porra! Pra que isso? Porque não ser objetiva de uma vez?! Tá imagens são legais, músicas são lindas, mas nada expressa o que eu sinto melhor do que eu! Ou pelo menos assim deveria ser, mas na maior parte do tempo me parece mais fácil roubar as palavras de alguém, eu nunca fui muito boa com palavras, nem com fala, to be honest, alias qualquer coisa que envolva falar o que eu sinto ou penso me incomoda um pouco, com tudo isso [nada]&amp;nbsp;o que quero dizer é que eu quero escreve algo aqui, mas não tenho idéias... Quero escrever algo em qualquer lugar, actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuando [sim, eu parei...] Acho que... Sei lá, eu não vou conseguir escrever e tambem não vou ficar aqui enchendo linguiça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-6128536454313140948?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/6128536454313140948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=6128536454313140948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6128536454313140948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6128536454313140948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/03/naquele-shopping.html' title='Naquele shopping'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S42u7-HF1uI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7vk7qqaCZ6s/s72-c/2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8160296611443369289</id><published>2010-02-28T23:20:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T15:51:31.155-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you might'/><title type='text'>But you're wrong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4sieAV5FEI/AAAAAAAAAe4/8NWWAHTxumo/s1600-h/sid.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4sieAV5FEI/AAAAAAAAAe4/8NWWAHTxumo/s320/sid.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;So you don't know where you're going&lt;br /&gt;And you wanna talk&lt;br /&gt;And you feel like you're going&lt;br /&gt;Where you've been before&lt;br /&gt;You'll tell anyone who'll listen&lt;br /&gt;But you feel ignored&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's really making any sense at all,&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí depois tu ouve Lost*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8160296611443369289?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8160296611443369289/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8160296611443369289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8160296611443369289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8160296611443369289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/but-youre-wrong.html' title='But you&apos;re wrong...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4sieAV5FEI/AAAAAAAAAe4/8NWWAHTxumo/s72-c/sid.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-4721312309806475024</id><published>2010-02-28T15:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:19:24.635-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Você nunca nem entrou u.u'/><title type='text'>É o nome dele!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4qzWvvY20I/AAAAAAAAAew/OjoF_fqB18c/s1600-h/tudobem.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4qzWvvY20I/AAAAAAAAAew/OjoF_fqB18c/s320/tudobem.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/6973107116678017019-4721312309806475024?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/4721312309806475024/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=4721312309806475024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4721312309806475024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4721312309806475024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-o-nome-dele.html' title='É o nome dele!'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4qzWvvY20I/AAAAAAAAAew/OjoF_fqB18c/s72-c/tudobem.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8314705484158475933</id><published>2010-02-24T03:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T03:20:00.574-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who cares?'/><title type='text'>'Cause I don't</title><content type='html'>Angustia, é isso.&lt;br /&gt;Quando respirar é pesado e dolorido, uma sensação estranha no estomago, essas borboletas são diferentes, e uma sensação de arrepio.&lt;br /&gt;Só respirando. Imagina se parar pra pensar no que causa isso.&lt;br /&gt;O melhor é essa vontade insana de chorar. Chegar a ser bom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4TCVbHQ3SI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lNZSwlepyS4/s1600-h/tumblr_ky9shhS9vX1qzzo9xo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4TCVbHQ3SI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lNZSwlepyS4/s320/tumblr_ky9shhS9vX1qzzo9xo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Besteira!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;[Inverta a ordem. ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8314705484158475933?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8314705484158475933/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8314705484158475933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8314705484158475933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8314705484158475933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/angustia-e-isso.html' title='&apos;Cause I don&apos;t'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4TCVbHQ3SI/AAAAAAAAAeo/lNZSwlepyS4/s72-c/tumblr_ky9shhS9vX1qzzo9xo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5684585335360227095</id><published>2010-02-22T09:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:36:47.968-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='... No momento me parecem um post...'/><title type='text'>Quase todas as músicas do Coldplay...</title><content type='html'>So you lost your trust&lt;br /&gt;And you never should have&lt;br /&gt;No,you never should have&lt;br /&gt;But don't break your back&lt;br /&gt;If you ever say this&lt;br /&gt;But don't answer that&lt;br /&gt;In a bullet proof vest &lt;br /&gt;With the windows all closed&lt;br /&gt;I'll be doing my best&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you soon&lt;br /&gt;In a telescope lens&lt;br /&gt;And when all you want is friends&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they came for you&lt;br /&gt;They came snapping at your heels&lt;br /&gt;They come snapping at your heels&lt;br /&gt;But don't break your back&lt;br /&gt;If you ever say this&lt;br /&gt;But don't answer that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a bullet proof vest &lt;br /&gt;With the windows all closed&lt;br /&gt;I'll be doing my best&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a telescope lens&lt;br /&gt;And when all you want is friends&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you soon&lt;br /&gt;And oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, you lost your trust&lt;br /&gt;And oh, you lost your trust&lt;br /&gt;No, don't lose your trust&lt;br /&gt;No, you lost your trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E qualquer imagem do weheartit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5684585335360227095?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5684585335360227095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5684585335360227095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5684585335360227095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5684585335360227095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/quase-todas-as-musicas-do-coldplay.html' title='Quase todas as músicas do Coldplay...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-323389535698511835</id><published>2010-02-21T18:31:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:23:18.051-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Páginas de 2007'/><title type='text'>Agora eu posto...</title><content type='html'>Eu só gostaria de ter alguém com a minha expressão Se você fosse olhar Gostaria que visse em todas eu&lt;br /&gt;Como vejo em todos você Não importa quem eu olhe Abaixo a (&lt;strike&gt;col&lt;/strike&gt;) cabeça porque me lembram você&lt;br /&gt;Desvio o olhar para que não percebam Olho para o chão porque tenho medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Léon Chenel calou-se. As senhoras choravam. Na boleia o Conde D' Notre Dame assoava-se a todo momento. Apenas o cocheiro cochilava. E os cavalos que não sentiam mais o chicote, haviam diminuido a marcha, caminhando devagar. E o veiculo avançava penosamente, de repente pesado, como se estivesse carregado de tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Bueno de Oliveira nª? 1ª? Quinze anos normalmente vividos sem deixar sua marca no mundo ou em alguém. No futuro, como agora quer ser feliz e ter uma vida sossegada, não muito diferente do resto do mundo. Pretende alcançar seu sonho se formando em Web Design ou algo relacionado a imagens. Adora um omelete e se acha gorda, menos dez quilos e provavelmente não estaria satisfeita, mas pouco faz para alcançar essa meta. Assiste muita TV e fica sentada no sofá a maior parte do tempo, fã de "Supernatural" e "Justice" em especial. Volta a ser criança quando assiste "Os Padrinhos Mágicos", pouco se lembra de sua infância, algumas amizades e brinquedos perdidos, a separação dos pais, a mudança de casa, foi tudo bem difícil em sua opinião e ainda acha que é em certos pontos.&lt;br /&gt;Se acha um estorvo na vida de seus pais. E as vezes se decepciona com suas amizades. Mas uma coisa em que nunca teve sorte e tem certeza é o Amor... O típico jovem e longo amor não correspondido os sentimentos não divididos, mesmo com essa má sorte em seu dito amor acredita que todos tem alguém, em algum lugar, pode parecer piegas, mas ela acha que só existimos para sermos necessários para alguém então mesmo se você tiver noventa anos acredite no que ela diz alguém precisa de você.&lt;br /&gt;[edit] Não tenho certeza se é continuação...[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;Acha que quer mas não tem talento. E eis um de seus maiores defeitos "Achar" sempre acha nunca está certa, já perdeu um emprego por achar. E seu pai está cansado de ouvir "Esqueci" outra palavra muito comum em seu vocabulário.&lt;br /&gt;Tem uma relação complicada com a mãe vivem (t) discutindo, mas logo depois estão normal, ela diz que as vezes é até engraçado, mas também cansa.&lt;br /&gt;Se descreve como eclética em seus gosto musical, fã de cinema mas não cinéfila e pensa... Mas não demais. [edit] Mas não existe [/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4GyFfLh-7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/baLld2wSVpo/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4GyFfLh-7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/baLld2wSVpo/s320/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achado ao som de Be Safe - The Cribs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-323389535698511835?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/323389535698511835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=323389535698511835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/323389535698511835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/323389535698511835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/agora-eu-posto.html' title='Agora eu posto...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S4GyFfLh-7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/baLld2wSVpo/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5731724660814001497</id><published>2010-02-16T06:49:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T06:50:23.416-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hora de dormir'/><title type='text'>Litros de dor de cabeça...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S3pcKgN3zpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/6TdT3CN8GZI/s1600-h/b192808987.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S3pcKgN3zpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/6TdT3CN8GZI/s320/b192808987.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5731724660814001497?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5731724660814001497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5731724660814001497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5731724660814001497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5731724660814001497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/litros-de-dor-de-cabeca.html' title='Litros de dor de cabeça...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S3pcKgN3zpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/6TdT3CN8GZI/s72-c/b192808987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3667646468532462852</id><published>2010-02-13T17:18:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:27:52.732-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvando icons no lj'/><title type='text'>.Mariana. disse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Não tenta viver as frases das outras pessoas... &lt;br /&gt;Já tem coisa triste demais, não acredite em palavras escritas em momentos que não houve razão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não ligue pra brigar, quem sofre é você. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem tudo pra ser feliz sua preguiçosa :) &lt;br /&gt;Porque volta a buscar coisas que estão saindo da sua vida que te faziam mal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;domingo, 24 de agosto de 2008 04h03min&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te juro que eu não busco elas, elas me encontram u.u huahsuhauh&lt;br /&gt;Um dia me livro de todo esse drama ;D &lt;i&gt;Mas leve seu comentário em consideração Mari!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tava lendo posts antigos aqui e vendo os comentários... Alguns da Mari tentando me animar e alguns do Jonatas me lembrando que ele le o blog... 'Doro =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-3667646468532462852?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/3667646468532462852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=3667646468532462852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3667646468532462852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3667646468532462852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_13.html' title='.Mariana. disse...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5799297631103875874</id><published>2010-02-12T22:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:07:36.377-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lendo Rimbaud na África...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S3Xq8I31ecI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/kCliAH40YRk/s1600-h/1103390502_54d3ec03ae+(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="132" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S3Xq8I31ecI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/kCliAH40YRk/s200/1103390502_54d3ec03ae+(2).jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation's when you had a smile inside&lt;br /&gt;You would cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5799297631103875874?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5799297631103875874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5799297631103875874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5799297631103875874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5799297631103875874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/lendo-rimbaud-na-africa.html' title='Lendo Rimbaud na África...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S3Xq8I31ecI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/kCliAH40YRk/s72-c/1103390502_54d3ec03ae+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3268663203482125061</id><published>2010-02-10T21:06:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:13:20.492-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quero ouvir Germs'/><title type='text'>Escrever...</title><content type='html'>Eu não tenho poder sobre ninguem, tambem nem quero ter... E se tenho não quero exerce-lo. Não posso dizer: "Não você tem que continuar, você não pode desistir". Quero dizer... Eu posso dizer essas coisas, mas não posso obrigar alguem a continuar lutando. Não é justo para a pessoa continuar só porque eu tenho medo. Mas tambem não é justo pra mim que me peçam permissão para ir embora. Quem sou eu, pra dizer se tu pode ir, como é que você vai liberar alguem que tu ama pra ir embora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existem vários tipos de doenças... Umas são visíveis, outras não.. Quem tem&amp;nbsp;as invisíveis diz que preferia ter as visíveis porque assim seria tratado como doente que é. Tu não pode prender um doente, certo? &lt;br /&gt;... Quando você tem um braço quebrado as pessoas te ajudam a fazer as coisas, elas entendem que você não está bem, não te culpam. Mas quando é algo aqui dentro que está quebrado [ aponta para o coração, cerebro, depende da pessoa, do momento.] aí ninguém entende. Ninguém perdoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-3268663203482125061?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/3268663203482125061/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=3268663203482125061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3268663203482125061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3268663203482125061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/escrever.html' title='Escrever...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7586391897007614740</id><published>2010-02-08T00:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:06:33.429-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clube da Luta'/><title type='text'>Virou flickr isso aqui...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S29wFvyXFVI/AAAAAAAAAd0/xV2PJeBRLwY/s1600-h/ty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S29wFvyXFVI/AAAAAAAAAd0/xV2PJeBRLwY/s320/ty.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Comes the morning&lt;br /&gt;When I can feel&lt;br /&gt;That there's nothing left to be concealed&lt;br /&gt;Moving on a scene surreal&lt;br /&gt;No, my heart will never, will never be far from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure as I am breathing&lt;br /&gt;Sure as I'm sad&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep this wisdom in my flesh&lt;br /&gt;I leave here believing more than I had&lt;br /&gt;And there's a reason I'll be, a reason I'll be back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk the hemisphere&lt;br /&gt;I got my wish to up and disappear&lt;br /&gt;I've been wounded, I've been healed&lt;br /&gt;Now for landing I've been, for landing I've been cleared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure as I am breathing&lt;br /&gt;Sure as I'm sad&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep this wisdom in my flesh&lt;br /&gt;I leave here believing more than I had&lt;br /&gt;This love has got no ceiling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7586391897007614740?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7586391897007614740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7586391897007614740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7586391897007614740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7586391897007614740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/virou-flickr-isso-aqui.html' title='Virou flickr isso aqui...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S29wFvyXFVI/AAAAAAAAAd0/xV2PJeBRLwY/s72-c/ty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-317832327888778253</id><published>2010-02-06T12:22:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T13:02:31.291-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie Vedder - Long Nights'/><title type='text'>E essas caixas? Vão ficar aí no meio da sala...</title><content type='html'>Oh well, no minimo ele era bem planejado... Mas agora não me parece postavel... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu deita no sofá, com seu livrin pronta pra ler...&lt;br /&gt;Tua mãe chega e fica querendo bater papo, reclamar de algo, claro. As vezes ela parece tão solitária...&lt;br /&gt;Depois de expulsa-la, com a real desculpa de que tu tá cansada, tu vira pra ler teus "Contos Russos" e cai no sono antes de ler duas páginas...&lt;br /&gt;Trinta&amp;nbsp;minutos depois alguem apaga a luz... O que te faz acordar, reclamando porque você estava usando aquela luz para ler, é aparentemente eu achava que estava lendo. Apesar de acordar bruscamente e com a sensação de ser um funcionario publico russo [ o que é no minimo uma novidade...] tu percebe que seu pai quer conversar quando ele fica te encarando pra ver se tu esta dormindo mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;- Tudo bem?&amp;nbsp;- Eu pergunto&amp;nbsp;... Ele inicia a conversa com um episódio de House que acabará de assistir...&lt;br /&gt;Entre várias frases e suposições no minimo depressivas, uma música acompanha meus pensamentos... Over and over again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Você fez valer a pena Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;- É, eu nunca vou conseguir gostar desse filme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, acho que realmente fui dormir umas três e pouco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;I am falling &lt;strike&gt;safely&lt;/strike&gt; to the ground&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S22DMX_6HGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BNI3sLiXaZw/s1600-h/banner1zn6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S22DMX_6HGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BNI3sLiXaZw/s320/banner1zn6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/hard_sun/"&gt;Créditos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-317832327888778253?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/317832327888778253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=317832327888778253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/317832327888778253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/317832327888778253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-essas-caixas-vao-ficar-ai-no-meio-da.html' title='E essas caixas? Vão ficar aí no meio da sala...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S22DMX_6HGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BNI3sLiXaZw/s72-c/banner1zn6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-1742010994893672936</id><published>2010-02-02T03:44:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:46:47.453-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Unloveable</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l_-LMRzMkl4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l_-LMRzMkl4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C6P5NNK3vGU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C6P5NNK3vGU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não achei ela em estudio, mas o efeito é o mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-1742010994893672936?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/1742010994893672936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=1742010994893672936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1742010994893672936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/1742010994893672936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/02/nao-achei-ela-em-estudio-mas-o-efeito-e.html' title='Unloveable'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5990934869454978818</id><published>2010-01-25T20:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:57:40.396-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icon pouco random ;D'/><title type='text'>Unloveable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S14hpSk15VI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ioLPne5S4zE/s1600-h/d3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S14hpSk15VI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ioLPne5S4zE/s320/d3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour &lt;br /&gt;But heaven knows I'm miserable now&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for a job, and then I found a job&lt;br /&gt;And heaven knows I'm miserable now&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;Why do I give valuable time&lt;br /&gt;To people who don't care if I live or die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the son&lt;br /&gt;And the heir&lt;br /&gt;Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar&lt;br /&gt;I am the son and heir&lt;br /&gt;Of nothing in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to laugh&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to hate&lt;br /&gt;It takes strength to be gentle and kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele aprendeu a beber, deixou o cabelo crescer&lt;br /&gt;E decidiu trabalhar aaaaaaah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5990934869454978818?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5990934869454978818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5990934869454978818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5990934869454978818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5990934869454978818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/01/unloveable.html' title='Unloveable'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S14hpSk15VI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ioLPne5S4zE/s72-c/d3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-6021463685797250487</id><published>2010-01-22T17:37:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:42:10.466-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1n-8VQRq-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/zyQZffAmvx0/s1600-h/uau.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="112" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1n-8VQRq-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/zyQZffAmvx0/s400/uau.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=3874216"&gt;Não sei demonstrar interesse &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=7549869"&gt;Sou previsível &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=49313152"&gt;Tédio o urso... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=55145782"&gt;Julgo pessoas por comunidades. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=26521"&gt;Sem ritmo para amigos agitados &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1264188771652"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1264188771653"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=42713798"&gt;Ocupo o tempo com coisas deprê&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=256577"&gt;... menos eu.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=16348475"&gt;Pessimismo Romântico&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=392164"&gt;Ar de violinista decadente&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=19663839"&gt;Me abraça ?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=34509861"&gt;Todo dia meu espelho diz:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=787825"&gt;Não confio no meu taco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=11722825"&gt;Chorar resolve&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=1401389"&gt;Não tenho nada a acrescentar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Tédio que insistiu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-6021463685797250487?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/6021463685797250487/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=6021463685797250487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6021463685797250487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6021463685797250487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/01/nao-sei-demonstrar-interesse-sou.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1n-8VQRq-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/zyQZffAmvx0/s72-c/uau.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5883097080080685338</id><published>2010-01-20T11:07:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:17:36.323-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1cKprocCyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/1FdqUKJoFLk/s1600-h/0008fr2r.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1cKprocCyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/1FdqUKJoFLk/s320/0008fr2r.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1cL4JRyKTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-iv3tQJLa_M/s1600-h/0328-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1cL4JRyKTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-iv3tQJLa_M/s320/0328-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Passeando pelos canais, por falta de sono... 10hrs, Felicity, legal, os chuchuzins da Felicity são realmente uns chuchuzins... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Aí tu tá lá feliz e contente assistindo o episódio, termina, google pra saber de qual temporada é o maldito episódio, já que tu não aguenta esperar até amanhã e... Big surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No fim da série os produtores também resolveram ousar. No episódio duplo que encerrou a série, Felicity viaja no tempo antes de tomar a decisão que a atormentou durante boa parte do seriado: Ben ou Noel?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;É o episódio final, mas WTF?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Por pegar um episódio de cada temporada aleatóriamente eu achei que o final fosse o episódio da carta e tals...&lt;br /&gt;Well, pelo menos arranjei algo que me tranque em casa e me distraia o.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well²,&amp;nbsp;estava procurando icon da Felicity, enquanto não acho vou enchendo linguiça aqui ;D&lt;br /&gt;Ontem comecei a ler "O Idiota", meu pai falou para eu ler algo mais leve, but... Comprei o ingresso, mas não comprei Calvin e Haroldo, quase comprei Jimmy Corrigan, o menino mais esperto do mundo, que me prendeu&amp;nbsp;na loja, depois &lt;strong&gt;deprimidamente&lt;/strong&gt; voltei pra casa. Acho que o jeito é ir em um sebo =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Jimmy Corrigan, um &lt;strong&gt;tímido&lt;/strong&gt; e&lt;strong&gt; solitário&lt;/strong&gt; homem de meia-idade que trabalha numa repartição e vive reprimido pela &lt;strong&gt;mãe carente&lt;/strong&gt; e&lt;strong&gt; dominadora&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po! O livro no &lt;a href="http://www.estantevirtual.com.br/"&gt;Estante virtual&lt;/a&gt; tá quase o mesmo valor que o novo T.T' Quase consigo contemplar a falência diante de meus bolsos...&lt;br /&gt;Tá...&amp;nbsp;O icon não é exatamente de Felicity. [lj...]&amp;nbsp;A-ha! [=D]&amp;nbsp;Agora é...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5883097080080685338?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5883097080080685338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5883097080080685338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5883097080080685338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5883097080080685338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/01/paseando-pelos-canais-pela-falta-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1cKprocCyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/1FdqUKJoFLk/s72-c/0008fr2r.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5427016357626228362</id><published>2010-01-19T15:03:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:10:35.849-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1XlYkUF5bI/AAAAAAAAAck/RWD48-q6IsU/s1600-h/a-ha001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1XlYkUF5bI/AAAAAAAAAck/RWD48-q6IsU/s200/a-ha001.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O bom é que a Fnac não vende só livros do Calvin e Haroldo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Agora, se me dão licença, vou comprar meu ingresso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Um dia lindo de sol... *--*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Exaltasamba nunca anuncia tour de despedida ¬¬' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Por que banda boa faz isso?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5427016357626228362?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5427016357626228362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5427016357626228362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5427016357626228362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5427016357626228362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-bom-e-que-fnac-nao-vende-so-livros-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1XlYkUF5bI/AAAAAAAAAck/RWD48-q6IsU/s72-c/a-ha001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-2792061069136886820</id><published>2010-01-19T01:52:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T02:03:53.303-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='não sei mais...'/><title type='text'>Quero mais o que ?!</title><content type='html'>=D ... Raroo, começar com sorriso essa birosssca, mas calma que SP me deprimi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1Ut1qJNJ-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/h3WZrs5dftA/s1600-h/2474963369_9af6d34e1e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1Ut1qJNJ-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/h3WZrs5dftA/s320/2474963369_9af6d34e1e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, não posso culpar São Paulo, mas estar longe era o paraíso... Não achava que iria ser tão bom, mããs, it waas.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&amp;nbsp;nem foi tão bom [foi.], mas estar longe daqui ainda me parece ser a &lt;em&gt;melhor&lt;/em&gt; opção.&lt;br /&gt;Não&amp;nbsp;existe música &lt;strike&gt;ruim&lt;/strike&gt; que tire essa sensação de mim, não há música &lt;strike&gt;boa&lt;/strike&gt; que me anime.&lt;br /&gt;A coisa que me anima é pensar no curso de tradução... Far far away...&lt;br /&gt;*Não gosto de posts que não são quotes... ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Legas que o post vai de =D pra =/ em 2 linhas u.u - Sinais de bipolaridade? Pelo geral &lt;em&gt;é&lt;/em&gt; uma constante na verdade, mas oks...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falta algo aqui, mas... Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-2792061069136886820?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/2792061069136886820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=2792061069136886820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2792061069136886820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/2792061069136886820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/01/quero-mais-o-que.html' title='Quero mais o que ?!'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S1Ut1qJNJ-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/h3WZrs5dftA/s72-c/2474963369_9af6d34e1e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-4665255668455394828</id><published>2010-01-08T06:31:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:34:29.777-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Listen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you want to know a secret?,&lt;br /&gt;Do you promise not to tell?, whoa oh, oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer,&lt;br /&gt;Let me whisper in your ear,&lt;br /&gt;Say the words you long to hear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I'm in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah! Caps não precisa né?&lt;br /&gt;Não fica muito bom o visual.&lt;br /&gt;Alias esse vermelho... u.u'' uahsuh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-4665255668455394828?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/4665255668455394828/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=4665255668455394828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4665255668455394828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4665255668455394828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/01/listen-do-you-want-to-know-secret-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5758572667941360735</id><published>2010-01-06T04:10:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T04:17:23.410-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me morbid, call me pale</title><content type='html'>Meldels! Que sono... &lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've found this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S0QnkMQYUDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/W0V1X5acxCU/s1600-h/0110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S0QnkMQYUDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/W0V1X5acxCU/s400/0110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"É assim que me lembro do verão.&amp;nbsp;Quando a tira captura momentos reais - sem torná-los açucarados e arrumadinhos - meu trabalho é muito gratificante."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S0Qnf-e5KbI/AAAAAAAAAb8/fXnR2-MFVj8/s1600-h/0107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S0Qnf-e5KbI/AAAAAAAAAb8/fXnR2-MFVj8/s400/0107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Eu não sei porque nós somos feitos deste jeito, mas somos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5758572667941360735?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5758572667941360735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5758572667941360735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5758572667941360735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5758572667941360735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/01/meldels-que-sono.html' title='Call me morbid, call me pale'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/S0QnkMQYUDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/W0V1X5acxCU/s72-c/0110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3402209365849215402</id><published>2010-01-05T00:26:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:29:04.908-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Força de vontade ;D</title><content type='html'>Celular tocando...&lt;br /&gt;-Aah! Acorda vai! Você pode fazer o que quiser! É só acreditar!&lt;br /&gt;Olha a hora... 10:45, aperta o soneca.&lt;br /&gt;-Aanh...&lt;br /&gt;Vira pro outro lado e ignora o horário...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-3402209365849215402?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/3402209365849215402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=3402209365849215402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3402209365849215402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3402209365849215402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2010/01/celular-tocando.html' title='Força de vontade ;D'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3000700503511645455</id><published>2010-01-03T00:34:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:37:35.755-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Five o Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm going to paraphrase Thoreau here... rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me &lt;em&gt;truth&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society! Society! &lt;br /&gt;Society, man! You know, society! Cause, you know what I don't understand? I don't understand why people, &lt;em&gt;why every fucking person is so bad to each other so fucking often&lt;/em&gt;. It doesn't make sense to me. Judgment. Control. All that, the whole spectrum. Well, it just... &lt;br /&gt;What "people" we talking about? &lt;br /&gt;You know, &lt;em&gt;parents&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hypocrites&lt;/em&gt;, politicians, pricks. &lt;br /&gt;This is a mistake. &lt;em&gt;It's a mistake to get too deep into all that kind of stuff&lt;/em&gt;. Alex, you're a hell of a &lt;em&gt;young&lt;/em&gt; guy, a hell of a &lt;em&gt;young&lt;/em&gt; guy. But I promise you this. You're a &lt;em&gt;young&lt;/em&gt; guy! Can't be juggling blood and fire all the time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"I'll show you why I ran away &lt;br /&gt;the other day, from my mom and dad..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mell diz (23:08):&lt;br /&gt;nossa quantoo papo!&lt;br /&gt;suahsuhaus&lt;br /&gt;Amanda. dormindo, porra. diz (23:08):&lt;br /&gt;ah chu, possibilidade de non ir na praia e fuvest amanha to mega animada &lt;br /&gt;uahsuhauhsuh&lt;br /&gt;isso reflete no papo...&lt;br /&gt;Mell diz (23:08):&lt;br /&gt;é fodáa!!=&lt;br /&gt;Mell diz (23:09):&lt;br /&gt;eu tbmm to moh desanimadaa!!&lt;br /&gt;comecei o ano bemmmm =[&lt;br /&gt;Amanda. dormindo, porra. diz (23:12):&lt;br /&gt;o/&lt;br /&gt;bate aki eh nois... u.u uahuhuha&lt;br /&gt;- Mell diz (23:13):&lt;br /&gt;o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso aqui vai virar o msn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Anthony. diz (03:33):&lt;br /&gt;I get high when I see you go by&lt;br /&gt;My, oh, my&lt;br /&gt;When you sigh, my mind inside just flies&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so shy&lt;br /&gt;When I'm beside you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;And that is all&lt;br /&gt;Why should I feel&lt;br /&gt;The way I do?&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;And that is all,&lt;br /&gt;But it's so hard&lt;br /&gt;Loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BBtnORdy7x4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BBtnORdy7x4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/Sz0Z1diHb1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/wTa1_fxpXog/s320/snav3311yx0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday don't matter if it's gone&lt;br /&gt;While the sun is bright&lt;br /&gt;Or in the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;She comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who could hang a name on you?&lt;br /&gt;When you change with every new day&lt;br /&gt;Still I'm gonna miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't question why she needs to be so free&lt;br /&gt;She'll tell you it's the only way to be&lt;br /&gt;She just can't be chained&lt;br /&gt;To a life where nothing's gained&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's lost&lt;br /&gt;At such a cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no time to lose, I heard her say&lt;br /&gt;Catch your dreams before they slip away&lt;br /&gt;Dying all the time&lt;br /&gt;Lose your dreams&lt;br /&gt;And you will lose your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't life unkind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Hoje&lt;/strike&gt;, a felicidade bate&lt;br /&gt;em minha porta&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, a alegria é de quem vai&lt;br /&gt;e depois volta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Hoje&lt;/strike&gt; é o dia perfeito&lt;br /&gt;pra fazer tudo direito&lt;br /&gt;O dia perfeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não pensar assim&lt;br /&gt;Quem vai pensar por mim?&lt;br /&gt;Se a tua fase é ruim&lt;br /&gt;Ela chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E toda hora é hora e lugar é lugar&lt;br /&gt;Tem que ser agora pra recomeçar&lt;br /&gt;E pra nossa história nunca terminar&lt;br /&gt;Vem comigo agora,&lt;br /&gt;a vida melhorar&lt;br /&gt;E se você vier&lt;br /&gt;Traz a tua fé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é a tua fé&lt;br /&gt;Que move montanhas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8593216699556666087?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Futil...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Desanimo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Uhul! Achei um Ferreiro Rocher *--*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/Szkzo47HvVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/s1APK_a34V8/s1600-h/bill1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/Szkzo47HvVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/s1APK_a34V8/s400/bill1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7596294474411966672?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7596294474411966672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7596294474411966672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7596294474411966672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7596294474411966672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2009/12/desanimo.html' title='Futil...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/Szkzo47HvVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/s1APK_a34V8/s72-c/bill1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-4529746037188594174</id><published>2009-12-27T04:05:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:45:19.300-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandinka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/Szb5Hdpya0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/t2aHZ950xCM/s1600-h/christian-louboutin11-500x331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/Szb5Hdpya0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/t2aHZ950xCM/s200/christian-louboutin11-500x331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Wherever you are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You will carry always &lt;br /&gt;Truth of the [b]scars[/b] &lt;br /&gt;And the darkness of your faith &lt;br /&gt;Slowly move on &lt;br /&gt;How did we get to here &lt;br /&gt;It all went wrong &lt;br /&gt;Gravity claiming all your tears &lt;br /&gt;Everything looks so much better now &lt;br /&gt;Looks so much better now &lt;br /&gt;You have no right &lt;br /&gt;To ask me now &lt;br /&gt;You were never that around &lt;br /&gt;And I have missed &lt;br /&gt;No-one's coming round here &lt;br /&gt;You have no right &lt;br /&gt;To calm me down &lt;br /&gt;You were never that around &lt;br /&gt;I have missed &lt;br /&gt;Cold contagious &lt;br /&gt;All the mighty mighty men &lt;br /&gt;What you save is &lt;br /&gt;What you lose out in the end &lt;br /&gt;cold contagious &lt;br /&gt;Deeply grounded &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't each of us in the world ever see,&lt;br /&gt;"the best things in life are free"&lt;br /&gt;little sounds of laughter or one hug, a smile&lt;br /&gt;A kiss from you to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how can I say, i'm lonely &lt;br /&gt;And say for me the sun won't shine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JugUQJv9YlY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JugUQJv9YlY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ron Franz&lt;/em&gt;: I'm going to miss you when you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christopher McCandless&lt;/em&gt;: I will miss you too, but you are wrong if you think that the joy of life comes principally from the joy of human relationships. God's place is all around us, it is in everything and in anything we can experience. People just need to change the way they look at things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ron Franz&lt;/em&gt;: Yeah. I am going to take stock of that. You know I am. I want to tell you something. From bits and pieces of what you have told me about your family, your mother and your dad... And I know you have problems with the church too... But there is some kind of bigger thing that we can all appreciate and it sounds to me you don't mind calling it God. But when you forgive, you love. And when you love, God's light shines through you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christopher McCandless&lt;/em&gt;: Holy shit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-4529746037188594174?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/4529746037188594174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=4529746037188594174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4529746037188594174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/4529746037188594174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2009/12/cold-contagious.html' title='Mandinka'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/Szb5Hdpya0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/t2aHZ950xCM/s72-c/christian-louboutin11-500x331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-2953904364139458339</id><published>2009-12-22T00:30:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:40:47.989-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uptown Girls'/><title type='text'>...Giant teacups and spin round and round in circles until we puke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Molly Gunn&lt;/i&gt;: The last time I saw my mom and dad, I was eight going on nine... eight years, six months, and three days... almost as old as you are. They were going on tour and leaving me behind for the first time, because they didn't want me missing any more school, and they came to my room to say goodbye and I wouldn't open the door, so they left. I fell asleep and then the next thing I know, my nanny was waking me up in the middle of the night telling me their plane had crashed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: You're lucky... that you were mad. See, when you're mad you don't miss people and if you stay mad, it's like you never knew them at all... that way you don't have to feel sucky about it... You were lucky... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SzAwitS-6wI/AAAAAAAAAbM/jr39qb5_l6o/s1600-h/brittany-murphy-009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SzAwitS-6wI/AAAAAAAAAbM/jr39qb5_l6o/s200/brittany-murphy-009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Molly Gunn&lt;/i&gt;: Kid, have you ever been to a shrink? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: Since I was three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: Freestyle is for moronic little kids and hippie freaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Molly&lt;/i&gt; Gunn: It's fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: Fundamentals are the building blocks of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: Are you still moping over that disgusting guy? &lt;b&gt;Other people always let you down&lt;/b&gt;. Why don't you forget them and do something for yourself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Molly Gunn&lt;/i&gt;: Like what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: I don't know. Something you're good at. And I don't mean shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Molly Gunn&lt;/i&gt;: Maybe some of us aren't good at anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: Every grown-up is good at something. Oh, my bad. I don't see any grown-ups around here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Molly Gunn&lt;/i&gt;: What's so great about being a grown-up anyway? So I can turn out like you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: You're scared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Molly Gunn&lt;/i&gt;: [of the bedridden man in the library] That's your dad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: Was. Now he's a vegtable. And soon he'll be nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Molly Gunn&lt;/i&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;That's kinda harsh&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray&lt;/i&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;It's a harsh world&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCyFp6ymJgs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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to com animo pra outra prova... ¬¬'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-9067326290571406728?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/9067326290571406728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=9067326290571406728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/9067326290571406728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/9067326290571406728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2009/12/nao-to-com-animo-pra-outra-prova.html' 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cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SyvucHch36I/AAAAAAAAAbE/IkJbPxCe2Fs/s320/friendsdoor3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ohgod, acabou de passar o ultimo episódio de Friends na Warner...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5189896943375171225?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5189896943375171225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5189896943375171225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-7465869595654754714</id><published>2009-12-16T23:27:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:29:18.263-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calvin e haroldo'/><title type='text'>Now and then...</title><content type='html'>- Depositar money&lt;br /&gt;- Pagar Cursin&lt;br /&gt;- Ir para o cursin u.u''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SymH5hPUaPI/AAAAAAAAAa8/7hcxx74Ka_c/s1600-h/28gsg9j.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SymH5hPUaPI/AAAAAAAAAa8/7hcxx74Ka_c/s320/28gsg9j.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watterson ia ficar puto porque eu modifiquei o formato da tira... Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-7465869595654754714?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/7465869595654754714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=7465869595654754714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7465869595654754714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/7465869595654754714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2009/12/now-and-then.html' title='Now and then...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SymH5hPUaPI/AAAAAAAAAa8/7hcxx74Ka_c/s72-c/28gsg9j.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-6106751616474140586</id><published>2009-12-16T01:49:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:51:43.528-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take your time'/><title type='text'>Por mim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SyhY1jMtG6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/FQH0dftqv_E/s1600-h/t12b.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SyhY1jMtG6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/FQH0dftqv_E/s320/t12b.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Por mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apagaria os dois ultimos posts, e quem sabe este também, mas a minha politica em relação a blogs proibe tal ação, claro que eu sempre posso edita-los, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mas não o farei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that it was a really big deal&lt;br /&gt;But then I found out it was just nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;You always say: "it's such a big deal"&lt;br /&gt;But we both know that that's nothing at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-6106751616474140586?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/6106751616474140586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=6106751616474140586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6106751616474140586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/6106751616474140586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2009/12/por-mim.html' title='Por mim...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SyhY1jMtG6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/FQH0dftqv_E/s72-c/t12b.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-8634796735525431581</id><published>2009-12-15T03:57:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:20:17.065-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You fall...'/><title type='text'>...into the arms of no one at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...into the arms of no one at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SycmNgVDFpI/AAAAAAAAAas/Ygmp_-BWFdI/s1600-h/cb11.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SycmNgVDFpI/AAAAAAAAAas/Ygmp_-BWFdI/s320/cb11.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[editado] &amp;nbsp;02:02&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã vou fazer compras! [Cansei de usar meias de pares diferentes. ~Seente o drama~] Com vou fazer compras quero dizer "Ganhei um vale presente! Faz anos que não ganho nada..."&lt;br /&gt;É o clima tá melhor que ontem, thxgod...&lt;br /&gt;Apesar da situação ser a mesma...&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo Offspring...&amp;nbsp;Ou Ventania... Hmm! Vontade de ouvir Jorge Ben... &lt;br /&gt;'Cabo o papo furado... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo do meu amor platonico só pra &lt;strike&gt;alegrar&lt;/strike&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Queee, Verlaine o que...&amp;nbsp;! Se Rimbaud me conhecesse... ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! ruído bom da chuva&lt;br /&gt;no chão e nos telhados!&lt;br /&gt;Para uma alma viúva,&lt;br /&gt;oh! o canto da chuva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-8634796735525431581?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/8634796735525431581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=8634796735525431581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8634796735525431581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/8634796735525431581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-are-you.html' title='...into the arms of no one at all'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SycmNgVDFpI/AAAAAAAAAas/Ygmp_-BWFdI/s72-c/cb11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-5258840913521024139</id><published>2009-12-13T18:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:40:34.030-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I‘m not the one who acted like a ho'/><title type='text'>Deve ser carma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deve ser carma...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex on the beach, 1 gole de tequila, 2 brejas, muita batata frita, bofes pra fora, passa a alegria vem o sono... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SyVPDZwJaaI/AAAAAAAAAac/aGu5dIBFDb4/s1600-h/cemicons_sos_007.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SyVPDZwJaaI/AAAAAAAAAac/aGu5dIBFDb4/s320/cemicons_sos_007.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A&amp;nbsp;única coisa em comum&amp;nbsp;é a filha..."&lt;br /&gt;" Se você tivesse deixado ela comigo nada disso estaria acontecendo..."&lt;br /&gt;- Se&amp;nbsp;foi eu que escolhi ficar com quem eu estou, quer dizer que a culpa é toda minha né...&lt;br /&gt;Eles&amp;nbsp;[b]esquecem[/b]&amp;nbsp;que eu tenho ouvidos... - [Ou falam pra magoar mesmo]&lt;br /&gt;"Você pensa que é fácil pra uma mãe..."&lt;br /&gt;Essa sempre magoa... u.u'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain clouds come to play again&lt;br /&gt;Hello I am your mind giving you someone to talk to... &lt;br /&gt;If I smile and don't believe&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping &lt;br /&gt;Hello I'm still here &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Every single day what you say makes no sense to me &lt;br /&gt;Even though I try I can't get my head around you &lt;br /&gt;The cut's getting deeper &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hill's getting steeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou me afndar nos estudos porque a bebida está cara e meu estomago sensível ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-5258840913521024139?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/5258840913521024139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=5258840913521024139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5258840913521024139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/5258840913521024139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2009/12/deve-ser-carma.html' title='Deve ser carma...'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SyVPDZwJaaI/AAAAAAAAAac/aGu5dIBFDb4/s72-c/cemicons_sos_007.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973107116678017019.post-3615939000441893128</id><published>2009-12-09T04:23:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:46:56.058-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Título aqui.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Título aqui.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just nineteen&lt;br /&gt;but already the bitchest queen&lt;br /&gt;your room's a mess&lt;br /&gt;I'm not impressed&lt;br /&gt;but damn you have&lt;br /&gt;the cutest dress&lt;br /&gt;the world's not fair&lt;br /&gt;you just can deal with your despair&lt;br /&gt;aspirin and alcohol are not enough to die, Nicole&lt;br /&gt;here's a party you've waited for&lt;br /&gt;makes a room for the perfect whore&lt;br /&gt;all your friends are arriving&lt;br /&gt;mainstream hits and magazines&lt;br /&gt;morning comes and you're not home&lt;br /&gt;hey Nicole, what have you done&lt;br /&gt;wash them off, these memories&lt;br /&gt;poor Nicole&lt;br /&gt;aspirins and alcohol&lt;br /&gt;this is a cocktail for Nicole&lt;br /&gt;fuck Nicole&lt;br /&gt;is out of control&lt;br /&gt;call Nicole&lt;br /&gt;and fuck Nicole&lt;br /&gt;alcopops and ketamine&lt;br /&gt;this is a cocktail for my teen&lt;br /&gt;fuck Nicole&lt;br /&gt;is in my dream&lt;br /&gt;that Nicole&lt;br /&gt;is more than real&lt;br /&gt;Don't call your mom&lt;br /&gt;her baby's gone&lt;br /&gt;you're in disgrace&lt;br /&gt;in your black dress&lt;br /&gt;dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;get on your fit&lt;br /&gt;take your stuff&lt;br /&gt;brush your hair&lt;br /&gt;bottom line&lt;br /&gt;boys are not fair&lt;br /&gt;morning's gone&lt;br /&gt;you're still not home&lt;br /&gt;hey Nicole your dreams are blown&lt;br /&gt;what you've lost is TNT&lt;br /&gt;sad Nicole&lt;br /&gt;sad Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973107116678017019-3615939000441893128?l=lookingseventn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/feeds/3615939000441893128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6973107116678017019&amp;postID=3615939000441893128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3615939000441893128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973107116678017019/posts/default/3615939000441893128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookingseventn.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-just-nineteen-but-already.html' title='Título aqui.'/><author><name>Amanda Kie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707422193895911148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eDn3PJktFmI/SU2zGCF53tI/AAAAAAAAARs/64BCb5BY940/S220/blod.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
