<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745</id><updated>2011-08-05T21:37:24.657-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the story of a girl</title><subtitle type='html'>Random thoughts of a young woman in deep identity crisis.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>571</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-70048417586034801</id><published>2008-12-22T11:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:52:57.367-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/70048417586034801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=70048417586034801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/70048417586034801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/70048417586034801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-2916155237793104809</id><published>2008-12-22T10:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:46:22.011-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man it's been a while since I've been here huh?Well the thing is I have nothing new to report, I've been reading a lot and now Im working for my dad....I still have no idea what to do with my life but hopefully I'll find out soon.Till next year, Merry Xmas, happy new year.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/2916155237793104809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=2916155237793104809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/2916155237793104809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/2916155237793104809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2008/12/man-its-been-while-since-ive-been-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-5950620466626828809</id><published>2007-06-17T22:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:19:55.923-03:00</updated><title type='text'>revelations</title><summary type='text'>ok, it turns out that my problem is not what I thought it was, is not that I dont know what to do, is just that I dont know what to do first. I want to do so many thiings that I dont know where to start!!! When I graduated I realise that there was so mucch to do, so many things I could be that I think I got a little overwhelming, Im not sure I want to be a lawyer although I do love law...but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/5950620466626828809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=5950620466626828809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/5950620466626828809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/5950620466626828809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/06/revelations.html' title='revelations'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-1450004252326030830</id><published>2007-06-12T23:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:49:27.259-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and prejudice</title><summary type='text'>I lost my copy in english of it. So yesterday I bought another copy in portuguese this time sice the old english style was driving me crazy and it's very difficult to understand... Anyways I didnt like it much at first probably because I have already read a part of it in english and for my surprise I understood the basic idea of the charpters I have read...anywaysAs I went on I found myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/1450004252326030830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=1450004252326030830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/1450004252326030830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/1450004252326030830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/06/pride-and-prejudice.html' title='Pride and prejudice'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-8525983722829458992</id><published>2007-06-11T19:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:57:34.121-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have absolutley nothing important to say, I never had. Im not the very interesting I dont know how to talk to people, I have absolutley no idea what people talk about when they talk for hours...I dont know wh people meet and fall in love in the real world, I have no idea...I dont know what I want to do with mylife, I have no idea what I'm supposed to go from here, I just dont see nothing here </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/8525983722829458992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=8525983722829458992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/8525983722829458992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/8525983722829458992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-absolutley-nothing-important-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-4649634949330901779</id><published>2007-05-30T13:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:40:43.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/4649634949330901779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=4649634949330901779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/4649634949330901779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/4649634949330901779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/05/banner2.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-4531993049732076350</id><published>2007-05-21T21:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T21:58:21.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril Lavigne- Girlfriend</title><summary type='text'>Hey! Hey! You! You!I don’t like your girlfriend!No way! No way!I think you need a new oneHey! Hey! You! You!I could be your girlfriend Hey! Hey! You! You!I know that you like meNo way! No way!No it’s not a secretHey! Hey! You! You!I want to be your girlfriendYou’re so fineI want you mineYou’re so deliciousI think about ya all the timeYou’re so addictiveDon’t you know what I could do to make you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/4531993049732076350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=4531993049732076350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/4531993049732076350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/4531993049732076350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/05/avril-lavinge_7062.html' title='Avril Lavigne- Girlfriend'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-8405013248586527103</id><published>2007-05-20T22:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:05:07.993-03:00</updated><title type='text'>So lost</title><summary type='text'>I have no idea what to do with my life, what I want to be when I grow up. Right know I am a lawyer but Im not sure that's it.The thing is I know I am capable of great things I can accomplish anything when I put my mind to it, when I really want it, I want if only I knew what is it that I want.You may wonder why Im so sure I can do anything, the answer is simple I have seen me do it before. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/8405013248586527103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=8405013248586527103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/8405013248586527103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/8405013248586527103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-lost.html' title='So lost'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-2144274852190481647</id><published>2007-04-29T19:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:58:19.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'>review 300</title><summary type='text'>I watched 300 this morning and I had this strange dejá vu feeling...maybe because the guy who plays Leonidas has a Russel Crowe thing going on, amybe it was because of the speaches that are a mix of troy and again Gladiator but those came all the way from Brave Heart, or maybe it was the wars that looked like the ones in Alexander...The lack of imagination is unbeliveble, one of the worse scripts</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/2144274852190481647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=2144274852190481647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/2144274852190481647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/2144274852190481647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/04/review-300.html' title='review 300'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-3517625253306110657</id><published>2007-04-24T01:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T01:37:40.592-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS SUCKS</title><summary type='text'>first time I fell in love I recgnize it because I was watching this movie and the girl said that when you're in love the first thing you think about when you wake up  is the person you're in love with and the last thought before you sleep it's about them as well.First time I fell in love it was this crazy desperate need for the guy I was in love with, it was suffocating, like being in a permanet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/3517625253306110657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=3517625253306110657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/3517625253306110657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/3517625253306110657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-sucks.html' title='THIS SUCKS'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-1998680148318857349</id><published>2007-04-24T01:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T01:23:34.487-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guys are so confusing, they could be a little more stright up about what they want instead of playing games...You can look up but as far as I'm cooncerned in nature the female gets to choose her male, they fight over her and the best one wins...why is not the same with humans, it would be so much easier if we get to choose the guy we want to marry with, and even when we do is his decision to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/1998680148318857349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=1998680148318857349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/1998680148318857349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/1998680148318857349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/04/guys-are-so-confusing-they-could-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-380562334579603187</id><published>2007-04-17T20:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T20:51:38.705-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwritten</title><summary type='text'>Unwritten I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefinedI'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplannedStaring at the blank page before youOpen up the dirty windowLet the sun illuminate the words that you could not findReaching for something in the distanceSo close you can almost taste itRelease your inhibitionsFeel the rain on your skinNo one else can feel it for youOnly you can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/380562334579603187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=380562334579603187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/380562334579603187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/380562334579603187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/04/unwritten.html' title='Unwritten'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-875825400323485625</id><published>2007-04-13T01:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T01:43:38.299-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so how we recognize real love??? I thought I was in love but now I realised I was in love with the thought of beeing in love, with the thought that he might b in love with me...I stopped looking for love, now I want firendship, trust, respect and love can grow from that... U have to be friends with the oerson you're getting married right? I mean it is like people say, when u get old all u do is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/875825400323485625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=875825400323485625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/875825400323485625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/875825400323485625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-how-we-recognize-real-love-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-3815971506021270111</id><published>2007-04-12T01:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T01:33:59.411-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fall is love is supposed to be a good thing right??? Then how come people are so afraid of it???I met this great guy in Lisbon we were friends for a long time, like 5 years before we met and we had a great time together, we got along really really well...And then he tells me that he was falling in love with me way to quick in Lisbon so he "made himslef distant" I say emotionally unavailble... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/3815971506021270111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=3815971506021270111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/3815971506021270111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/3815971506021270111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/04/fall-is-love-is-upposed-to-be-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-6234003897576657486</id><published>2007-03-28T00:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:11:45.061-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the self tanning</title><summary type='text'>I bought one of those selftanning lotions...hopefully I'll get a more healthy look since after 6 months without any sun I look pretty much like a ghost, I pratically glow in the sun...LOLI should see the results in 3 or4 days, my sister said it will hekp me to fit in, here most people are either black or brown so  I stand out in the crowd and I dont like that because here the prejudice against </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/6234003897576657486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=6234003897576657486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/6234003897576657486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/6234003897576657486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/03/self-tanning.html' title='the self tanning'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-6352124924438674772</id><published>2007-03-24T23:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:27:30.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been stood up, for the first time in my life, and it felt awfull.This guy persued me for 2 weeks and then when I said yes he just forgot about me. Thursday he asked me out and he said he would call me friday so we can set time and this kinda details... well he didn't. I saw him online and I asked if he had forgot about me he never answered, I hope he had been abucted by aliens or all his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/6352124924438674772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=6352124924438674772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/6352124924438674772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/6352124924438674772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-been-stood-up-for-first-time-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-2837755729793488858</id><published>2007-03-13T00:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:36:48.831-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here I am again in this mean old town...Can we fall in love online, and more important can we fall in love witha friend after meeting him only once??? one more to add to my list of things I can't figure it out....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/2837755729793488858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=2837755729793488858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/2837755729793488858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/2837755729793488858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-am-again-in-this-mean-old-town.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-117184361039687337</id><published>2007-02-18T21:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T21:06:50.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'>me, the drop out.</title><summary type='text'>I couldn't make it after all so I just threw the towel and gave it up, I didn't like anything about that place, the country, the course, the people, the weather...it was a disaster but at least I tried, I tried really hard for almost 6 months and I just couldn't...maybe I'm weak but I think the decison to live is harder then the decision to stay. I requires a lot of courge to come back home as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/117184361039687337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=117184361039687337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/117184361039687337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/117184361039687337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2007/02/me-drop-out.html' title='me, the drop out.'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-116657419242719562</id><published>2006-12-19T21:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T01:26:04.505-03:00</updated><title type='text'>me again</title><summary type='text'>I dont know if I still have readers....but anyways when I started this I didn't think anyone would read anyways so....I'm in portugal, all alone and is almost christmas and I keep thinking if I'll be able to live like this all alone in this cold weather, and to make it worse my landlady have this crazy rules about no hot water and no heating in the room...I'm not sure I can make it...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/116657419242719562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=116657419242719562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/116657419242719562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/116657419242719562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/12/me-again.html' title='me again'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-116207139145222831</id><published>2006-10-28T18:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T18:36:31.476-03:00</updated><title type='text'>portugal at last</title><summary type='text'>So here I am in Portugal, finally...I live in a cosy house with 4 other girls, who are really sweet, excep for one who is a real bitch. So far so good so long...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/116207139145222831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=116207139145222831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/116207139145222831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/116207139145222831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/10/portugal-at-last.html' title='portugal at last'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-115486102172834153</id><published>2006-08-06T07:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T07:43:41.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><summary type='text'>I know it's been a lot of time since I last wrote something here, but my life is hectic latley. I don't know if I told this but I'm going to spend a year in Portugal, so between this and my little sister beeing sick I didn't have a lot of time to come in and write. I'm wating for my visa to portugal and my trip is schedulle for september 24th if everythiung goeds as planed of course, talk to you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/115486102172834153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=115486102172834153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/115486102172834153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/115486102172834153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114931118050055620</id><published>2006-06-03T02:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T02:06:20.510-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Queer as flok</title><summary type='text'>Did anyone have ever watched that show? It's about 4 actually 5 gay guys and I just love it! I start watching it recently and I find myself wanting to have what they do althoug I'm straight... They have this awsome frinedship and somehow they always find a way to get what they want. The show is really heavy because there are some nude and sex scenes, that are hot, I can't lie, but what I like the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114931118050055620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114931118050055620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114931118050055620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114931118050055620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/06/queer-as-flok.html' title='Queer as flok'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114884826031830051</id><published>2006-05-28T17:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T17:31:00.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Affirmation"I believe the sun should never set upon an argumentI believe we place our happiness in other people's handsI believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for youI believe your parents did the best job they knew how to doI believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteemI believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself aloneI believe in Karma what you give is what you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114884826031830051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114884826031830051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114884826031830051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114884826031830051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/05/affirmation-i-believe-sun-should-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114884737264236472</id><published>2006-05-28T15:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T17:16:12.703-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><summary type='text'>I just got back from a trip to Brasil's capital, that is brasilia not rio like many people think. The city is lovely and very safe, so well organized that it's irritanting... Brasilia was totally planed so there is nothing out a place. We walked up and down for 7 days with my great uncle, he took me and my sister everywhere, it was great to see the things I see almost everyday on tv, and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114884737264236472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114884737264236472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114884737264236472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114884737264236472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114766719359290522</id><published>2006-05-15T01:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:26:33.603-03:00</updated><title type='text'>check up on it</title><summary type='text'>Swiss BeatsDC - Destiny ChildSlim Thug[Slim Thug]You need to stop playing round with all them clowns and the wangstasGood girls gotta get down with them gangstasGo head girl put some back and some neck up on itWhile I stand up in the background and check up on it[Chorus]Ohh Boy you looking like you like what you seeWon't you come over check up on it, I'm gone let you work up on itLadies let em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114766719359290522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114766719359290522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114766719359290522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114766719359290522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/05/check-up-on-it.html' title='check up on it'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114731304654313842</id><published>2006-05-10T22:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:15:19.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'>don't want you back</title><summary type='text'>once you let people out of your life you should never let them back.people you lost conctact with for a long time always think you are still the same, the way you were when they met you, but as humans we are bound to change as time goes by, we grow up and learn so it's impossible to stay the same.We change and learn from people we encounter, relationships we have, even dispointment can teach you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114731304654313842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114731304654313842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114731304654313842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114731304654313842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/05/dont-want-you-back.html' title='don&apos;t want you back'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114703735088426213</id><published>2006-05-07T18:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T18:29:10.886-03:00</updated><title type='text'>latest news</title><summary type='text'>finally I'm going to get my bar license so I can be a lawyer, I'm also trtaveling to Brasilia for a few days so I can look some unis there for my masters since the one I applayed in portugal is not having the course I want to... I forgot to mention that I cut my hair really short about two weeks ago... eaning all my pics are old news!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114703735088426213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114703735088426213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114703735088426213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114703735088426213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/05/latest-news.html' title='latest news'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114703703949218634</id><published>2006-05-07T18:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T18:23:59.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why people are the way they are? I spent a long part of my life trying to make sense of things and that didn't get me very far... I mean thinking too much about something you want to can make it slip right thru your fingers.I often think about my uncle who died very very suddenly died (both of them) one was really young and was far from us because he didn't get along with my aunts his sisters who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114703703949218634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114703703949218634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114703703949218634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114703703949218634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-people-are-way-they-are-i-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114635092866656781</id><published>2006-04-29T19:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T18:12:18.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'>haunted by the past</title><summary type='text'>my past decided to haunt me this week. First my 1st bf decided he wants to talk to me after 6 years and then one of my best friends in 7th grade decides she wants it back... I am talking to my exbf I have no idea why,since he completly scared of me but maybe when we met I was too young to see he was the right one...As to my exfriend I can't stand her anymore I mean I don't have one single good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114635092866656781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114635092866656781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114635092866656781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114635092866656781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/04/haunted-by-past.html' title='haunted by the past'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114584546893871283</id><published>2006-04-23T23:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T18:06:08.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'>always late</title><summary type='text'>I was thinking back at my time as a student and I remebered that I never showed up in time for school or uni, always in the classroom after the teacher, for me was impossible to wake up in time and be there at 7 freaking AM!!!! Impossible.... I guess I was never on time for a whole week, once or twice I was too early when I learnt how to drive I was like the first in the parking lot, LOL. That </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114584546893871283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114584546893871283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114584546893871283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114584546893871283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/04/always-late.html' title='always late'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114429430550463678</id><published>2006-04-06T00:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T00:52:04.813-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost whisperer</title><summary type='text'>I don't know if anyone hat watched the new Jennifer Love-Hewit serie, it's really good....specially because I love horror stuff. Anyways I don't know if you paied attention to the begging of the show when she says "my name is melina gordon, I just got married, just moved to a small town , jusy opend and antique shop, I could be just like you except..."When some one asks me about my life latley I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114429430550463678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114429430550463678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114429430550463678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114429430550463678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/04/ghost-whisperer.html' title='Ghost whisperer'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114429159800849837</id><published>2006-04-05T23:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:55:03.420-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a little crazy</title><summary type='text'>Crazy (Seal)A man decides after seventy years, That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door.While those around him criticize and sleep...And through a fractal on a breaking wall, I see you my friend, and touch your face again. Miracles will happen as we trip.But were never gonna survive, unless...We get a little crazy No were never gonna survive, unless...We are a little... Cray...cray...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114429159800849837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114429159800849837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114429159800849837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114429159800849837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/04/little-crazy.html' title='a little crazy'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114233021278450744</id><published>2006-03-14T05:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T06:56:52.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the guy I'm looking for</title><summary type='text'>sometimes people ask what kind of man I'm looking for and is hard to describe it, I want a man who loves me exactly the way I am; flaws and qualities, and that I can love exactly the way he is. Someone that I don't want to change in any sense...a guy who has a beatifull smile and awsome eyes I don't care if he is skinny as long as he is not fat. A guy with a great sense of hummor that can makes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114233021278450744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114233021278450744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114233021278450744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114233021278450744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/03/guy-im-looking-for.html' title='the guy I&apos;m looking for'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114161591533286448</id><published>2006-03-06T00:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:31:55.343-03:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man!</title><summary type='text'>I'm just really bored I had some really great stuff to write about but as I turned on the computer and sat here I can't remeber anything good to write about.My most instresting ideas come to me when I can't write them is impressive, when I'm in the movies or out, or when I'm about to fall asleep or at least trying to since latley I have been suffering from insomnia.... I can stay wake for 24 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114161591533286448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114161591533286448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114161591533286448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114161591533286448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-man.html' title='oh man!'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114153854411691073</id><published>2006-03-05T02:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T03:02:24.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>very very long survey</title><summary type='text'>Long Survey About YourselfWhat time are you starting this?: 01:22Name?: TianaNicknames?: TicaDate of birth?: Dec ,2 ,1981Sex?: femaleHeight?: 1,67metersEye color?: Light Brown Where were you born?: Slavador, Bahia, BrasilNumber of candles on your last birthday cake?: 1, you do the math Pets?: No pets thank youHair color?: Right now is light redish brown depending on the light…. Piercings?: Both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114153854411691073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114153854411691073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114153854411691073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114153854411691073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/03/very-very-long-survey.html' title='very very long survey'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114066630375212884</id><published>2006-02-23T00:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T00:45:03.770-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2 concerts</title><summary type='text'>I watched the Rolling Stones and the U2 concert and I have to say that even tho they are about the same age those were very distinct concerts.while the Rolling Stones were tottaly apathic to the audience althought they had like 1million people there watching them, they just played and left... U2 in the other hand was awsome he spoke portuguese to the crowd and itwas amazing how evryone just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114066630375212884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114066630375212884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114066630375212884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114066630375212884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/02/2-concerts.html' title='2 concerts'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114039515962965285</id><published>2006-02-19T21:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:25:59.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'>my friends</title><summary type='text'>today I went to a friend bd party and I meet my friends again. I haven't seen them in such a long time and it felt so good to be with people that are like me, that think like me and are inteligent...I not only had fun talking about silly things and telling jokes but we also dicussed some important stuff and plans for life. We unnderstand one another specially because we are all in the same field </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114039515962965285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114039515962965285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114039515962965285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114039515962965285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-friends.html' title='my friends'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114012530098916999</id><published>2006-02-16T18:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:28:21.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the pass hurts</title><summary type='text'>Isn't it funny how things that are in the pass can hurt you as much as things that are happening to you right now?I mean it's beean a year since I last talked to my exbf but yesterdayI talked to his girlfriend and she told me that he thrown away all the pictures of us and only talk about me to complain about her,  things like "tiana did that that's why we broke up"....And all the things she told </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114012530098916999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114012530098916999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114012530098916999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114012530098916999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/02/pass-hurts.html' title='the pass hurts'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-114005090536429941</id><published>2006-02-15T21:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T22:01:46.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I have been off but now that Ihave graduated and passed the bar (for those who doesn't know it is a tests that gives you the right to be a lawyer) I can finally relax and go crazy thinking what the hell I'm going to d with my life since I have absolutley no idea what so ever.It seems like all mylife I had everythig planed, all I have to do was study one year after the other... But now it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/114005090536429941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=114005090536429941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114005090536429941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/114005090536429941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-know-i-have-been-off-but-now-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-111404287517158086</id><published>2005-04-20T21:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T21:30:03.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry I haven't wrote anything latley but lots have happend since last time I wrote before classes started my grandma died and my life turned up side down... besides as most of you know I'm about to graduate and I have sooooo much to do, photo shoots, buy the dress and shoes and find a cathering and graduating cometee meetings that take hours and lots lots of fight with them, plus I have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/111404287517158086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=111404287517158086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/111404287517158086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/111404287517158086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-sorry-i-havent-wrote-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-110713983584980846</id><published>2005-01-30T23:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:50:35.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to get married</title><summary type='text'>this week I recived two unexpetced invitations. For a garduation, my best friend from high school is getting her degree in law wich was unexpeted because I haven't talked to her in years and a wedding invitaion from another high school friend wich I haven't talk with even longer and I was like, uhho they grow so fast!!!!Just the other day we were in high school having lunch and talking about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/110713983584980846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=110713983584980846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110713983584980846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110713983584980846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-want-to-get-married.html' title='I want to get married'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-110589318205088023</id><published>2005-01-16T13:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T13:33:02.050-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello long time no see.  I decide to join the gym surprising no?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/110589318205088023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=110589318205088023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110589318205088023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110589318205088023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2005/01/hello-long-time-no-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-110411839705208235</id><published>2004-12-27T01:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T00:33:17.053-03:00</updated><title type='text'>X-mas and new years</title><summary type='text'>So it's been a while, my summer course is over thank good I don't know what was I thinking when I decided to take it! But it's over and I passed it!!! yeeeaaayyyy.X-mas good lots of gifts and this year we spent X-mas eve  at home wich was nice. And X-mas day at the pool wich was GREAAT I got tanned can you imagine that???Today was my dad's birthday and we went to the beach wich was a littkle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/110411839705208235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=110411839705208235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110411839705208235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110411839705208235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/12/x-mas-and-new-years.html' title='X-mas and new years'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-110234127772432265</id><published>2004-12-06T10:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T10:54:37.723-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why people try sp hard to fit in? They work so hard and change so much that tey turn into someone they aren't and if they trun into someone they are not they what's the point. I mean people will never like them they will like a caracther right? I just don't get it that's why I'd rather be me and hope people like me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/110234127772432265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=110234127772432265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110234127772432265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110234127772432265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/12/why-people-try-sp-hard-to-fit-in-they_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-110234127648467957</id><published>2004-12-06T10:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T10:54:36.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why people try sp hard to fit in? They work so hard and change so much that tey turn into someone they aren't and if they trun into someone they are not they what's the point. I mean people will never like them they will like a caracther right? I just don't get it that's why I'd rather be me and hope people like me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/110234127648467957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=110234127648467957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110234127648467957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110234127648467957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/12/why-people-try-sp-hard-to-fit-in-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-110165767304721717</id><published>2004-11-28T13:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T13:01:13.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'>december 2, MY BIRTHDAY</title><summary type='text'>AND I HOPE TO RECIVE LOTS AND LOTS OF E-CARDS TO MAKE ME HAPPY. IF YOU STILL DIDN'T NOTICE MY ADRESS ON THE RIGHT BAR HERE IT GOES TICAGAMA@YAHOO.COMTALK TO YOU SOON!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/110165767304721717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=110165767304721717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110165767304721717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110165767304721717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/11/december-2-my-birthday.html' title='december 2, MY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-110043345415492477</id><published>2004-11-14T08:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T08:57:34.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'>about orkut</title><summary type='text'>as you can see on my right bar I recently join Orkut the internet comunity that you need an invite to get in.... So I had this idea about it that was completly out of reality. I thought it was like thousands of chat rooms about specific topics that you could enter and talk, leave a msg and then meet people that think like you, but it's sooooooooooo not like it. It's like a yahoo Club with no chat</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/110043345415492477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=110043345415492477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110043345415492477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110043345415492477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/11/about-orkut.html' title='about orkut'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-110029640896384437</id><published>2004-11-12T18:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T18:53:28.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'>so long</title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry it took me so long to write but I haven't been really that excited about coming online latley, my life becaome a mess since I pulled the teeth out, it got infected so I had to go to the dentist on sunday (very unpleasant) and then I had to study for the finals and last saturday my uncle died very suddenly and my grandma broke her leg, I'm still a little stressed out with all this and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/110029640896384437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=110029640896384437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110029640896384437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/110029640896384437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-long.html' title='so long'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109835549728335918</id><published>2004-10-21T07:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T07:44:57.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my wisdom thoot is aching so much I might have to pull em out today</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109835549728335918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109835549728335918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109835549728335918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109835549728335918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-wisdom-thoot-is-aching-so-much-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109814233402118528</id><published>2004-10-18T20:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T20:32:14.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'>this is how I feel</title><summary type='text'>There this story that refelcts a bit how I feel when I go to work. There was a big fire in the woods and all the animals ran for their lives, all but a hummingbird that kept going to the river filling his beak with water and droping a the few drops of water he could carry into the fire, watching this one of the animals stoped and asked "what are you doing can't you see you'll never put out the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109814233402118528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109814233402118528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109814233402118528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109814233402118528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-is-how-i-feel.html' title='this is how I feel'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109753991091328259</id><published>2004-10-11T21:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T21:11:50.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'>children's day</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow is children's day in Brasil and it's also the day of Our Lady Aparecida, our contry's protector's Saint therefore tomrrow is a holyday YEAAY too bod I still have that presentation due thrusday so I'm relaxing/working if that's all possible.Any way happy children's day and may Aparecida protect us all. Bye bye</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109753991091328259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109753991091328259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109753991091328259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109753991091328259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/10/childrens-day.html' title='children&apos;s day'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109716085014881632</id><published>2004-10-07T11:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T11:54:10.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a horribe backache and a huge essay a seminare to prepare for next week the pain is so bad I havent even been to class this week... anyways just a quick update...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109716085014881632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109716085014881632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109716085014881632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109716085014881632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-have-horribe-backache-and-huge-essay_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109629888196162856</id><published>2004-09-27T13:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T12:28:01.960-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive</title><summary type='text'>I'm not dead yet inspite of the car carsh I was involved a couple of weeks ago but I'm all right and surprisely so is the car!!!!I also got a internship FINALLY is not paied but is very full filling since I'm working with the public attorney I'm also learning a lot.I have been studying a lot as well since the internship sterted in my midterm week, lucky huh?The reason I'm not writing as I used</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109629888196162856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109629888196162856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109629888196162856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109629888196162856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-still-alive_109629888196162856.html' title='I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109460371741217374</id><published>2004-09-07T21:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T21:35:17.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'>don't talk just kiss</title><summary type='text'>At least in the 80's we had fun happy music like this one.kiss, kiss, kiss, kissahhh... surrender me a kissLet me loose on you, inch by inchThe one and only reason is fun fun funI said Well baby (well baby), we've only just begunSo don't talk just kissWe're beyond words and soundDon't talk just kissLet your tongue fool aroundLet's fool aroundOoh yeah... (Huh-huh) there's people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109460371741217374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109460371741217374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109460371741217374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109460371741217374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/09/dont-talk-just-kiss.html' title='don&apos;t talk just kiss'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109446759381709562</id><published>2004-09-06T07:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T07:53:10.210-03:00</updated><title type='text'>what they did wrong?</title><summary type='text'>I'm just disgusted with the world right now... I just can't understand what's going on with everyone, killing children??? WHY??? Adults at least can defend themsleves they understand what's going on at least but kids... Inconet littlle kids and babies what have they done to hurt anyone they haven't lived yet... that's just not fair. Those kids in Russia left home for a day in school and die they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109446759381709562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109446759381709562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109446759381709562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109446759381709562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-they-did-wrong.html' title='what they did wrong?'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109381206336397383</id><published>2004-08-29T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T17:41:03.363-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Protest</title><summary type='text'>Now I'm protesting against the whole olimpic process not only because the brasilian athlete was attacked today during the marathon and because of this attack he lost the gold medal but also because the USA guy who won the gold medal in olimpic gymantics didn't deserve it all, he feel  in one of the judges for cry out loud!!!! This OLIMPIC WAS UNFAIR!!!! and usa was beneficiated by the judges.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109381206336397383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109381206336397383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109381206336397383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109381206336397383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/08/protest.html' title='Protest'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-10932960047270469</id><published>2004-08-23T18:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T18:20:04.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'>in olipics recess</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/10932960047270469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=10932960047270469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/10932960047270469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/10932960047270469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/08/in-olipics-recess.html' title='in olipics recess'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109189002855003920</id><published>2004-08-07T11:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T11:47:08.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LYRICS</title><summary type='text'>UNWELLAll day staring at the ceilingMaking friends with shadows on my wallAll night hearing voices telling meThat I should get some sleepBecause tomorrow might be good for somethingHold onFeeling like I'm headed for a breakdownAnd I don't know why[Chorus]But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwellI know right now you can't tellBut stay awhile and maybe then you'll seeA different </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109189002855003920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109189002855003920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109189002855003920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109189002855003920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/08/lyrics.html' title='LYRICS'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109170893087679950</id><published>2004-08-05T09:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T09:55:16.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'>party!!!!</title><summary type='text'>I went to a friends party on this night clud tuesday with was very fun and I danced a lot but I was kinda disapointed because I was told this place was AMAZING and the music there was awsome and I thought I was just ok, maybe I have too high standarts for those things. I didn't LOVE the music and I thought that the dance floor was way too small, and those friend of mine told me that guys there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109170893087679950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109170893087679950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109170893087679950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109170893087679950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/08/party.html' title='party!!!!'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109135906781624219</id><published>2004-08-01T08:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T08:17:47.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't have much to write latley, since as usually nothing happens to me... My "summer" course is over and I still have a week left before classes start, but I'm not doing much then, maybe I'll go to some law offices and try to find a internship since I didn't get one yet and I really need one to graduate... I guess that's it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109135906781624219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109135906781624219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109135906781624219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109135906781624219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-dont-have-much-to-write-latley-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109104931737338970</id><published>2004-07-28T18:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T18:15:17.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was thinking the other day that in movies everyone is absolutley THIN, the thing got to outspace propotions because even ET are thin did anybody else notice that or is just me????</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109104931737338970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109104931737338970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109104931737338970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109104931737338970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-was-thinking-other-day-that-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109075457034573618</id><published>2004-07-25T08:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T08:22:50.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much</title><summary type='text'>what can I say... I've been so unispired latley, just going to class and back home, trying to figure out what to do with my life again...Today is my sister's birthday...Well this is basically to tell you I'm still alive in spite of the fact that I almost crash into a bus this week, he he he, I am a much better driver now then when I was a month ago...Anyways I fucking cold in Salvador and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109075457034573618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109075457034573618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109075457034573618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109075457034573618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/07/nothing-much.html' title='nothing much'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-109015105235792750</id><published>2004-07-18T08:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T08:44:12.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'>out of luck</title><summary type='text'>I'm sick, the flu again, and I had to go to a little procedure Thursday night, because there was something on my right thigh so they had to cut it open... it seems nothing goes right for me because I can't sit for long because of  the stiches and I have a test tuesday.... OH MY!!!!!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/109015105235792750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=109015105235792750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109015105235792750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/109015105235792750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/07/out-of-luck.html' title='out of luck'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108928362148395337</id><published>2004-07-08T07:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T07:49:37.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'>why always ME</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday we went to the travel agency that sent me and my sister to Canada and my sister asked them about this program "work experince" that you get to spend 4 months working in USA and I never really wanted to go to USA but it's the only place that offers this program that is actually really cool and that I always wanted to do. So I get home really excited about it and tell all about it to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108928362148395337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108928362148395337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108928362148395337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108928362148395337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/07/why-always-me.html' title='why always ME'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108903144366486757</id><published>2004-07-05T09:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T09:44:03.663-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the past</title><summary type='text'>Is werid how sometimes the past looks so blury to me. Sometimes I can't belive something happend, like they were too good to be true so it seems like it was just a dream, like going to Canada, I still can't belive I was really there for 40 days... and some bad things seems like a horrible nightmare that I just can't belive it happend at all, like my grandfather dying specially because I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108903144366486757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108903144366486757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108903144366486757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108903144366486757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/07/past.html' title='the past'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108863227912965297</id><published>2004-06-30T18:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T18:51:19.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'>extremily bored</title><summary type='text'>remeber back when I was still having classes and I was dying to be on vacation??? Well now I'm on vacation and I have absolutley nothing to do, "summer" course hasn't started yet, I have no idea how to get a intership and as I recently found out I have no friends to go out with me, none at all... No one to go to the movies with me, no one to talk on the phone and no one to chat or send me e-mails</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108863227912965297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108863227912965297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108863227912965297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108863227912965297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/extremily-bored.html' title='extremily bored'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108829784568532898</id><published>2004-06-26T21:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T21:57:25.686-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I was pretty bored and I was looking for someone to have a intresting mindchallenging conversation with... how fool was I to think I could find that online. So I got in some chat rooms and nothing I even try a study group chat room and even there people were calling each other names and etc. So I gave it up and decided to finsh the book I was reading, The Da Vinci's code, wich is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108829784568532898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108829784568532898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108829784568532898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108829784568532898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/yesterday-i-was-pretty-bored-and-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108826313648349680</id><published>2004-06-26T12:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T12:18:56.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>check out my new hair cut!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108826313648349680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108826313648349680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108826313648349680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108826313648349680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/check-out-my-new-hair-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108820971688429504</id><published>2004-06-25T21:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T21:28:36.883-03:00</updated><title type='text'>so who are you</title><summary type='text'>so I've been writing this blog for about 2 years now, when I first started this I had this crazy idea that girls would read this and see that everyone's life is miserable including mine here in SUNNY BRASIL... but that didn't happen since back then I only had male friends who use to read about me...and I used to know who they were but then I lost touch with them and I don't think they still read </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108820971688429504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108820971688429504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108820971688429504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108820971688429504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-who-are-you.html' title='so who are you'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108818878074889870</id><published>2004-06-25T15:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T22:05:02.966-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>does anybody care? I mean really?"It's been a bad day, please don't take a pictureIt's been a bad day. PleaseIt's been a bad day, please don't take a pictureIt's been a bad day. Please"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108818878074889870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108818878074889870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108818878074889870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108818878074889870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/does-anybody-care-i-mean-really-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108799715242245906</id><published>2004-06-23T10:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T10:25:52.423-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You </title><summary type='text'>I Miss You Hello there, the angel from my nightmarethe shadow in the background of the morguethe unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valleywe can live like Jack and Sally if we wantwhere you can always find mewe'll have Halloween on Christmasand in the night we'll wish this never endswe'll wish this never ends(I miss you, miss you)(I miss you, miss you)Where are you and I'm so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108799715242245906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108799715242245906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108799715242245906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108799715242245906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You '/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108756218602732937</id><published>2004-06-18T09:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T09:36:26.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAGOSTEA DIN TEI</title><summary type='text'>Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-huu Ma-ia-hoo Ma-ia-haa Alo, Salut, sunt eu, un haiduc, Si te rog, iubirea mea, primeste fericirea. Alo, alo, sunt eu Picasso, Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic, Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic. Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei. Chipul tau si dragostea din tei, Mi-amintesc de ochii tai. Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108756218602732937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108756218602732937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108756218602732937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108756218602732937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/dragostea-din-tei.html' title='DRAGOSTEA DIN TEI'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108755867804453579</id><published>2004-06-18T08:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T08:37:58.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A step away from a good internship</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went to my 1 year old cousin (2nd cousin actually, he is the son of my cousin) it was a great party and me, my sister and my cousin (juli) we had lots of fun with these crazy colorfull afro wigs (PINK,LIME YELLOW ANG GREEN) after the kids left we took over the playing area and had lots of fun... As I told my aunt I am a 12 year-old trapped in this body. Anyways as I was saying my dad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108755867804453579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108755867804453579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108755867804453579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108755867804453579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/step-away-from-good-internship.html' title='A step away from a good internship'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108747605946773339</id><published>2004-06-17T09:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T09:40:59.660-03:00</updated><title type='text'>where I was supposed to be                      </title><summary type='text'>Yesterday it hited me that if everything worked as it was supposed to and if me and my bf hadn't broke up right now I would be on my way to see him in the other side of the world... but since we didn't work out together or apart (for that matter) as well as we tought I am here still trying to figure out what to do during these two months... I guess I'll try to be as busy as possible with painting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108747605946773339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108747605946773339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108747605946773339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108747605946773339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/where-i-was-supposed-to-be.html' title='where I was supposed to be                      '/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108738847316108385</id><published>2004-06-16T09:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T09:21:13.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE</title><summary type='text'>finally I'm on vacation I did the last final yesterday and I'm hoping I don't have to redo any of them this semester well that's all for now, I'm gonna watch some dvd's and relax... he he he.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108738847316108385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108738847316108385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108738847316108385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108738847316108385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/free.html' title='FREE'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108706081989861143</id><published>2004-06-12T14:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T14:20:19.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this day</title><summary type='text'>Today is valentnies day in Brasil and I hate this day because I never have a bf to sepnd the day with and going out and even watching tv is just torture because eveything reminds me of it... I was actually going very well today because I didn't remeber that today was the 12 but then my maid brought it up URGH!!!!I HATE THE 12 OF JUNE always had...urgggghhhhhhhh. And I still have to study because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108706081989861143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108706081989861143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108706081989861143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108706081989861143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-hate-this-day.html' title='I hate this day'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108643814731147047</id><published>2004-06-05T09:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T09:29:21.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation soon enough...</title><summary type='text'>I had some great ideas for posts lately but my back is aching again and I can't stand sit for too long... and I do have to study to keep the good grades. But soon (the 15th of june) I'll be free on vacation since I don't think I'll be redoing any tests this semster, YAAAAAAAYYYY...Oh yeah and my sister is arriving tomorrow... isn't it great!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108643814731147047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108643814731147047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108643814731147047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108643814731147047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/vacation-soon-enough.html' title='Vacation soon enough...'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108609566969819352</id><published>2004-06-01T10:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T10:14:29.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALS</title><summary type='text'>My life is about to be hectic again since finals are about to beging, so I have two weeks of stress ahead of me and I don't like it, I don't like it at all... Lucky me that this semester my frist grades were pretty good in most of my classes so I don't have much to worry about... To bad I get stressed anyways...I hope you enjoy the two links with pictured I added in the photolog link you can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108609566969819352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108609566969819352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108609566969819352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108609566969819352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/06/finals.html' title='FINALS'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108524016467945504</id><published>2004-05-22T12:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T12:37:15.783-03:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week!</title><summary type='text'>This week I got sick because I was so stressed one paper and one presentation and my partner for the paper disapear and my group for te presentantion was a mess I'm just glad it's over, and all in all it was okay.I also had the strangest dream thursday I dream't that I had been devided into two and one part of me has turned into a guy (kinda like Adam and Eve) in reverse, anyways. And I was like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108524016467945504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108524016467945504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108524016467945504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108524016467945504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/05/what-week.html' title='what a week!'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108466857701381121</id><published>2004-05-15T21:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T21:49:37.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hold on</title><summary type='text'>Hold Onthanks to Tiff for submitting the lyricsThis world, this world is coldBut you don't, you don't have to goYou're feeling sad you're feeling lonelyAnd no one seems to careYour mother's gone and your father hits youThis pain you cannot bareBut we all bleed the same way as you doAnd we all have the same things to go thruHold on...if you feel like letting goHold on...it gets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108466857701381121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108466857701381121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108466857701381121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108466857701381121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/05/hold-on.html' title='hold on'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108456368005440437</id><published>2004-05-14T16:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T16:41:20.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'>soooooooooo damn tired</title><summary type='text'>I'm so tired latley and s fed up with classes that I have to rag my slef to uni and them from one class to another and once inside the classroom I have to control myslef not to throw myslef on the floor and simulate an attack in order to finish the class so I can LEAVE... Man eveything is just so boring I can't wait to be on vacation but then I remeber i'll be taking a winter class then so back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108456368005440437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108456368005440437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108456368005440437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108456368005440437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/05/soooooooooo-damn-tired.html' title='soooooooooo damn tired'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108406349492458934</id><published>2004-05-08T21:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T21:49:17.450-03:00</updated><title type='text'>photolog</title><summary type='text'>well nothing excited this week I finally done the last test yaaaaaayyy, not I'm not on vacation these were the first tests, so not so yaaaaaayyyy.I want to creat a photolog so you can see pictures of what going on here and with my life you know new paitings and intresting stuff, for me anyways LOL. The thing is I can't find a host that is taking subscriptions at the moment so if you know any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108406349492458934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108406349492458934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108406349492458934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108406349492458934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/05/photolog.html' title='photolog'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108345434105655924</id><published>2004-05-01T20:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T20:36:34.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a hazard to myslef</title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling so tired to be me, I wish I could take some vacation of myslef.... Maybe I'm just tired of school mainly is just so boring and endless studing for tests are just kiling me, I have been studing real hard for 4 weeks now and the tests are not over yet I still have another one this week but I can't look to books any longer, and to make things worse I hurt my right hand that should be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108345434105655924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108345434105655924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108345434105655924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108345434105655924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-hazard-to-myslef.html' title='I&apos;m a hazard to myslef'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108276352176041976</id><published>2004-04-23T20:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T21:50:51.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the dream</title><summary type='text'>I had strange dreams tonight with people I have never seen and some people I have met but were never friends with me and in this dreams we were like best friends, but the crazy parts were me and my sisters as children playing in the wating room of a hospital with other kids, and then me as I am now with my wrists cut and bleeding....BREAKAWAYFor too long she was feelingthat her love had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108276352176041976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108276352176041976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108276352176041976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108276352176041976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/dream.html' title='the dream'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108267541387062621</id><published>2004-04-22T20:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T20:40:33.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD</title><summary type='text'>This year havent been good so far.... so PLEASE GOD I JUST WANT IT TO BE OVER!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108267541387062621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108267541387062621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108267541387062621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108267541387062621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/god.html' title='GOD'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108233022839729558</id><published>2004-04-18T20:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T20:21:04.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'>about love</title><summary type='text'>WordsSmile an everlasting smile, a smile can bring you near to me.Don't ever let me find you gone, cause that would bring a tear to me.This world has lost its glory, let's start a brand new story now, my love.Right now, there'll be no other time and I can show you how, my love.Talk in everlasting words, and dedicate them all to me.And I will give you all my life, I'm here if you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108233022839729558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108233022839729558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108233022839729558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108233022839729558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/about-love.html' title='about love'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108228726887629941</id><published>2004-04-18T08:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T08:25:04.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'>STAY</title><summary type='text'>"Go--Don't you go Won't you stay with me one more day If we get through one more night If we get through one more night" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108228726887629941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108228726887629941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108228726887629941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108228726887629941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/stay.html' title='STAY'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108228497010359214</id><published>2004-04-18T07:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T07:46:45.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so confused about everything and I have 2 tests tuesday DAMIT!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108228497010359214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108228497010359214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108228497010359214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108228497010359214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-so-confused-about-everything-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108211251983143491</id><published>2004-04-16T07:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T07:52:32.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'>HA HA HA</title><summary type='text'>tomorrow I'll work, is not like a big things I just have to watch the kids at my old high school take the midterms but I like it cause it like REVANGE!!!! I get to  change them places and tell them to shut up just like people did to me when I was their age and I get to be mean to the girls and boys that think that they are soooooooo cool!!!!! he he he I LOVE IT!!!!!I'm not that mean I just like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108211251983143491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108211251983143491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108211251983143491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108211251983143491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/ha-ha-ha.html' title='HA HA HA'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108197710657004264</id><published>2004-04-14T18:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T18:15:37.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bla bla bla</title><summary type='text'>life is pretty slow these days apart from the studying of course, all my tests are coming at once and I hope I can handle them.... especially with this contruction in my street that is driving me crazy with the noise all day....URGHHHH... I read the material for the test for about two hours and then my head starts to ache, so I go watch tv or sleep, he he he....Anyways that's all for now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108197710657004264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108197710657004264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108197710657004264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108197710657004264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/bla-bla-bla.html' title='bla bla bla'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108170531337661179</id><published>2004-04-11T14:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T14:45:39.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY EASTER</title><summary type='text'>I'm not very inpired to write this days, I do have one thing to say check out The passion of the Christ, it's a good movies even for those who doesn't belive in him or God for that matter!!!! And bring a tissue with you many people left the movie theater crying specially those who are not familar with the "story".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108170531337661179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108170531337661179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108170531337661179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108170531337661179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/happy-easter.html' title='HAPPY EASTER'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108159075554274368</id><published>2004-04-10T06:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T06:56:38.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY NOW MAYBE LATER</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108159075554274368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108159075554274368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108159075554274368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108159075554274368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-have-nothing-to-say-now-maybe-later.html' title='I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY NOW MAYBE LATER'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108151192830176700</id><published>2004-04-09T08:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T09:04:38.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Intersting:If you can find something everyone agrees on, it's wrong.Mo UdallTelevision enables you to be entertained in your home by people you wouldn't have in your home.David FrostI guess I am insane:Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955) (attributed)And a little humor:My grandmother started walking five </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108151192830176700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108151192830176700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108151192830176700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108151192830176700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/intersting-if-you-can-find-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108141927949202558</id><published>2004-04-08T07:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T07:18:21.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'>OAB- BA</title><summary type='text'>yesterday I fiannly got my intern license yaaaaay, it was a very uncomfotable cerymony every one was melting, and it seemed to last forever at least form me since they were handle alphabetically and I am TIANA I was one of the last ones to get mine. My grandma and my mom went wih me and my friends who were there said I was mean to bring my grandma along to that torture LOL, but she enjoyed it... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108141927949202558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108141927949202558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108141927949202558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108141927949202558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/oab-ba.html' title='OAB- BA'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108141925236438843</id><published>2004-04-08T07:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T07:17:54.686-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Return To Innocence(Curly M.C.) Love - DevotionFeeling - EmotionDon't be afraid to be weakDon't be too proud to be strongJust look into your heart my friendThat will be the return to yourselfThe return to innocence.If you want, then start to laughIf you must, then start to cryBe yourself don't hideJust believe in destiny.Don't care what people sayJust follow your own wayDon't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108141925236438843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108141925236438843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108141925236438843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108141925236438843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/return-to-innocence-curly-m.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108128392708624922</id><published>2004-04-06T17:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T17:42:40.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'>; )</title><summary type='text'>When I'm good, I'm very, very good. When I'm bad, I'm better.Mae West (1892 - 1980)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108128392708624922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108128392708624922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108128392708624922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108128392708624922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/blog-post.html' title='; )'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108128020326475301</id><published>2004-04-06T16:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T16:40:23.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I need help</title><summary type='text'>I have three papares to write and I have no idea how to start, because I have no idea what they are about and how to write them!!!! Are there any brasilians lawyers available there??? nah I don't think so, man I miss my grandpa he would be I bug help now I'm completly lost!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108128020326475301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108128020326475301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108128020326475301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108128020326475301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-need-help.html' title='I need help'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108121051182348742</id><published>2004-04-05T21:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T21:18:51.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'>about character </title><summary type='text'>Men show their characters in nothing more clearly than in what they think laughable.Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one.James A. Froude (1818 - 1894)When the character of a man is not clear to you, look at his friends.Japanese Proverb</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108121051182348742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108121051182348742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108121051182348742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108121051182348742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/about-character.html' title='about character '/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108117945296873670</id><published>2004-04-05T12:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T12:41:11.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hey ya!</title><summary type='text'>heyyyy yaaa!!!!! I'm done with one test out of 6... I know it seems little but I only have another in two weeks so I do have a lot to study but it  is a realif and with a big hollyday ahead of me yeah!!!! SHAKE IT LIKE A POLARIOD A PICTURE!!!!! I think I did good int this one which is a good start, hey yaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108117945296873670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108117945296873670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108117945296873670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108117945296873670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/hey-ya.html' title='hey ya!'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3561745.post-108115753730954531</id><published>2004-04-05T06:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T06:35:55.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.Andre Gide (1869 - 1951)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/feeds/108115753730954531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3561745&amp;postID=108115753730954531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108115753730954531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3561745/posts/default/108115753730954531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brasiliangirl81.blogspot.com/2004/04/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>Tiana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13293635542634910481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
