<?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-1360686661610316760</id><updated>2011-12-01T20:36:42.454-03:00</updated><title type='text'>take a break</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-5366383763375870771</id><published>2011-02-03T18:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T18:06:25.135-03:00</updated><title type='text'>em breve.</title><content type='html'>esse espaço vai mudar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5366383763375870771?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5366383763375870771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-5905499971511269446</id><published>2011-01-30T19:34:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:51:48.752-03:00</updated><title type='text'>receita da semana - parte II</title><content type='html'>pra um jantarzinho durante a semana é uma ótima idéia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tortinhas crocantes com ovos e bacon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*como não to podendo exagerar nas coisas gordas, eu troquei o bacon por peito de peru defumado e ficou ótimo.&lt;br /&gt;e também usei todos os ingredientes light. pelo menos a consciência fica menos pesada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 porções&lt;br /&gt;preparo: 10 minutos&lt;br /&gt;cozimento: 35 minutos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azeite para untar&lt;br /&gt;16 fatias de pão de forma [usei pão light]&lt;br /&gt;75g de manteiga em temperatura ambiente&lt;br /&gt;150g de bacon picado [usei peito de peru defumado]&lt;br /&gt;2 ovos&lt;br /&gt;125ml de creme de leite [também usei light]&lt;br /&gt;2 colheres [sopa] de parmesão ralado na hora&lt;br /&gt;4 tomates-cereja&lt;br /&gt;sal e pimenta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unte 4 forminhas de empada [ou muffins]. tire as cascas do pão e descarte. achate as fatias com um rolo de macarrão e cubra-as com manteiga. em cada forminha, coloque 4 fatias em diagonal para formar a base. pressione-as cuidadosamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asse em forno preaquecido a 200C por 12-15 minutos, até ficarem douradas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enquanto isso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se escolher pelo bacon, aqueça bem uma frigideira seca, coloque o bacon e frite por 2-3 minutos, até ficar crocante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se escolher pelo peito de peru defumado, basta apenas cortar as fatias em pedaços pequenos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bata os ovos, creme de leite, o parmesão, sal e pimenta em uma tijela e separe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois que passar os 12-15 minutos, retire as forminhas para colocar o recheio, mas deixe o forno ligado. coloque o bacon/peito de peru sobre as fatias de pão e complete com o creme que está na tijela. e para terminar, coloque um tomate cereja por cima e asse novamente por mais 15 minutos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TUXrvsaRXTI/AAAAAAAAEPE/0TLl1rkbSz8/s1600/DSC01779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TUXrvsaRXTI/AAAAAAAAEPE/0TLl1rkbSz8/s320/DSC01779.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568115718921215282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TUXr2bMtcRI/AAAAAAAAEPM/tM5700U0pe4/s1600/DSC01781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 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tentando cumprir minha meta de fazer uma receita por semana. deveria ter feito uma receita no final da semana passada, mas terminou que não deu. então essa semana farei duas. a primeira delas fiz ontem, um jantarzinho. rápido e fácil de fazer e o resultado foi muito bom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ainda tivemos ótimas companhias: dida, gabis e benjamim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a receita foi a seguinte: pacotinhos de frango mediterrâneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 porções&lt;br /&gt;preparo: 5 minutos&lt;br /&gt;cozimento: 15 minutos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 filés de peitos de frango [tempere com sal e pimenta do reino]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coloque numa tijela:&lt;br /&gt;2 tomates picados&lt;br /&gt;50g de azeitonas pretas picadas&lt;br /&gt;2 colheres [sopa] de alcaparras&lt;br /&gt;2 colheres [chá] de orégano&lt;br /&gt;uma boa quantidade de azeite extravirgem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corte 4 quadrados de papel-alumínio de 30 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;montar os pacotinhos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coloca um fio de azeite no centro do papel e coloca o filé de frango em cima.&lt;br /&gt;em cima do frango coloque uma quantidade da mistura que está na tijela e feche o pacotinho.&lt;br /&gt;coloque os pacotinhos de frango numa assadeira e coloque no forno preaquecido a 200 C por 15 minutos.&lt;br /&gt;[como o forno da minha casa não é excelente, eu deixei no forno por 20 minutos]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois é só servir os pacotinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu fiz arroz basmati para acompanhar, mas até com pão francês de acompanhamento fica bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TT7jX89cktI/AAAAAAAAEOM/ROgSLNbK46o/s1600/pacotinho%2Bde%2Bfrango.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TT7jX89cktI/AAAAAAAAEOM/ROgSLNbK46o/s320/pacotinho%2Bde%2Bfrango.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566136190116860626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e agora a visita mais gostosa de todas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TT7jI8HI9UI/AAAAAAAAEOE/EkTxBf_c1yY/s1600/foto%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TT7jI8HI9UI/AAAAAAAAEOE/EkTxBf_c1yY/s320/foto%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566135932191044930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5773251705275051365?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5773251705275051365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4604208148243756444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2011/01/meu-sonho-de-consumo.html' title='meu sonho de consumo.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TTgQ4Sv1YyI/AAAAAAAAEN0/DMpln-uLXhE/s72-c/kitchen-recreated-for-julie-and-julia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-417636006967243522</id><published>2011-01-14T09:32:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T15:05:47.097-03:00</updated><title type='text'>áries.</title><content type='html'>hoje resolvi ler mais sobre meu signo. e o resultado foi esse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pessoa nascida com o sol em áries gosta de ser a primeira em tudo. tende a passar do pensamento à ação de forma imediata. é espontâneo, "feito de uma só peça", vive no presente e sente que tudo o que acontece em torno de si lhe diz respeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valente, corajoso, intrépido. raramente se desencoraja quando se trata de iniciar alguma atividade. de espírito empreendedor, tende a ser autoritário, a assumir "a cabeça das situações". sem mesmo se dar conta, o ariano já se faz líder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é acusado de ter um temperamento forte, e tem. mas é incapaz de conservar ressentimentos. simplesmente esquece. a paciência com detalhes não é seu ponto forte. costuma ir direto ao assunto, não gostando de rodeios [às vezes até um pouco demais]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busca sempre progredir, tomar iniciativas. tem determinação, atividade e ambição. sabe revelar de sensibilidade e franqueza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;direto, impaciente e apressado. posição de guiar, comandar, ter liberdade, tomar decisões, indicar métodos de ação. sem diplomacia. iniciador, nem sempre vê seus projetos chegarem ao fim, mas não desiste. executivo, mecânico, energia física. uma frase típicamente ariana é: "se é para ser que o seja já".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otimista, esforçado, intenso quando interessado, passional se excitado. destemido, ressentido, vai a extremos de indignação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suscetível à dor de cabeça e problemas renais. não gosta de se medicar, nem de esperar, quer resultado imediato. atitude ansiosa. se direcionar bem suas energias poderá conseguir seus objetivos rapidamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;os arianos são comunicativos e curiosos. costumam ter mente bastante aberta e de poucos preconceitos. eles adoram amizades diferentes, e se verem rodeados de pessoas criativas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de uma natureza fogosa, os arianos se apaixonam intensamente. têm ideais elevados nos assuntos do amor o que às vezes torna difícil sua satisfação. são honestos e espontâneos em suas emoções. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedutores, a conquista é como um jogo onde gostam de atos heróicos e de intensa expressão emocional. no amor se entregam por completo, confiantes, com uma certa pureza infantil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ariano necessita dividir sua vida com alguém, se sentir admirado. e busca por um relacionamento harmonico e equilibrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentem-se atraídos por pessoas de beleza, de elegância, ou que tenha sensibilidade artística.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é isso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-417636006967243522?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/417636006967243522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=417636006967243522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/417636006967243522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/417636006967243522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2011/01/aries.html' title='áries.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-2956142287594030567</id><published>2011-01-11T21:25:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:17:13.218-03:00</updated><title type='text'>de volta à cozinha.</title><content type='html'>a volta foi de leve, pra ver se eu ainda tava sabendo fazer alguma coisa gostosa. comida simples, fácil de fazer e deliciosa. um ótimo jantar, pra depois da malhação. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois é, também to de volta aos exercícios. que também comecei de leve, depois de tanto tempo parada. 40 minutinhos de esteira e alguns abdominais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e espero que o ritmo vá aumentado, tanto na ginástica como na cozinha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o jantarzinho de hoje foi bruschetta [inspirada no filme julie &amp; julia]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pra quem se interessar, ai vai a receita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corte os tomates em cubinhos [eu usei tomate cereja], e coloque numa tigela.&lt;br /&gt;tempere com sal, pimenta do reino, acrescente o manjericão e coloque um pouco de azeite. &lt;br /&gt;deixe marinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enquanto isso corte o pão em fatias [pão italiano é uma boa opção]&lt;br /&gt;coloque azeite numa frigideira, deixe esquentar e frite o pão no azeite.&lt;br /&gt;deixe o interior do pão dourar e ficar um pouquinho áspero.&lt;br /&gt;pegue um dente de alho e esfregue no interior do pão.&lt;br /&gt;como está um pouco áspero, é como se o pão ralasse o alho. [dá pra entender?! :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois é distribuir os cubinhos de tomate, já marinados, em cima de cada rodela.&lt;br /&gt;e se deliciar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TSz8knSfoVI/AAAAAAAAEM4/tPmYoGTqW6k/s1600/bruschetta%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TSz8knSfoVI/AAAAAAAAEM4/tPmYoGTqW6k/s320/bruschetta%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561097345847763282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TSz-32w2lVI/AAAAAAAAENQ/HCShW8PQl0M/s1600/bruschetta%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TSz-32w2lVI/AAAAAAAAENQ/HCShW8PQl0M/s320/bruschetta%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561099875442398546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TSz89a5MFhI/AAAAAAAAENI/Ic1vlYw3b0U/s1600/bruschetta%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TSz89a5MFhI/AAAAAAAAENI/Ic1vlYw3b0U/s320/bruschetta%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561097772017128978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-2956142287594030567?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2956142287594030567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-7492606738079738259</id><published>2011-01-07T10:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T10:38:32.023-03:00</updated><title type='text'>saudade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TScVrhpcAjI/AAAAAAAAELw/weA6W0XRIq4/s1600/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TScVrhpcAjI/AAAAAAAAELw/weA6W0XRIq4/s320/126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559436102522896946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TScVxi7DO-I/AAAAAAAAEL4/9oDAoonI3i0/s1600/DSC06606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TScVxi7DO-I/AAAAAAAAEL4/9oDAoonI3i0/s320/DSC06606.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559436205944421346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TScXR1CP0ZI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/a8v_LxiU1VM/s1600/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TScXR1CP0ZI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/a8v_LxiU1VM/s320/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559437860073886098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7492606738079738259?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7492606738079738259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7492606738079738259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-2509362983948714205</id><published>2011-01-04T14:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:27:52.328-03:00</updated><title type='text'>o ano está começando,</title><content type='html'>e junto com ele as esperanças e os sonhos vão se renovando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu, particularmente, adoro essa sensação de renovação. é o começo de um novo ciclo. a esperança de realizar os velhos planos, que não conseguimos concluir no ano que passou. são os sonhos e a empolgação de realizar os novos planos e as novas metas que acabam de surgir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é jogar fora tudo que não será mais útil nesse novo ano. é deixar pra traz todas as mazelas e só começar a pensar em todas as coisas boas que ganharemos e conquistaremos nessa nova etapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mãos a obra e vamos a luta.&lt;br /&gt;e que seus sonhos sejam realizados, assim como espero realizar os meus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um feliz ano todo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-2509362983948714205?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2509362983948714205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=2509362983948714205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2509362983948714205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2509362983948714205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-ano-esta-comecando.html' title='o ano está começando,'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-4975735975764661610</id><published>2010-12-30T15:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T15:49:01.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'>fala, mafalda!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TRzUFqgelnI/AAAAAAAAELY/Mn-pZNb8CVI/s1600/mafalda_19.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TRzUFqgelnI/AAAAAAAAELY/Mn-pZNb8CVI/s320/mafalda_19.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556549234043295346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feliz 2011, meu povo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-4975735975764661610?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4975735975764661610/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=4975735975764661610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4975735975764661610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4975735975764661610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/12/fala-mafalda.html' title='fala, mafalda!'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TRzUFqgelnI/AAAAAAAAELY/Mn-pZNb8CVI/s72-c/mafalda_19.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-2765939296664303731</id><published>2010-12-29T13:17:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T13:25:03.888-03:00</updated><title type='text'>#leofest</title><content type='html'>sem dúvidas, depois do carnaval, claro, o leofest é a festa mais divertida e aguardada do ano. eu, por motivo de viagens, levei falta nos dois últimos anos. mas estou de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natal, aniversário, amigos, música, alegria, sorrisos, o nascer do sol, piscina e cachaça. muita cachaça!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma festa que assim que acaba, nós já queremos mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o único problema do leofest é só ter uma vez no ano. mas vai ver que esse é um dos motivos que tornam a festa tão especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo, bella e agregados sempre estão de parabéns pela organização do evento. que, por sinal, está ficando cada vez melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vida longa ao leofest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fotos do leofest 2010 aqui: http://www.moidsch.com/pics/leofest/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-2765939296664303731?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2765939296664303731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=2765939296664303731&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2765939296664303731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2765939296664303731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/12/leofest.html' title='#leofest'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-7593804775991459525</id><published>2010-12-21T10:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:16:51.088-03:00</updated><title type='text'>pra uma amiga especial.</title><content type='html'>maria, maria&lt;br /&gt;é um dom, uma certa magia&lt;br /&gt;uma força que nos alerta&lt;br /&gt;uma mulher que merece&lt;br /&gt;viver e amar&lt;br /&gt;como outra qualquer&lt;br /&gt;do planeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maria, maria&lt;br /&gt;é o som, é a cor, é o suor&lt;br /&gt;é a dose mais forte e lenta&lt;br /&gt;de uma gente que rí&lt;br /&gt;quando deve chorar&lt;br /&gt;e não vive, apenas aguenta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas é preciso ter força&lt;br /&gt;é preciso ter raça&lt;br /&gt;é preciso ter gana sempre&lt;br /&gt;quem traz no corpo a marca&lt;br /&gt;maria, maria&lt;br /&gt;mistura a dor e a alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas é preciso ter manha&lt;br /&gt;é preciso ter graça&lt;br /&gt;é preciso ter sonho sempre&lt;br /&gt;quem traz na pele essa marca&lt;br /&gt;possui a estranha mania&lt;br /&gt;de ter fé na vida....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas é preciso ter força&lt;br /&gt;é preciso ter raça&lt;br /&gt;é preciso ter gana sempre&lt;br /&gt;quem traz no corpo a marca&lt;br /&gt;maria, maria&lt;br /&gt;mistura a dor e a alegria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas é preciso ter manha&lt;br /&gt;é preciso ter graça&lt;br /&gt;é preciso ter sonho sempre&lt;br /&gt;quem traz na pele essa marca&lt;br /&gt;possui a estranha mania&lt;br /&gt;de ter fé na vida....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7593804775991459525?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7593804775991459525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7593804775991459525&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7593804775991459525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7593804775991459525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/12/pra-uma-pessoa-especial.html' title='pra uma amiga especial.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-4920420766344277140</id><published>2010-12-13T11:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T12:10:02.425-03:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas simples, mas que fazem falta.</title><content type='html'>assistir greys, todas juntas no sofá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ir no guaiamum semanal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poder ir pra todas as confrarias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;das conversas no gtalk de todo dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um piano, letras na tv e um monte de gente cantando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o neno, o real e o central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elas e eles na hora que quiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é um momento saudosista. já já melhora.&lt;br /&gt;fim de ano tem essas coisas né?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-4920420766344277140?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4920420766344277140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=4920420766344277140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4920420766344277140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4920420766344277140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/12/coisas-simples-mas-que-fazem-falta.html' title='coisas simples, mas que fazem falta.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-4015129587818489581</id><published>2010-12-07T14:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T15:10:11.311-03:00</updated><title type='text'>espírito de papai noel.</title><content type='html'>o final do ano ta chegando, o natal se aproximando, e meu espírito de "papai noel" só vai aumentando. sou daquelas que tem vontade de presentear a todos. a família e todos os amigos. fico pensando o que eu daria para cada um. gosto demais de presentear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas infelizmente, ainda não tenho poder aquisitivo suficiente pra isso. mas presentearei desejando muita saúde e felicidade para todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e depois de dois anos passando natal e reveillon fora do brasil, tudo que mais quero é comemorar essas datas em recife, junto da família e dos amigos. me aguardem, que já já eu chego. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-4015129587818489581?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4015129587818489581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=4015129587818489581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4015129587818489581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4015129587818489581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/12/espirito-de-papai-noel.html' title='espírito de papai noel.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-8895395687629385919</id><published>2010-11-24T09:30:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T09:52:30.597-03:00</updated><title type='text'>meu pai: um fã dos beatles e suas histórias.</title><content type='html'>acho que todos que convivem comigo e com meu pai sabem o quanto ele é fã dos beatles. e o quanto eu e meus irmãos também nos tornamos fãs devido a influência musical dele. ele ainda conseguiu viver um pouco do "momento beatles" em tempo real, nós não. mas nada que o bom e velho paul não consiga fazer com que a gente sinta um pouquinho que seja dessa emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas pra mim, a melhor história do meu pai, foi quando ele, ainda adolescente, saiu de casa com o dinheiro contato para fazer a inscrição de uma prova pra concorrer a uma vaga de intercâmbio. só que no meio do caminho ele passa numa loja de disco e está lá o 12º álbum dos beatles, o abbey road, bem na vitrine. o brilho do disco foi muito maior, e sem nem pensar duas vezes, ele entrou na loja e comprou o disco com o dinheiro que deveria fazer a inscrição da prova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voltou pra casa numa felicidade só. e quando minha avó disse que depois disso ele não tinha maturidade para morar um tempo fora, ele nem ligou. disse que não se arrepende, que perdeu de aprender a falar inglês, mas que ele foi mais feliz com o disco. e que hoje ele tem três filhos que também adoram os beatles e ainda falam inglês. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-6181181917184649766</id><published>2010-11-17T11:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T11:36:48.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'>paul mccartney, lá vamos nós.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TOPoet5KKBI/AAAAAAAAEKE/UD4wlDj49Q8/s1600/ingresso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TOPoet5KKBI/AAAAAAAAEKE/UD4wlDj49Q8/s320/ingresso.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540527581008898066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TOPoet5KKBI/AAAAAAAAEKE/UD4wlDj49Q8/s72-c/ingresso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-4541824088759090624</id><published>2010-11-16T10:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T10:51:57.794-03:00</updated><title type='text'>escolhas.</title><content type='html'>a vida é feita de escolhas. e acredito que quando as coisas são feitas por obrigação, nunca vão ter a mesma leveza de quando são feitas com gosto, com vontade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a escolha que eu fiz foi tentar estar sempre perto dos que são importante para minha vida, sabendo respeitar os limites de cada um, claro. acho importante me fazer presente, e mostrar o quanto os outros também são especiais. pra mim é fácil passar por cima de uma preguiça, de um mau humor, de um cansaço, de uma ressaca, pra ter a recompensa de receber um sorriso em troca. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu sou assim. gosto de sempre ter notícias das pessoas, saber como andam suas vidas, suas novidades. e muitas vezes fico achando que todos são iguais a mim. mas qual seria a graça do mundo se todos fossem iguais né?! e assim eu vou conhecendo cada vez mais os que estão ao meu lado e vou tentando entender a forma como cada um se comporta. o jeito que cada um tem de demonstrar o carinho pelo outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e acredito que os que sempre estiveram e que continuarão ao meu lado, é porque gostam do meu jeito. por isso que continuarei sendo como sempre fui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-4541824088759090624?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4541824088759090624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=4541824088759090624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4541824088759090624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4541824088759090624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/11/escolhas.html' title='escolhas.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-7300026346040592278</id><published>2010-11-09T09:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T09:45:34.298-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e as programações continuam...</title><content type='html'>em outubro, no mês de estreia em são paulo, foi a vez de conhecer o festival SWU. muito bom por sinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em novembro a programação está mais pesada. começou com o show do black eyed peas, dia 04/11. e na próxima semana ainda tem mais dois shows: stereophonics, no dia 18/11e pra fechar a programação de novembro com chave de ouro, paul mccartney, dia 21/11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fora todas essas festas grandes, ainda tem as festinhas menores, que não param. e que são tão divertidas quanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ficamos sabendo que vai ter U2 em abril, e com muse abrindo o show. perfeito né?! só que eu achava que as programações iam dar um tempo do final de novembro até abril, mais ou menos. um tempinho pra gente ajustar o nosso bolso, depois de tanto gasto com festas. doce ilusão. em janeiro já vem amy winehouse por aqui. ai ai ai meu dinheirinho. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o jeito é fazer um "caixa 2" só pra esses eventos. ou até melhor, voltar a ser estudante. nada melhor do que pagar meia entrada em tudo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vâmo, que vâmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7300026346040592278?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7300026346040592278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7300026346040592278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7300026346040592278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7300026346040592278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-as-programacoes-continuam.html' title='e as programações continuam...'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-9045745362156357926</id><published>2010-11-01T12:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T12:06:04.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hoje é um dia especial,</title><content type='html'>porque hoje é aniversário de uma pessoa especial. a minha mãe!&lt;br /&gt;mãe, parabéns! continue sendo essa mulher maravilhosa que você é.&lt;br /&gt;te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TM7XTOQOVzI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/vM9mM91ICDA/s1600/mae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TM7XTOQOVzI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/vM9mM91ICDA/s320/mae.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534597717328549682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-9045745362156357926?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/9045745362156357926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=9045745362156357926&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/9045745362156357926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/9045745362156357926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoje-e-um-dia-especial.html' title='hoje é um dia especial,'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TM7XTOQOVzI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/vM9mM91ICDA/s72-c/mae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-5582347635093739464</id><published>2010-10-29T16:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T16:02:42.089-03:00</updated><title type='text'>it´s friday.</title><content type='html'>desejei tanto que chegasse sexta feira.&lt;br /&gt;finalmente chegou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semana puxada. muito puxada, pra ser mais sincera.&lt;br /&gt;e agora 4 dias livres, bem merecidos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5582347635093739464?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5582347635093739464/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=5582347635093739464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5582347635093739464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5582347635093739464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-friday.html' title='it´s friday.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-3779486599472691854</id><published>2010-10-26T14:27:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T20:39:16.915-03:00</updated><title type='text'>life is too short</title><content type='html'>to wake up in the morning with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, love the people who treat you right,&lt;br /&gt;forgive about the ones who don´t&lt;br /&gt;and believe that everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you get a chance, take it.&lt;br /&gt;and if it change your life, let it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-3779486599472691854?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3779486599472691854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=3779486599472691854&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3779486599472691854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3779486599472691854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-is-too-short.html' title='life is too short'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-1467956781466500561</id><published>2010-10-15T12:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T13:31:15.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>mais um encontro marcado.</title><content type='html'>com ele, paul mccartney!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois de uma madrugada tensa, entre a compra dos ingressos e confirmação da compra, hoje o tão esperado email chegou com a seguinte frase: pedido de compra de ingressos aprovado. para o alívio geral da turma e familiares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o primeiro encontro já aconteceu, na holanda. o segundo será aqui, na minha atual cidade, bem pertinho de casa. 21 de novembro são paulo vai tremer e nós estaremos la no morumbi para ver tudo de perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLiBsl0iHaI/AAAAAAAADqw/cB5g7jvxpIw/s1600/Paul%2BMcCartney%2BUp%2BAnd%2BComing%2BTour%2Bpaulmccartney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLiBsl0iHaI/AAAAAAAADqw/cB5g7jvxpIw/s320/Paul%2BMcCartney%2BUp%2BAnd%2BComing%2BTour%2Bpaulmccartney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528311145663962530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-1467956781466500561?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1467956781466500561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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até abrir caixa de óculos eles abriram. depois mais uma fila pra ser revistado pela polícia e enfim, entramos no local. mais uma fila pra comprar fichas de bedida e comida e outra pra pegar uma pulserinha "+18", porque só com essa pulseira podíamos tomar cerveja. pronto, livres das filas. agora era só curtir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o primeiro show foi do volver. muito massa, o show. não fiquei até o finalzinho, porque queria ver o show do teatro mágico. então corremos pro palco principal e ainda assistimos um bom pedaço do show deles. depois era a vez de jota quest, então aproveitamos esse momento para ir na praça de alimentação. afinal ninguém merece jota quest. depois foi a vez de capital inicial. achei fraquíssimo o show deles. na seqüência foi a vez do show do sublime with rome. e depois o tão esperado show de regina spektor. o show dela foi muito muito bom. amei. depois foi a vez do joss stone, mas não vimos esse show. foi a vez de mais uma parada pela praça de alimentação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois de alimentadas foi a vez de decidir entre os show de dave matthews band e otto. mas o sangue pernambucano falou mais alto e fui pro show de otto. nos dividimos. duas pra ver otto e três foram ver dave matthews. confesso que fiquei de cara com o show de otto. muito bom. muito melhor do que eu esperava. perdi bastante o preconceito que tinha com ele. vou até baixar o cd novo dele. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pra finalizar foi o show de kings of leon. mas confesso que eu já estava pedindo pelo amor de deus pra acabar. meu corpo doía do frio que estava fazendo naquele lugar e juntando com o cansaço físico, lascou. mas enfim, esperamos a última banda acabar e fomos pro carro. chegamos no estacionamento 1h da manhã. dormimos até às 3h dentro do carro, esperando o engarrafamento diminuir. mas mesmo assim só conseguimos chegar em casa quase 6h da manhã. cheguei moída de cansada. mas valeu muito. o festival foi massa! e que venham os próximos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLOFZqCA8nI/AAAAAAAADpA/4QPu3MSFmqo/s1600/69038_1308679575522_1786568829_640835_3079011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLOFZqCA8nI/AAAAAAAADpA/4QPu3MSFmqo/s320/69038_1308679575522_1786568829_640835_3079011_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526907843539694194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLOHQOeUHQI/AAAAAAAADqY/0Qhd7GxXxv0/s1600/69798_1308678415493_1786568829_640825_1541498_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLOHQOeUHQI/AAAAAAAADqY/0Qhd7GxXxv0/s320/69798_1308678415493_1786568829_640825_1541498_n.jpg" border="0" 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLOGOj2nkxI/AAAAAAAADpo/UVSq-aeRgvg/s1600/volver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLOGOj2nkxI/AAAAAAAADpo/UVSq-aeRgvg/s320/volver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526908752414348050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLOGacvuX_I/AAAAAAAADpw/bM-2C5UzCkQ/s1600/68456_1308686615698_1786568829_640874_6290729_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TLOGacvuX_I/AAAAAAAADpw/bM-2C5UzCkQ/s320/68456_1308686615698_1786568829_640874_6290729_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526908956664815602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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/&gt;"nunca mais volto a usar salto alto na vida".  &lt;br /&gt;salto alto é elegante, e em algumas ocasiões é uma ótima pedida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"vixe, nunca mais vou ficar com esse menino(a)". mentira!&lt;br /&gt;todo mundo já passou por isso. nem precisa de explicações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"não gosto de vinho. acho que nunca vou gostar" &lt;br /&gt;só é morar num país frio que a gente passa a gostar num instante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eca, que negócio amargo, nunca vou conseguir tomar cerveja". &lt;br /&gt;só digo uma coisa, pros que não gostaram de primeira, insistam. vocês vão passar a amá-la tanto quanto eu. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e a mentira mais recente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tá doido, nunca vou morar em são paulo. sou muito mais o rio" &lt;br /&gt;só agora eu entendo porque tanta gente ama essa cidade. uma cidade viva 24h por dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-937795185832140471</id><published>2010-09-20T22:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T22:35:13.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'>em são paulo,</title><content type='html'>começando um nova etapa da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;feliz, empolgada e cheia de expectativas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que seja daqui pra melhor. sempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-937795185832140471?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/937795185832140471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=937795185832140471&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/937795185832140471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/937795185832140471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/09/em-sao-paulo.html' title='em são paulo,'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-6520920655566412127</id><published>2010-08-23T21:16:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:27:00.294-03:00</updated><title type='text'>de volta ao brasil.</title><content type='html'>porque é muito bom ter uma experiência de vida no exterior, mas é melhor ainda voltar pro país que a gente tanto ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muitas mudanças em pouquíssimo tempo. três [T-R-Ê-S] dias pra empacotar tudo e pegar o avião de voltar pra recife. chegar num sábado, de surpresa, e dar um susto em todos os seus amigos. mas nada melhor do que ver o sorriso no rosto de cada um e ganhar um abraço apertado de saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agora, 3 semanas pra aproveitar meu querido recife. curtir muito tudo e todos. e depois seguir para são paulo, pra mais uma experiência profissional e pessoal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vamos em frente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-6520920655566412127?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6520920655566412127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=6520920655566412127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6520920655566412127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6520920655566412127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/08/de-volta-ao-brasil.html' title='de volta ao brasil.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-3630657239381563539</id><published>2010-08-18T18:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T18:10:04.202-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e vai começar...</title><content type='html'>mais uma nova etapa na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;ansiosa, curiosa e um pouco nervosa.&lt;br /&gt;vamos em frente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-3630657239381563539?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3630657239381563539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=3630657239381563539&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3630657239381563539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3630657239381563539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-vai-comecar.html' title='e vai começar...'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-859120532225370932</id><published>2010-08-10T09:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T09:34:02.304-03:00</updated><title type='text'>cabeça cansada.</title><content type='html'>pois é, pensar cansa. e muito. e nesses últimos dias a minha cabeça tá uma máquina de pensamentos. de todas as formas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pensamentos seguros, inseguros, reais, irreais, opostos, bons, ruins, pessoais e profissionais. pensamentos em forma de sonhos e pesadelos. pensamentos, muitos deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pensamentos que caminham para decisões que precisarão ser tomadas. decisões que nunca sabemos se estamos indo pro caminho certo ou errado. se estamos nos precipitanto ou se esta no momento certo. e como saber antes de decidir? não tem. a única maneira é arriscar e tentar tirar o melhor proveito disso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-859120532225370932?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/859120532225370932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=859120532225370932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/859120532225370932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/859120532225370932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/08/cabeca-cansada.html' title='cabeça cansada.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-6522342346461503799</id><published>2010-07-25T17:51:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T18:30:49.081-03:00</updated><title type='text'>um final de semana diferente.</title><content type='html'>tudo começou com um pedido de uma amiga para acompanhá-la até a cidade da irmã, para pegar um vestido para usar num casamento. por que não, né?! claro que eu vou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saimos de rotterdam no sábado com destino à ede [uma villa no norte da holanda], que fica há 1h30min de rotterdam. no meio do caminho resolvemos parar em apeldoorn, onde fica o palácio da rainha. ela como uma boa guia, me ensinou toda a história da holanda. agora eu já sei até o nome da tataravó da atual rainha beatriz, e inclusive o nome do futuro rei e depois da futura rainha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TEym1pVLj6I/AAAAAAAADac/KANpm9e09Ak/s1600/het-loo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TEym1pVLj6I/AAAAAAAADac/KANpm9e09Ak/s320/het-loo-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497952685670502306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois, seguimos para ede. como a dona da casa está de férias na russia, resolvemos dormir por la mesmo. fomos ao centro conhecer a cidade, tomar uma cerveja, jantar e fofocar um pouquinho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já no domingo de manhã fomos para de hoge veluwe. uma reserva florestal de deixar qualquer de boca aberta com a beleza do lugar. lá eles disponibilizam bicicleta para os visitante. pegamos as nossas e lá fomos nós pro meio da floresta. pedalamos 20k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TEypn7_wYTI/AAAAAAAADa0/XL_s2F3RBk4/s1600/floresta.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TEypn7_wYTI/AAAAAAAADa0/XL_s2F3RBk4/s320/floresta.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497955748697628978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TEyo0u2JgSI/AAAAAAAADas/tA4k8Crx5mc/s1600/WhiteBikesVeluwe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TEyo0u2JgSI/AAAAAAAADas/tA4k8Crx5mc/s320/WhiteBikesVeluwe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497954868994343202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois de encher os olhos de tanta paisagem bonita e de ficar com as pernas bambas de tanto pedalar, minha amiga vira pra mim e pergunta: topa terminar o domingo tomando uma cerveja na alemanha? e lá fomos nós, com destino a oberhausen, uma cidade da alemanha que fica na fronteira com a holanda. cerveja e fofoca. depois 2h de estrada, com direito a uma paradinha na mc donalds e casa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e pra terminar, ainda recebi um telefonema de três amigas lindas e especiais. dida, ceci e lara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceci, a única que tive a oportunidade de ver desde que cheguei aqui, mas que já to morrendo de saudades. te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;larica, queria muito ter ido pra tua festinha hoje e mais ainda ir pro teu casório. mas tu sabe que meu coração ta ai do lado de vocês. te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dida, tu chora de um lado e eu choro do outro. por mais que a gente se fale todos os dias, não diminui a saudade e o vazio que sinto sem ter tu do meu lado, pertinho. te amo muito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-6522342346461503799?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6522342346461503799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=6522342346461503799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6522342346461503799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6522342346461503799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-final-de-semana-diferente.html' title='um final de semana diferente.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TEym1pVLj6I/AAAAAAAADac/KANpm9e09Ak/s72-c/het-loo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-3152622334363612925</id><published>2010-07-14T05:09:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T05:28:19.041-03:00</updated><title type='text'>mude!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TD10TAuzWaI/AAAAAAAADTs/rV8-hH5z6JQ/s1600/Mude-sua-vida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TD10TAuzWaI/AAAAAAAADTs/rV8-hH5z6JQ/s320/Mude-sua-vida.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493674990424512930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mude. isto tem o poder de enobrecer, curar, estimular, supreender, abrir novas portas, trazer experiência nova e criar excitação na vida. certamente vale o risco."&lt;br /&gt;[leo buscaglia]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu assino embaixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mude, nem que seja a cor do seu esmalte, o corte de cabelo, a foto do seu twitter, ou o fundo de tela do seu computador. se renove! faz bem, eu garanto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-3152622334363612925?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3152622334363612925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=3152622334363612925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3152622334363612925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3152622334363612925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/mude.html' title='mude!'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TD10TAuzWaI/AAAAAAAADTs/rV8-hH5z6JQ/s72-c/Mude-sua-vida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-9008894819306816327</id><published>2010-07-12T04:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T04:42:02.446-03:00</updated><title type='text'>uma mistura perfeita.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TDrHP96n9bI/AAAAAAAADTA/XodsnMB7Da8/s1600/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TDrHP96n9bI/AAAAAAAADTA/XodsnMB7Da8/s320/121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492921772664157618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-9008894819306816327?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TDrHP96n9bI/AAAAAAAADTA/XodsnMB7Da8/s72-c/121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-7818061344811411970</id><published>2010-07-07T05:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T05:32:26.168-03:00</updated><title type='text'>oranje naar finale van WK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TDQ5v3evQ9I/AAAAAAAADPo/yGBokXiuomE/s1600/get.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TDQ5v3evQ9I/AAAAAAAADPo/yGBokXiuomE/s320/get.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491077340180988882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time for holland.&lt;br /&gt;just do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7818061344811411970?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7818061344811411970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7818061344811411970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7818061344811411970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7818061344811411970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/oranje-naar-finale-van-wk.html' title='oranje naar finale van WK.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TDQ5v3evQ9I/AAAAAAAADPo/yGBokXiuomE/s72-c/get.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-6854542480184948077</id><published>2010-07-04T18:13:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:29:14.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'>scheveningen beach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TDD7zROmlXI/AAAAAAAADPg/c2MfdwdPliM/s1600/1376618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TDD7zROmlXI/AAAAAAAADPg/c2MfdwdPliM/s320/1376618.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490164803981186418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje foi dia de praia. aproveitar o sol e o calor que resolveu, finalmente, dar o ar das graças pelas bandas de cá. eu já tinha ido algumas vezes nessa cidade, mas não pra aproveitar a praia. hoje foi a primeira vez. a cidade fica bem pertinho de rotterdam. pega um trem e um tram e em 40 minutos no máximo se chega na praia. tava com saudade de botar o biquíni, pisar na areia e sentir o sol. entrar no mar é coisa para corajosos, mas muito corajosos mesmo. também é engraçado ver a "secura" dos holandeses por sol, mas totalmente compreensível. afinal, só temos 2 meses de verão aqui pra aproveitar o máximo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outro ponto engraçado é que como aqui venta muito, e sempre, você pode alugar tipo umas barraquinhas que tenta proteger um pouco do vento. digo que tenta, porque aqui o vento vem de todos os lados. basta se acostumar a levar banho de areia e tá tudo certo. o problema é que chega a matuta de recife, e por tá ventando muito não sente o sol queimar e acha que não precisa passar protetor solar. tão moreninha pra não passar protetor solar, né?! mas pelo menos aprendi a lição.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-6854542480184948077?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6854542480184948077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=6854542480184948077&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6854542480184948077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6854542480184948077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/07/scheveningen-beach.html' title='scheveningen beach.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TDD7zROmlXI/AAAAAAAADPg/c2MfdwdPliM/s72-c/1376618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-297738237753789085</id><published>2010-06-28T04:33:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T05:16:08.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'>são joão nas holanda.</title><content type='html'>porque onde tem brasileiro, tem festa. e onde tem recifense, tem são joão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na sexta feira, dia 25, resolvemos fazer um arraial na minha casa. com tudo que tem direito: bandeirinhas de são joão, canjica, bolo de fuba, cachorro quente, milho cozido, matutos e matutas. brasil, holanda, venezuela e colombia. todos juntos, celebrando a festa caipira do nordeste do brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a diversão foi grande. e no final, os holandeses estavam agradecendo por terem sido convidados. afinal, brasileiro sabe fazer festa da boa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChWwu03FHI/AAAAAAAADOw/qj3kIcTwhxE/s1600/36708_1485826633024_1454641618_31249141_5668981_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChWwu03FHI/AAAAAAAADOw/qj3kIcTwhxE/s320/36708_1485826633024_1454641618_31249141_5668981_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487731541154403442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChXUFH1fNI/AAAAAAAADO4/HJhs4OChJAc/s1600/36708_1485826513021_1454641618_31249138_2359407_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChXUFH1fNI/AAAAAAAADO4/HJhs4OChJAc/s320/36708_1485826513021_1454641618_31249138_2359407_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487732148434992338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChXrjI4KpI/AAAAAAAADPA/b5uJU6zI8MU/s1600/36708_1485826553022_1454641618_31249139_5225535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChXrjI4KpI/AAAAAAAADPA/b5uJU6zI8MU/s320/36708_1485826553022_1454641618_31249139_5225535_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487732551629417106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChYMP8orII/AAAAAAAADPI/X-bxxaVwd_4/s1600/36708_1485826593023_1454641618_31249140_5886276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChYMP8orII/AAAAAAAADPI/X-bxxaVwd_4/s320/36708_1485826593023_1454641618_31249140_5886276_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487733113413479554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChZ12SHMGI/AAAAAAAADPY/y4h2k-l_sqQ/s1600/28471_1485827833054_1454641618_31249148_5384268_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChZ12SHMGI/AAAAAAAADPY/y4h2k-l_sqQ/s320/28471_1485827833054_1454641618_31249148_5384268_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487734927590371426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mais fotos no link: &lt;br /&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/nina.freire/SaoJoaoNasHolanda#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-297738237753789085?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/297738237753789085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=297738237753789085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/297738237753789085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/297738237753789085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/06/sao-joao-nas-holanda.html' title='são joão nas holanda.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TChWwu03FHI/AAAAAAAADOw/qj3kIcTwhxE/s72-c/36708_1485826633024_1454641618_31249141_5668981_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-7256898735512870751</id><published>2010-06-21T17:41:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T04:50:29.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'>final de semana.</title><content type='html'>não foi na minha casa de tamandaré, como de costume. nem foi com meus amigos de sempre. mas foi com os novos amigos que estão fazendo parte da minha vida. fico feliz de ver o carinho que eles sentem por mim e o esforço para que eu me sinta parte do grupo. foi um ótimo final de semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_PjrFIcWI/AAAAAAAADFE/vCp8jykGzW8/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_PjrFIcWI/AAAAAAAADFE/vCp8jykGzW8/s320/092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331082927173986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_PvE5U_7I/AAAAAAAADFM/tYWqMUtJF6Y/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_PvE5U_7I/AAAAAAAADFM/tYWqMUtJF6Y/s320/096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331278835548082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_P6A9FWcI/AAAAAAAADFU/UTHqInfsLO0/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_P6A9FWcI/AAAAAAAADFU/UTHqInfsLO0/s320/102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331466756118978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_QCNjHlKI/AAAAAAAADFc/u2KLmtgk-L4/s1600/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_QCNjHlKI/AAAAAAAADFc/u2KLmtgk-L4/s320/109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485331607575827618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_QbbQSRaI/AAAAAAAADFk/gvjyYubphlw/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_QbbQSRaI/AAAAAAAADFk/gvjyYubphlw/s320/119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485332040751662498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_QjWsesbI/AAAAAAAADFs/Stp8r4iUnBo/s1600/125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_QjWsesbI/AAAAAAAADFs/Stp8r4iUnBo/s320/125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485332176966693298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7256898735512870751?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/TB_PjrFIcWI/AAAAAAAADFE/vCp8jykGzW8/s72-c/092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-7367140239037368480</id><published>2010-06-13T18:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T18:50:21.597-03:00</updated><title type='text'>copa do mundo 2010.</title><content type='html'>finalmente ela chegou, e junto com ela chegou um sentimento de euforia que só ela é capaz de proporcionar. adoro copa do mundo, adoro assistir aos jogos de futebol, adoro ver a alegria e a vibração dos torcedores, adoro ver as cidades enfeitadas, cada uma na cor do seu país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faz tempo que não passo uma copa no brasil. no penta, viajei no meio da copa, ou seja, assisti metade no brasil e a outra metade nos estados unidos. copa passada eu estava no canadá e essa agora, estou eu aqui, na holanda. impossível a comparação entre assistir uma copa do mundo no brasil e assistir longe dele. o calor e a vibração brasileira são incomparáveis, mas o fato de estar longe aumenta o patriotismo, aumenta a vontade de ganhar. é muito bom ver os brasileiros que aqui estão se juntando para ver os jogos, e tão bom quanto é ver a euforia e a empolgação dos não brasileiros de sangue, mas apaixonados pelo brasil e pelo futebol brasileiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o meu final de semana foi de muito futebol. entre uma cerveja e outra, entre um bar e outro, eu assisti praticamente a todos os jogos que já rolaram. e se eu já me empolguei com os jogos das outras seleções, terça feira na estréia do brasil, vai ser loucura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que nosso brasil faça sua estréia com o pé direito. e que seja só o começo de muitas vitórias. e se depender da minha torcida, esse ano a taça é nossa mais uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-7476971524493668665</id><published>2010-05-24T16:39:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T17:02:57.177-03:00</updated><title type='text'>paris.</title><content type='html'>sem dúvidas a cidade mais bonita que já conheci. para onde você olha, ela é linda. um astral maravilhoso, ruas super gostosas de andar. e ainda tiver a sorte de conhecer essa cidade com os dois melhores guias do mundo, os meus pais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um final de semana maravilhoso, numa cidade maravilhosa. &lt;br /&gt;uma cidade encantadora, que pretendo voltar várias outras vezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S_raa8bCLhI/AAAAAAAAC_I/uI_U0fXW5a4/s1600/paris1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S_raa8bCLhI/AAAAAAAAC_I/uI_U0fXW5a4/s320/paris1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928453453229586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S_ravsLEKDI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/bZPg-DZ7bI4/s1600/paris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S_ravsLEKDI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/bZPg-DZ7bI4/s320/paris2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928809868535858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S_ra38it4VI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/Rlhbrz72au4/s1600/paris3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S_ra38it4VI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/Rlhbrz72au4/s320/paris3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474928951701659986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S_ra_DgHdtI/AAAAAAAAC_g/YOIj0pK1xig/s1600/paris4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S_ra_DgHdtI/AAAAAAAAC_g/YOIj0pK1xig/s320/paris4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474929073828886226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mais fotos no link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/nina.freire/ParisMaio2010#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7476971524493668665?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7476971524493668665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7476971524493668665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7476971524493668665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7476971524493668665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/paris.html' title='paris.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S_raa8bCLhI/AAAAAAAAC_I/uI_U0fXW5a4/s72-c/paris1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-2292505458092508956</id><published>2010-05-05T08:52:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:13:10.531-03:00</updated><title type='text'>livro de receitas.</title><content type='html'>minha mãe chegou e me trouxe de presente um livro de receitas. mas esse é um livro especial, pois foi ela quem escolheu as receitas e além disso, ainda elaborou o livro. no livro constam 60 receitas. saladas e entradas; massas e risotos; carnes, aves e peixe; acompanhamentos e por fim sobremesas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o livro foi dedicado à mim, mas já soube que já fez o maior sucesso em recife. várias pessoas querendo o livro. um livro compacto e excelente para quem está começando a se aventurar na cozinha, como eu. e tenho que confessar que tenho amado. é a minha terapia. pra quem sabia apenas fazer um ovo mexido e um macarrão, tenho me saído bem direitinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já falei aqui antes de um filme chamado "julie &amp; julia", no qual julie, que era fã do livro de receitas de julia, resolve fazer todas as 300 e tantas receitas do livro e publicar suas aventuras culinárias no seu blog. e desde antes de assistir o filme e de ganhar o meu livro, minha mãe já vinha me repetindo que achou o filme a minha cara e tal. então resolvi fazer o mesmo. não vão ser 300 e tantas receitas, mas vão ser 60. vou testar todas elas e vou vim aqui no blog compartilhar essa minha aventura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: leiam a dedicatória do livro. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S-FfXcbsbPI/AAAAAAAACuM/UMEKsuhr24Q/s1600/livro+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S-FfXcbsbPI/AAAAAAAACuM/UMEKsuhr24Q/s320/livro+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467756278978473202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S-FfhsCmHyI/AAAAAAAACuU/cI19gmQ1FwU/s1600/livro+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S-FfhsCmHyI/AAAAAAAACuU/cI19gmQ1FwU/s320/livro+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467756454966861602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-2292505458092508956?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2292505458092508956/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=2292505458092508956&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2292505458092508956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2292505458092508956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/livro-de-receitas.html' title='livro de receitas.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S-FfXcbsbPI/AAAAAAAACuM/UMEKsuhr24Q/s72-c/livro+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-1527990775636755516</id><published>2010-05-02T09:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T09:22:13.332-03:00</updated><title type='text'>parabéns pra ela.</title><content type='html'>hoje o espaço do meu blog está reservado para a minha amiga, aline maria. uma menina que apareceu na minha vida há alguns anos atrás e se tornou uma das amigas mais queridas que eu tenho. hoje é o aniversário dela e não vou poder estar presente para dar o meu abraço pessoalmente, então nada mais justo do que fazer essa homenagem por aqui né?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parabéns, maria! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S91uYK7q43I/AAAAAAAACts/p4wwMvH_N6E/s1600/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S91uYK7q43I/AAAAAAAACts/p4wwMvH_N6E/s320/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466646884228195186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-1527990775636755516?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1527990775636755516/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=1527990775636755516&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1527990775636755516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1527990775636755516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/parabens-pra-ela.html' title='parabéns pra ela.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S91uYK7q43I/AAAAAAAACts/p4wwMvH_N6E/s72-c/DSC00242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-2731307635300112393</id><published>2010-05-01T08:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T09:12:03.437-03:00</updated><title type='text'>koninginnedag [queen's day]</title><content type='html'>uma festa linda, que faz a holanda toda ir para as ruas. e a festa mais animada acontece em amsterdam. e eu estava lá. as pessoas vão para as ruas vestidas de laranja e com um sorriso no rosto. em alguns momentos da festa tive o mesmo sentimento que costumo ter quando estou nas ladeiras de olinda, no carnaval. uma festa linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: algumas pessoas já me perguntaram o porque da cor laranja, já que a bandeira é branca, vermelha e azul. e eu fiz essa mesma pergunta logo que cheguei na holanda. respondendo: o país se veste de laranja em referência ao nome da casa real holandesa, a casa de orange-nassau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S9wZDXmpXWI/AAAAAAAACtE/tHHCxt5_8UA/s1600/rainha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S9wZDXmpXWI/AAAAAAAACtE/tHHCxt5_8UA/s320/rainha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466271593387351394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S9waGN3c_yI/AAAAAAAACtM/C8Aj_2hRrSs/s1600/rainha+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S9waGN3c_yI/AAAAAAAACtM/C8Aj_2hRrSs/s320/rainha+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466272741824724770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S9waWN0KArI/AAAAAAAACtU/M4M3MpBtq2U/s1600/rainha+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S9waWN0KArI/AAAAAAAACtU/M4M3MpBtq2U/s320/rainha+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466273016688804530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mais fotos no link: http://picasaweb.google.com/nina.freire/QueenSDay#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-2731307635300112393?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2731307635300112393/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=2731307635300112393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2731307635300112393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2731307635300112393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/05/koninginnedag-queens-day.html' title='koninginnedag [queen&apos;s day]'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S9wZDXmpXWI/AAAAAAAACtE/tHHCxt5_8UA/s72-c/rainha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-3972267361961016145</id><published>2010-04-23T17:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T17:45:47.201-03:00</updated><title type='text'>quem lembra?</title><content type='html'>estava agora mostrando uns vídeos no youtube para uns amigos e achei esse vídeo nosso. na minha casa de tamandaré, só não lembro direito que ano foi esse. quem lembra desse momento??? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQXIrpa576A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQXIrpa576A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-3972267361961016145?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3972267361961016145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=3972267361961016145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3972267361961016145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3972267361961016145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/quem-lembra.html' title='quem lembra?'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-5290170898031411124</id><published>2010-04-21T08:32:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:58:11.144-03:00</updated><title type='text'>momentos.</title><content type='html'>não importa o tempo que eles duraram. &lt;br /&gt;não importa quantas vezes eles aconteceram.&lt;br /&gt;apenas importa que são inesquecíveis.&lt;br /&gt;e muitas vezes até inexplicáveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momentos especiais que nos deixam saudades.&lt;br /&gt;que nos fazem sonhar noites seguidas.&lt;br /&gt;e que nos fazem torcer para que se repitam.&lt;br /&gt;muitas e muitas vezes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-8791817202722004195</id><published>2010-04-18T18:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:22:32.559-03:00</updated><title type='text'>great weekend.</title><content type='html'>na sexta, foi dia de sair pra salsa. mas sem muita cachaça pra aguentar a farra do sábado. no sábado foi o primeiro churrasco que eu fiz pra inaugurar o terraço da minha casa. foi a abertura oficial da primavera. uma farra boa danada, com direito a picanha, feijão verde, muita cerveja e muitas risadas. e no domingo, pra fechar o final de semana com chave de ouro, fui ao museu da heineken, em amsterdam. fiquei encantada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu confesso que já cheguei a chamar a coitada de "ruineken", mas antes mesmo de vim pra holanda, eu já tinha me rendido aos seus encantos. e agora então, sou mais uma apaixonada pela heineken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seguem os links das fotos do final de semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barbecue da biloca:&lt;br /&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/nina.freire/BarbecueDaBiloca#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heineken museum:&lt;br /&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/nina.freire/HeinekenMuseum#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-8791817202722004195?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8791817202722004195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=8791817202722004195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8791817202722004195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8791817202722004195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-weekend.html' title='great weekend.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-1270112558493206407</id><published>2010-04-15T19:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:16:15.571-03:00</updated><title type='text'>curto. sempre curto.</title><content type='html'>já perdi as contas de quantas vezes eu digo: vou deixar meu cabelo crescer. não digo mais isso. pronto. não tem jeito, gosto de cabelo curto e ponto final. toda vez que invento de tentar deixar crescer, começa logo a me dar uma agonia e um faniquito pra cortar a juba. começo a babar todos os cabelos curtos que vejo pela frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando eu tava vindo pra holanda, eu disse: dessa vez eu deixo o cabelo crescer, pelo menos até outubro. pra poder fazer um penteado pro casamento do meu irmão. grande engano, passei a tesoura nele hoje. a tesoura e a navalha, pra ser mais exata. adoro cortar cabelo, adoro ter cabelo curto. sempre acho que combina mais comigo, sei la. antes de chegar no salão sempre tenho medo de cortar e ficar uma merda. quando corto, sempre saio do salão achando ele um pouco estranho. mas horas depois o estranho da lugar ao legal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois pronto. terei cabelo curto, sempre! e o casamento do meu irmão? sem problemas. tenho certeza que consigo fazer algo legal com um cabelo mesmo curto. acho até mais charmoso e ainda corro menos risco de ficar com um penteado brega. né não?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-1270112558493206407?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1270112558493206407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=1270112558493206407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1270112558493206407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1270112558493206407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/curto-sempre-curto.html' title='curto. sempre curto.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-7554078719535870078</id><published>2010-04-12T06:45:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T06:52:21.519-03:00</updated><title type='text'>assisti e adorei.</title><content type='html'>terminei o filme querendo aprender a cozinhar igual a julie.&lt;br /&gt;quem sabe um dia eu chegue la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma dica: não assistam com fome, é de dar água na boca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S8Ls8p9vEfI/AAAAAAAACec/pTA2Xe6XZas/s1600/julie_and_julia_ver2_xlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S8Ls8p9vEfI/AAAAAAAACec/pTA2Xe6XZas/s320/julie_and_julia_ver2_xlg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459186225127559666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7554078719535870078?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7554078719535870078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7554078719535870078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7554078719535870078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7554078719535870078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/assisti-e-adorei.html' title='assisti e adorei.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S8Ls8p9vEfI/AAAAAAAACec/pTA2Xe6XZas/s72-c/julie_and_julia_ver2_xlg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-4423478187660892297</id><published>2010-04-06T16:45:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:04:18.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'>páscoa: bruxelas/bélgica.</title><content type='html'>tenho que aproveitar a facilidade de se viajar na europa, né?! pois pronto, esse final de semana fui passar a páscoa na bélgica, em bruxelas. uma hora e meia de carro e pronto, chegamos na bélgica. eu já tinha ido lá, mas tinha sido super rápido. dessa vez pude conhecer melhor a cidade. tenho bem pouquinha foto, porque perdi quase todas que tirei. mas enfim, as que restaram estão aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu e cecília.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uRZ_WzfjI/AAAAAAAACdY/73_HtAQOA4A/s1600/P4040053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uRZ_WzfjI/AAAAAAAACdY/73_HtAQOA4A/s320/P4040053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457115249179328050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o que a bélgica tem de mais gostoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uRnKRFknI/AAAAAAAACdg/8_a240aAG9A/s1600/P4040088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uRnKRFknI/AAAAAAAACdg/8_a240aAG9A/s320/P4040088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457115475446436466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loja de enlouquecer qualquer bebedor de cerveja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uR8yZpm3I/AAAAAAAACdo/BbxvH9m6VC8/s1600/P4040132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uR8yZpm3I/AAAAAAAACdo/BbxvH9m6VC8/s320/P4040132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457115846997023602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que venha a primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uSR3-jzTI/AAAAAAAACdw/2_Wn6fQaFe4/s1600/P4040164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uSR3-jzTI/AAAAAAAACdw/2_Wn6fQaFe4/s320/P4040164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457116209271262514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pena que o dia tava feio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uSgDmK10I/AAAAAAAACd4/GeMAzOYYzOs/s1600/P4040183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uSgDmK10I/AAAAAAAACd4/GeMAzOYYzOs/s320/P4040183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457116452908357442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um pedaço do muro de berlim na frente do parlamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uSy-zn2hI/AAAAAAAACeA/V5tyBCouSMk/s1600/P4040180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uSy-zn2hI/AAAAAAAACeA/V5tyBCouSMk/s320/P4040180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457116778040121874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma de cada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uTCYpoopI/AAAAAAAACeI/8KjqFXLCyV8/s1600/P4040185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uTCYpoopI/AAAAAAAACeI/8KjqFXLCyV8/s320/P4040185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457117042675589778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um brinde de páscoa com a cerveja considerada a melhor do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uTQf-7V9I/AAAAAAAACeQ/3SXSGP2JCg4/s1600/P4040188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uTQf-7V9I/AAAAAAAACeQ/3SXSGP2JCg4/s320/P4040188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457117285162112978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-4423478187660892297?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4423478187660892297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=4423478187660892297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4423478187660892297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4423478187660892297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/pascoa-bruxelasbelgica.html' title='páscoa: bruxelas/bélgica.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S7uRZ_WzfjI/AAAAAAAACdY/73_HtAQOA4A/s72-c/P4040053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-435660981824552511</id><published>2010-04-01T18:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T18:29:02.662-03:00</updated><title type='text'>música.</title><content type='html'>tá ai uma coisa que eu adoro: música! escutar, cantar, dançar. pena não saber tocar nenhum instrumento, mas o pai e os amigos já fazem isso muito bem. me resta apreciar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adoro conhecer bandas novas, estilos dos mais diversos. e assim vou conhecendo, seja por indicação de alguém, ou porque fui ao coquetel molotov, ou escutei pelo meio da rua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje to acrescentando três bandas ao meu ipod: beirut, little joy e muse. e a grande maioria das bandas que adoro hoje, foram indicação de amigos, então, estou aberta a sugestões, ok?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-435660981824552511?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/435660981824552511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=435660981824552511&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/435660981824552511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/435660981824552511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/04/musica.html' title='música.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-6480948009062482192</id><published>2010-03-28T16:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:06:16.808-03:00</updated><title type='text'>o aniversário da biloca.</title><content type='html'>um aniversário saudoso, mas feliz e divertido.&lt;br /&gt;e é assim que tem que ser, né não?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e assim eu chego aos meus 28 anos.&lt;br /&gt;mas com carinha de 20, claro. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;segue o link com as fotos da festa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com.br/nina.freire/Aniversario2010Holanda#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-6480948009062482192?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6480948009062482192/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=6480948009062482192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6480948009062482192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6480948009062482192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-aniversario-da-biloca.html' title='o aniversário da biloca.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-4958776993881928916</id><published>2010-03-19T21:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:06:51.794-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e como sempre,</title><content type='html'>eu adoro ter pessoas queridas na minha casa. participando da minha vida e do meu cantinho. hoje foi um dia desses, com alguns amigos que vieram pra minha casa jogar papo fora e tomar uma cervejinha gelada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;três brasileiras, uma holandesa e um chileno. uma mistura de português, inglês, espanhol e algumas tentativas de holandês. goed!! faltou a presença de uma outra amiga holandesa, que no momento está aproveitando o sol do rio de janeiro, mas já já ela ta de volta aqui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um final de semana começando bem, pra compensar o final de semana passado. que continue sempre assim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-4958776993881928916?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4958776993881928916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=4958776993881928916&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4958776993881928916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4958776993881928916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-como-sempre.html' title='e como sempre,'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-591019966628016255</id><published>2010-03-17T15:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:43:55.713-03:00</updated><title type='text'>uma surpresa pra ela.</title><content type='html'>ela anda abusada esses dias. pra tentar melhorar o astral dela, vim aqui no blog mandar muitas energias positivas e muito carinho. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S6EgwsI4tNI/AAAAAAAACSY/8IG0E-IWDEw/s1600-h/foto+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S6EgwsI4tNI/AAAAAAAACSY/8IG0E-IWDEw/s320/foto+blog.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449673044949251282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amo tu. saudades gigantes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-591019966628016255?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/591019966628016255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=591019966628016255&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/591019966628016255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/591019966628016255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/03/uma-surpresa-pra-ela.html' title='uma surpresa pra ela.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S6EgwsI4tNI/AAAAAAAACSY/8IG0E-IWDEw/s72-c/foto+blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-3095667780404905942</id><published>2010-03-16T19:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T04:37:13.531-03:00</updated><title type='text'>aula de holandês.</title><content type='html'>sem dúvidas está sendo o momento mais divertido da semana. pena que só tem 1 aula por semana. diante das gargalhadas que ela proporciona, deveria ser todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momentos que você rir porque entendeu algo, outros porque ninguém entendeu absolutamente nada. outros porque a professora te pergunta algo e você fica com cara de otária porque não sabe o que ela tá falando, até cair na gargalhada. e ai, quando ela repete devagar, você entende e ai ri novamente, dessa vez porque entendeu e acertou a resposta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas, is getting better all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é uma língua extremamente difícil, mas que eu estou começando a entender. pelo menos aprender a falar o básico e me comunicar vai rolar. se eu conseguir aprender mais do que isso, vai ser lucro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-3095667780404905942?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3095667780404905942/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=3095667780404905942&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3095667780404905942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3095667780404905942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/03/aula-de-holandes.html' title='aula de holandês.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-8171625720418337131</id><published>2010-03-11T17:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:26:13.277-03:00</updated><title type='text'>conheçam a "bilobike".</title><content type='html'>minha mais nova companheira aqui na holanda. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S5lRmA8TKpI/AAAAAAAACQs/AgzJNfagcRo/s1600-h/bilobike2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S5lRmA8TKpI/AAAAAAAACQs/AgzJNfagcRo/s320/bilobike2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447474937811118738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S5lRamlRGUI/AAAAAAAACQk/G1n4hsKn5bY/s1600-h/bilobike1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S5lRamlRGUI/AAAAAAAACQk/G1n4hsKn5bY/s320/bilobike1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447474741756631362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-8171625720418337131?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8171625720418337131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=8171625720418337131&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8171625720418337131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8171625720418337131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/03/conhecam-bilobike.html' title='conheçam a &quot;bilobike&quot;.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S5lRmA8TKpI/AAAAAAAACQs/AgzJNfagcRo/s72-c/bilobike2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-7990815742968653839</id><published>2010-03-09T19:01:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:20:00.875-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a biloca e suas metas:</title><content type='html'>1 - alugar uma casinha. ok&lt;br /&gt;2 - aprender a cozinhar. ok&lt;br /&gt;3 - me registrar na prefeitura. ok&lt;br /&gt;4 - instalar a internet. ok&lt;br /&gt;5 - pegar a bicicleta. ok&lt;br /&gt;6 - começar a me locomover de bicicleta. ok&lt;br /&gt;7 - entrar no curso de holandês. ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8 - começar a malhar. ?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainda tem alguns tópicos a serem acrescentados nos meus projetos, mas a medida que eu for cumprindo, vou colocando aqui. a princípio são esses ai. só tá faltando esse último tópico. porque começar ele requer parar de pensar no quentinho da minha casa e esquecer que tenho que pegar uma bicicleta nesse frio da gota serena até a academia. mas eu vou. já coloquei na cabeça que esse é o ano dos exercícios físicos. tenho que cumprir, né não?! vamos la, coragem! dessa semana não passa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim, e to deixando o cabelo crescer. não pra sempre, mas até outubro. pro casório do meu irmão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7990815742968653839?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7990815742968653839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7990815742968653839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7990815742968653839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7990815742968653839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/03/biloca-e-suas-metas.html' title='a biloca e suas metas:'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-2971673749521714454</id><published>2010-03-07T10:45:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:59:15.694-03:00</updated><title type='text'>eu fui e recomendo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S5OvCM-41EI/AAAAAAAACPo/t3bsw0G07tM/s1600-h/alice-in-wonderland-new-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S5OvCM-41EI/AAAAAAAACPo/t3bsw0G07tM/s320/alice-in-wonderland-new-art.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445888826800657474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexta feira fui assistir a estréia de "alice in wonderland" em 3D. fazia muito, mas muito tempo mesmo, que não assistia um filme em 3D. vários filmes passaram em 3D la no box, mas a preguiça de pegar um carro até o shopping guararapes sempre foi enorme. mas resumindo, já tinha até esquecido o quanto é divertido assistir um filme assim. amei o filme. as cores, os atores, tudo. é lindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que em recife o filme só chega em abril, mas digo desde já: não deixem de ir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-2971673749521714454?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2971673749521714454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=2971673749521714454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2971673749521714454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2971673749521714454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/03/eu-fui-e-recomendo.html' title='eu fui e recomendo.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S5OvCM-41EI/AAAAAAAACPo/t3bsw0G07tM/s72-c/alice-in-wonderland-new-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-917905846241573602</id><published>2010-02-28T16:34:00.022-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:23:38.078-03:00</updated><title type='text'>open house.</title><content type='html'>demorei pra postar as fotos prometidas, mas agora vocês podem conhecer um pouco mais a minha casinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;começando com a sala. &lt;br /&gt;com a família e os amigos na parede da sala.&lt;br /&gt;pessoas que não podiam deixar de fazer parte dessa etapa da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rGe81xvsI/AAAAAAAACLo/DSLTY_c-N9Y/s1600-h/DSC00434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rGe81xvsI/AAAAAAAACLo/DSLTY_c-N9Y/s320/DSC00434.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443381334660726466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rGo1RW6nI/AAAAAAAACLw/9akPGMheyFs/s1600-h/DSC00435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rGo1RW6nI/AAAAAAAACLw/9akPGMheyFs/s320/DSC00435.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443381504427616882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rGv3uJSLI/AAAAAAAACL4/yJMRWFutaK0/s1600-h/DSC00436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rGv3uJSLI/AAAAAAAACL4/yJMRWFutaK0/s320/DSC00436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443381625344313522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rHWh7CL_I/AAAAAAAACMA/INGM9fH-MrY/s1600-h/DSC00437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rHWh7CL_I/AAAAAAAACMA/INGM9fH-MrY/s320/DSC00437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443382289507692530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rQsbUC4hI/AAAAAAAACN4/NX2NwV321YQ/s1600-h/DSC00472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rQsbUC4hI/AAAAAAAACN4/NX2NwV321YQ/s320/DSC00472.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443392561295319570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rHtzGKxGI/AAAAAAAACMQ/6ugEgaFHISg/s1600-h/DSC00439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rHtzGKxGI/AAAAAAAACMQ/6ugEgaFHISg/s320/DSC00439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443382689254786146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rH2gEVVRI/AAAAAAAACMY/eMyIa2CP3Aw/s1600-h/DSC00440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rH2gEVVRI/AAAAAAAACMY/eMyIa2CP3Aw/s320/DSC00440.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443382838765638930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o enorme corredor. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rIO5-7dII/AAAAAAAACMg/ajOHOtkIsm4/s1600-h/DSC00441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rIO5-7dII/AAAAAAAACMg/ajOHOtkIsm4/s320/DSC00441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443383258039153794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fotinhas do meu quarto.&lt;br /&gt;que por sinal eu adoro e é super confortável.&lt;br /&gt;acho até que vou levar a cama comigo quando voltar. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rIgL3DpoI/AAAAAAAACMo/9R47oolB6qk/s1600-h/DSC00442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rIgL3DpoI/AAAAAAAACMo/9R47oolB6qk/s320/DSC00442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443383554895750786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rIzHoyKUI/AAAAAAAACMw/V_vnxHNVErU/s1600-h/DSC00443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rIzHoyKUI/AAAAAAAACMw/V_vnxHNVErU/s320/DSC00443.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443383880179657026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJE-u0c6I/AAAAAAAACM4/0D53aYMU9_4/s1600-h/DSC00444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJE-u0c6I/AAAAAAAACM4/0D53aYMU9_4/s320/DSC00444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443384187026699170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minha cozinha, bem pequenininha.&lt;br /&gt;mas que tem me proporcionado ótimos momentos culinários.&lt;br /&gt;foi nessa cozinha ai que descobri que até que cozinho muito direitinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJfeI5dVI/AAAAAAAACNI/dNTlBEKmvik/s1600-h/DSC00445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJfeI5dVI/AAAAAAAACNI/dNTlBEKmvik/s320/DSC00445.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443384642134177106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o varandinha e o terraço.&lt;br /&gt;ainda falta ajeitar direitinho, mas no inverno não da ainda.&lt;br /&gt;assim que começar a primavera, vou dar um jeitinho nele para começar a usá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJpbIpJXI/AAAAAAAACNQ/prhOTDm8nFQ/s1600-h/DSC00449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJpbIpJXI/AAAAAAAACNQ/prhOTDm8nFQ/s320/DSC00449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443384813126493554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJxdtWRGI/AAAAAAAACNY/ag7Vis5xruY/s1600-h/DSC00450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJxdtWRGI/AAAAAAAACNY/ag7Vis5xruY/s320/DSC00450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443384951256269922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJ5Mp9SpI/AAAAAAAACNg/Q365XD6vD7w/s1600-h/DSC00451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rJ5Mp9SpI/AAAAAAAACNg/Q365XD6vD7w/s320/DSC00451.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443385084117600914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umas fotinhas também do open house que rolou ontem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jogando conversa fora e tomando uma cervejinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rMoaJZ_zI/AAAAAAAACNo/3xSr_alfepc/s1600-h/DSC00464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rMoaJZ_zI/AAAAAAAACNo/3xSr_alfepc/s320/DSC00464.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443388094216273714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pra vocês conhecerem, sanne, minha amiga holandesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rMzfnOihI/AAAAAAAACNw/iRxzvBf3Dmk/s1600-h/DSC00468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rMzfnOihI/AAAAAAAACNw/iRxzvBf3Dmk/s320/DSC00468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443388284662090258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-917905846241573602?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/917905846241573602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=917905846241573602&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/917905846241573602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/917905846241573602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/open-house.html' title='open house.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4rGe81xvsI/AAAAAAAACLo/DSLTY_c-N9Y/s72-c/DSC00434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-8213602780134441242</id><published>2010-02-26T13:30:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:35:20.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e o tempo voa...</title><content type='html'>a semana está acabando e junto com ela o mes de fevereiro também está chegando ao fim. semana que vem já é março. no fim de março, meu aniversario. depois? semana santa, que já é em abril. e depois? meus pais chegam pra me visitar, em maio. depois? verão na europa. e um pouquinho depois? casamento do meu irmão em recife, no mes de outubro. e logo depois? natal e reveillon. pronto, chegou 2011. de volta ao recife. depois? mais um casamento. e depois? carnaval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e assim a gente vai seguindo e voando junto com o tempo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-8213602780134441242?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8213602780134441242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=8213602780134441242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8213602780134441242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8213602780134441242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-o-tempo-voa.html' title='e o tempo voa...'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-4710574343579488685</id><published>2010-02-23T07:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:54:54.957-03:00</updated><title type='text'>abraços e sorrisos.</title><content type='html'>tava olhando umas fotos e achei essa aqui.&lt;br /&gt;uma foto que eu amo, com amigas que amo mais ainda. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4OzKv8O3ZI/AAAAAAAACI4/OOCm2kf9rgI/s1600-h/8927_1212969531767_1454641618_30578186_6566335_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4OzKv8O3ZI/AAAAAAAACI4/OOCm2kf9rgI/s320/8927_1212969531767_1454641618_30578186_6566335_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441389772042853778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-4710574343579488685?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4710574343579488685/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=4710574343579488685&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4710574343579488685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4710574343579488685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/abraco-e-sorrisos.html' title='abraços e sorrisos.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4OzKv8O3ZI/AAAAAAAACI4/OOCm2kf9rgI/s72-c/8927_1212969531767_1454641618_30578186_6566335_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-571812936198872428</id><published>2010-02-22T06:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T06:53:22.582-03:00</updated><title type='text'>barcelona.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4JTmgjRJTI/AAAAAAAACF8/tirirB0m2Tw/s1600-h/barcelona.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4JTmgjRJTI/AAAAAAAACF8/tirirB0m2Tw/s320/barcelona.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441003220854973746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma cidade linda, alegre, alto astral.&lt;br /&gt;passei o final de semana la e fiquei encantada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com excecao da grosseria da maioria dos espanhois,&lt;br /&gt;todo o resto 'e lindo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com certeza voltarei la no verao.&lt;br /&gt;se no inverno ja 'e bonita e animada, imagine no verao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mais fotos no picasa:&lt;br /&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/nina.freire/BarcelonaFev2010#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-571812936198872428?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/571812936198872428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=571812936198872428&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/571812936198872428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/571812936198872428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/barcelona.html' title='barcelona.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S4JTmgjRJTI/AAAAAAAACF8/tirirB0m2Tw/s72-c/barcelona.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-576254372214881355</id><published>2010-02-17T05:33:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:51:24.372-03:00</updated><title type='text'>como diz o ditato popular...</title><content type='html'>"quem não tem cão caça com gato".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sábado de zé pereira = sem carnaval do recife. o jeito é arrumar um "carnaval" pra ir, nem que seja so pra sentir um pouquinho do clima. um pouquinho de nada, mas foi divertido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carnaval no restaurante brasileiro: maria bonita.&lt;br /&gt;rotterdam, 13 de fevereiro de 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meus companheiros de carnaval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S32qs19BBEI/AAAAAAAACCI/lgxj8mvVWVc/s1600-h/DSC00366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S32qs19BBEI/AAAAAAAACCI/lgxj8mvVWVc/s320/DSC00366.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439691612307391554"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um sambinha pra dar aquela animada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyAU8MDP-MI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyAU8MDP-MI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e depois de vaaaaarias cervejas, bart ainda teve que me carregar na garupa da bicicleta até a casa deles. tadinho. mas se ele é acostumado a carregar leli na garupa, comigo foi moleza demais. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-576254372214881355?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/576254372214881355/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=576254372214881355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/576254372214881355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/576254372214881355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/como-diz-o-ditato-popular.html' title='como diz o ditato popular...'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S32qs19BBEI/AAAAAAAACCI/lgxj8mvVWVc/s72-c/DSC00366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-8349619674310542238</id><published>2010-02-12T05:52:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T10:06:13.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'>as chaves.</title><content type='html'>hoje recebi as chaves do casa que vou morar nesse periodo que vou passar aqui na holanda. vou aproveitar esse final de semana pra dar um jeitinho na casa e deixar ela mais a minha cara. vou tirar umas fotos e postar aqui, pra voces poderem conhecer tambem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei que todos estarao off esses dias aproveitando o carnaval. mas aparecam por aqui na quarta feira de cinzas pra conhecer meu apto. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aproveitem o carnaval e divirtam-se. e aos que gostam tanto de carnaval como eu, ai vai um conselho: NUNCA passem o carnaval longe de recife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-8349619674310542238?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8349619674310542238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=8349619674310542238&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8349619674310542238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8349619674310542238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-chaves.html' title='as chaves.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-964458488935803615</id><published>2010-02-09T05:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T05:29:24.169-03:00</updated><title type='text'>porque as vezes,</title><content type='html'>eu simplesmente queria voltar a ter 15 anos de idade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-964458488935803615?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/964458488935803615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=964458488935803615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/964458488935803615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/964458488935803615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/porque-as-vezes.html' title='porque as vezes,'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-137332644948526298</id><published>2010-02-07T12:44:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T17:52:22.386-03:00</updated><title type='text'>paradiso - amsterdam.</title><content type='html'>tá difícil não pensar no carnaval que eu vou perder. tem gente que acha que europa é melhor do que carnaval. grande engano. carnaval do recife não troco por nada. mas devido a um momento importante da minha vida, os planos do carnaval de 2010, vão ficar acumulados para 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;então pra tentar não pensar no carnaval, o jeito é tentar aproveitar o que a europa tem de bom. ontem fui pra amsterdam, pra boate mais famosa de la. a chamada "paradiso". o lugar é lindo e um astral fora do comum. a boate funciona dentro de uma igreja antiga. sem contar que as pessoas se pintam e quando entram na boate o efeito da luz negra faz as pinturas se destacarem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S28mSN9uu_I/AAAAAAAACBw/ick6wvxDyno/s1600-h/paradiso1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S28mSN9uu_I/AAAAAAAACBw/ick6wvxDyno/s320/paradiso1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435605369687555058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S28mad5wk4I/AAAAAAAACB4/Z7pnrTTvyn0/s1600-h/paradiso2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S28mad5wk4I/AAAAAAAACB4/Z7pnrTTvyn0/s320/paradiso2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435605511404819330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S28nwu8DgGI/AAAAAAAACCA/LKo5NVl3Ya4/s1600-h/paradiso3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S28nwu8DgGI/AAAAAAAACCA/LKo5NVl3Ya4/s320/paradiso3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435606993446600802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-137332644948526298?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/137332644948526298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=137332644948526298&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-7065260399527631317</id><published>2010-02-02T17:52:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:52:25.628-03:00</updated><title type='text'>é difícil ser gente grande.</title><content type='html'>quer dizer, deixa eu corrigir logo esse título, porque gente grande eu nunca fui e nunca vou ser. o difícil amadurecer e ter responsabilidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como muitos sabem, eu estou na busca do meu cantinho pra morar. hoje fui ver dois apartamento e gostei dos dois. o mesmo tamanho e o mesmo preço. então tudo começa com a dificuldade de escolher. o primeiro que eu fui gostei logo de cara. um apto que na verdade é uma casa. pois abriu a porta da rua, já ta dentro de casa. é bem pequenininho e com cara de aconchegante. do lado direito a sala, com um janelão enorme que da pra rua. depois um quarto que adorei de cara. uma cozinha bem pequenininha, mas toda novinha. e uma varanda e um jardim atrás da casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o outro é realmente um prédio. hall, elevador e um corredor cheio de aptos. o apto é no primeiro andar. quarto, sala e cozinha. só que nesse, sala e cozinha são no mesmo ambiente. não tem divisória nenhuma entre elas. ou seja, a cozinha tem que esta sempre muito limpa, pra não deixar a sala com cara de "suja". digamos que a mobília é um pouco mais "chic". também tem uma varanda e estacionamento. mas não tem uma vista legal. só a vista do prédio do lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;começam os pensamentos:&lt;br /&gt;o primeiro achei mais aconchegante, não tem cara de apto. o segundo por ser realmente um prédio torna-se um pouco mais seguro já que vou morar sozinha. e tem uma garagem no subsolo, que parece mais um labirinto. mas o primeiro é tão mais bonitinho, tem uma área externa legal pra curtir na primavera e no verão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai a mãe bota medo com questão da segurança do primeiro. ai vou perguntar sobre a vizinhança. pergunta a amiga que diz que schiedam é muito tranquila e que não tamos em recife. tá, tudo bem, mas as dúvidas continuam. tá, liga pra moça da corretora que mostrou os aptos e pergunta. ela responde que é uma vizinhança tranquila e segura. ótimo saber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tira fotos do apto pra mostrar aos pais curiosos. que fazem planos pro apto e ao mesmo tempo milhões de perguntas que te deixam na dúvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois vem a pior parte, o dinheiro. que aqui pra se alugar uma casa tem que pagar T-R-Ê-S aluguéis antecipados. o aluguel do apto, uma caução que é devolvida no fim do contrato e o outro vai pra corretora. lascou! não tenho esse dinheiro, e agora?!&lt;br /&gt;tem que pedir ajuda, mesmo sem querer pedir. mas é um "empréstimo". o dinheiro vem e vai voltar do mesmo jeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;começas as contas: &lt;br /&gt;ganho x - aluguel - comida - internet = y. é, acho que da pra viver tranquilo com y. economiza num mes pra poder viajar no mes seguinte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai sai do trabalho e antes de voltar pro apto da empresa, passa na frente da rua da primeira opção, só pra dar aquela olhada como é la de noite. o que parece ser realmente bem tranquila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e assim vai. eu e minha cabeça, que ta a mil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7065260399527631317?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7065260399527631317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7065260399527631317&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7065260399527631317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7065260399527631317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-dificil-ser-gente-grande.html' title='é difícil ser gente grande.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-8295256745629318480</id><published>2010-01-28T10:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:01:10.404-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a biloca pilotando o fogao.</title><content type='html'>o que e que a necessidade nao faz hein?!&lt;br /&gt;euzinha aqui, cozinhando!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tudo bem que eu sempre tive vontade de aprender,&lt;br /&gt;mas a preguica nunca deixava.&lt;br /&gt;mas aqui se nao aprender a cozinhar, dificulta as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;entao entrei fundo nesse negocio ai.&lt;br /&gt;com a ajuda da minha mae, que preparou um livro de receitas pra mim, claro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medalhao de file, peito de frango assado, arroz, batata,&lt;br /&gt;macarrao com molho de tomate e camarao ja fizeram parte&lt;br /&gt;do meu cardapio nos dois meses que passei aqui.&lt;br /&gt;dessa vez foi a hora da carne moida.&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que carne moida muitas vezes e sem graca,&lt;br /&gt;mas eu adoro. e modestia parte a que eu fiz ficou delicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proximo desafio e fazer o frango a normanda.&lt;br /&gt;pra quem ja comeu na minha casa e o famoso frango na cidra.&lt;br /&gt;to ansiosa para ver o resultado.&lt;br /&gt;to adorando essa brincadeirinha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o proximo passo vai ser aprender a fazer uma boa faxina em casa.&lt;br /&gt;olha ai, a experiencia de morar sozinha vai me tornar uma boa dona de casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: o teclado aqui nao tem acento, ok?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-8295256745629318480?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8295256745629318480/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=8295256745629318480&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8295256745629318480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8295256745629318480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/01/biloca-pilotando-o-fogao.html' title='a biloca pilotando o fogao.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-1213567267238018077</id><published>2010-01-26T08:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T08:11:51.429-03:00</updated><title type='text'>na holanda, novamente.</title><content type='html'>depois de 1 mes voltei para as terras holandesas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de volta ao frio, ao trabalho e aos costumes europeus.&lt;br /&gt;de volta a rotina: trabalhar, fazer feira, fazer faxina, cozinhar.&lt;br /&gt;de volta a terra das cervejas gostosas.&lt;br /&gt;de volta ao uso do ingles para trabalhar.&lt;br /&gt;de volta aos programas de tv que nao entendo nada. por enquanto.&lt;br /&gt;de volta ao convivio com pessoas novas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iniciando uma nova experiencia.&lt;br /&gt;e em busca de crescimento profissional e pessoal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-1213567267238018077?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1213567267238018077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=1213567267238018077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1213567267238018077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1213567267238018077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/01/na-holanda-novamente.html' title='na holanda, novamente.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-7891743701759990132</id><published>2010-01-22T17:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T18:13:33.067-03:00</updated><title type='text'>o visto saiu.</title><content type='html'>o que seria uma passagem relâmpago de apenas 1 semaninha,&lt;br /&gt;se tornou um período de 18 dias em terras recifenses.&lt;br /&gt;continua sendo pouco tempo, mas foi um tempo bem aproveitado.&lt;br /&gt;onde pude matar um pouquinho a saudade de todos, ou quase todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agora que já estou com visto nas mãos e passagem comprada,&lt;br /&gt;já começa a bater aquela saudade antecipada.&lt;br /&gt;a saudade de poder ver o rosto de cada um sempre que quiser.&lt;br /&gt;mas eu sei que mesmo que dessa vez seja por um período maior,&lt;br /&gt;vai passar rápido do mesmo jeito. e já já vou estar vendo todos&lt;br /&gt;vocês de novo. do mesmo jeitinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a verdade é que não importa o tempo que se passa longe,&lt;br /&gt;o importante é que o que construímos uns com os outros não muda com a distância e nunca vai mudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu, nesse tempo longe, vou correr atrás de muito aprendizado, de muito trabalho e de viver uma vida massa num país diferente com pessoas diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;um momento dedicado ao meu crescimento profissional e pessoal.&lt;br /&gt;e quando voltar, poder dividir tudo o que aprendi com vocês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;então é isso: eu to indo, mas eu volto. &lt;br /&gt;e hoje tem festinha de despedida pra gente se divertir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7891743701759990132?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7891743701759990132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7891743701759990132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7891743701759990132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7891743701759990132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-visto-saiu.html' title='o visto saiu.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-5705239162438019735</id><published>2010-01-20T16:18:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:05:45.992-03:00</updated><title type='text'>respira fundo e conta até 10.</title><content type='html'>o que a gente faz com a oi/velox hein?!&lt;br /&gt;segunda feira a internet da minha casa parou de funcionar.&lt;br /&gt;ligamos pra velox pra saber o que estava acontecendo.&lt;br /&gt;e descobrimos que nossa velox foi cancelada, sem a nossa solicitação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois de muita briga, assumiram que teve um engano no cancelamento.&lt;br /&gt;mas não tinha muita coisa a ser feita, apenas reativar a internet e esperar.&lt;br /&gt;um prazo de T-R-Ê-S dias úteis pra voltar a funcionar.&lt;br /&gt;a gente diz: "isso é um absurdo, o erro foi de vocês, precisamos de internet aqui."&lt;br /&gt;a mulher simplesmente responde: "vá numa lan house senhor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dá vontade de mandar para aquele canto, num da não?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5705239162438019735?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5705239162438019735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=5705239162438019735&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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lado pra mudar um pouquinho. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-6302503221677125121?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6302503221677125121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=6302503221677125121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6302503221677125121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6302503221677125121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/01/pra-dar-uma-cara-nova.html' title='pra dar uma cara nova...'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-6130900218668904577</id><published>2010-01-17T13:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:05:33.977-03:00</updated><title type='text'>casa cheia: adoro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S1M1QCkzAqI/AAAAAAAAB1k/R4_Pu2iOAEY/s1600-h/IMG_0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S1M1QCkzAqI/AAAAAAAAB1k/R4_Pu2iOAEY/s320/IMG_0314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427740525596967586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-6130900218668904577?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6130900218668904577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=6130900218668904577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6130900218668904577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6130900218668904577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/01/casa-cheia-adoro.html' title='casa cheia: adoro!'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/S1M1QCkzAqI/AAAAAAAAB1k/R4_Pu2iOAEY/s72-c/IMG_0314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-361666422599506572</id><published>2010-01-11T00:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:12:44.119-03:00</updated><title type='text'>amo muito tudo isso.</title><content type='html'>casa cheia de amigos.&lt;br /&gt;cerveja e carangueijo/guaiamaum.&lt;br /&gt;violão e muita cantoria.&lt;br /&gt;diversão e felicidade garantidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e o resultado desse sentimento bom,&lt;br /&gt;foi um chorororo básico no final da noite,&lt;br /&gt;pela saudade que tava grande e que vai ficar&lt;br /&gt;maior ainda depois de 1 ano inteiro fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu vou, mas eu volto. me aguardem.&lt;br /&gt;em 2011 a biloca vai ta de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMO MUITO TUDO ISSO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-361666422599506572?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/361666422599506572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=361666422599506572&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/361666422599506572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/361666422599506572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/01/amo-muito-tudo-isso.html' title='amo muito tudo isso.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-906423265530752868</id><published>2010-01-07T10:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:02:39.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>em recife.</title><content type='html'>junto do colo da família.&lt;br /&gt;junto do carinho dos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;junto das pessoas que eu amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tem que aproveitar o máximo,&lt;br /&gt;porque o tempo será curto &lt;br /&gt;e passa muito rápido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-906423265530752868?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/906423265530752868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=906423265530752868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/906423265530752868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/906423265530752868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2010/01/em-recife.html' title='em recife.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-4767209965446908628</id><published>2009-12-31T21:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:30:17.364-03:00</updated><title type='text'>último post de 2009.</title><content type='html'>faltam apenas algumas horas para começar o ano de 2010.&lt;br /&gt;venho aqui desejar um feliz ano novo para todos que costumam&lt;br /&gt;vim aqui no meu cantinho ler as coisinhas que eu escrevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feliz 2010! que seja um ano cheio de alegrias.&lt;br /&gt;muita felicidade, saúde, amor, sucesso para todos nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Sz1B_t0ezHI/AAAAAAAABlY/H3BRxg0Z8BQ/s1600-h/happy-new-year-i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Sz1B_t0ezHI/AAAAAAAABlY/H3BRxg0Z8BQ/s320/happy-new-year-i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421562089311226994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-4767209965446908628?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4767209965446908628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=4767209965446908628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4767209965446908628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4767209965446908628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/ultimo-post-de-2009.html' title='último post de 2009.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Sz1B_t0ezHI/AAAAAAAABlY/H3BRxg0Z8BQ/s72-c/happy-new-year-i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-5553420050518154063</id><published>2009-12-28T01:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:41:24.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'>new york city.</title><content type='html'>a viagem está sendo maravilhosa.&lt;br /&gt;aproveitando a familia e NY ao mesmo tempo.&lt;br /&gt;comprando muito e gastando muito dinheiro também. &lt;br /&gt;mas tudo tá valendo a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recife, me aguarde que eu to chegando.&lt;br /&gt;devo passar 1 semaninha só ai.&lt;br /&gt;então vamos fazer um intensivão, ok?!&lt;br /&gt;quero, pelo menos, tentar aliviar a saudade ao máximo que puder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SzhET30oT7I/AAAAAAAABeQ/cEP9SAhrEZE/s1600-h/SDC10017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SzhET30oT7I/AAAAAAAABeQ/cEP9SAhrEZE/s320/SDC10017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420157259733290930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;só faltou rafa e badu na foto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5553420050518154063?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5553420050518154063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=5553420050518154063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5553420050518154063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5553420050518154063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-york-city.html' title='new york city.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SzhET30oT7I/AAAAAAAABeQ/cEP9SAhrEZE/s72-c/SDC10017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-7488909409392117518</id><published>2009-12-17T05:03:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T05:15:53.732-03:00</updated><title type='text'>schiedam acordou toda branquinha.</title><content type='html'>acordei e quando olhei pela janela a cidade estava toda branquinha.&lt;br /&gt;eu fiquei toda besta, parecia que tava vendo neve pela primeira vez.&lt;br /&gt;mas a cidade ta linda, linda mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;no caminho do escritório as crianças brincando na rua.&lt;br /&gt;fazendo bolinhas de neve e jogando umas nas outras.&lt;br /&gt;o frio? ta de doer, mas compensa ao ver a cidade tão bonita.&lt;br /&gt;pra sair de casa, a receita:&lt;br /&gt;duas calças, três camisas, dois casacos e um cachecol. &lt;br /&gt;pronto, resolvido o problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da janela do meu quarto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Synm7TXEjlI/AAAAAAAABX0/TzO0R5YSKGE/s1600-h/DSC06985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Synm7TXEjlI/AAAAAAAABX0/TzO0R5YSKGE/s320/DSC06985.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416113933373443666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na saída do prédio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SynnLDIEYUI/AAAAAAAABX8/6KRLcnxC5bo/s1600-h/DSC06988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SynnLDIEYUI/AAAAAAAABX8/6KRLcnxC5bo/s320/DSC06988.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416114203893457218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o nosso carrinho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SynnTrU1j5I/AAAAAAAABYE/QlS-sfWi2gc/s1600-h/DSC06991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SynnTrU1j5I/AAAAAAAABYE/QlS-sfWi2gc/s320/DSC06991.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416114352123383698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em homenagem ao natal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Synnm_uA_pI/AAAAAAAABYM/EpOY3EZLdOU/s1600-h/DSC06992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Synnm_uA_pI/AAAAAAAABYM/EpOY3EZLdOU/s320/DSC06992.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416114684015214226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rua:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Synn6yOLL7I/AAAAAAAABYU/X0P_56zD_f0/s1600-h/DSC06994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Synn6yOLL7I/AAAAAAAABYU/X0P_56zD_f0/s320/DSC06994.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416115023989387186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brincando com a neve na frente do escritório:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SynoZloG0EI/AAAAAAAABYc/ZBpo0pFsLUc/s1600-h/DSC06998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SynoZloG0EI/AAAAAAAABYc/ZBpo0pFsLUc/s320/DSC06998.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416115553184436290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toda assanhada nessa foto né, mas ta valendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o canal já ta começando a congelar.&lt;br /&gt;agora é só esperar ele congelar de verdade&lt;br /&gt;e aguardar a prefeitura liberar pra patinação.&lt;br /&gt;quem mais vai patinar no canal sou eu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7488909409392117518?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7488909409392117518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7488909409392117518&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7488909409392117518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7488909409392117518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/schiedam-acordou-toda-branquinha.html' title='schiedam acordou toda branquinha.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Synm7TXEjlI/AAAAAAAABX0/TzO0R5YSKGE/s72-c/DSC06985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-1375569314743243627</id><published>2009-12-10T18:24:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:51:16.645-03:00</updated><title type='text'>show inesquecível.</title><content type='html'>dia 09 de dezembro de 2009 eu fui assistir o show mais emocionante que ja tive a oportunidade de ver. &lt;br /&gt;um show que sempre sonhei em ir. e quarta feira eu estava la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paul mccartney - good evening holland.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;sai correndo de rotterdam às 16h pra chegar em arnhem às 18:30h. &lt;br /&gt;espera na fila do onibus num frio e na chuva. &lt;br /&gt;mas nada importava, só pensava em chegar logo no show. &lt;br /&gt;chegando la, um probleminha na leitura do meu ingresso. &lt;br /&gt;as pernas ficaram bambas, os olhos encheram de lágrimas, &lt;br /&gt;mas no fim deu tudo certo. o código de barra apitou e eu entrei. &lt;br /&gt;pronto, o sorriso estampou no rosto e não saiu mais. &lt;br /&gt;tinha horas que parava e pensava: "não acredito que estou aqui". &lt;br /&gt;momento de risadas, de cantar alto, de se emocionar e até de chorar. &lt;br /&gt;uma ligação mais do que especial pro meu pai. &lt;br /&gt;afinal, o único "defeito" do show foi não poder estar do lado dele nesse momento tão especial. &lt;br /&gt;mas foi perfeito. e meu pai vai assistir em abril no brasil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umas fotinhas pra vocês. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ingresso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFtRCU_gGI/AAAAAAAABW4/7Hk_YRBCUKs/s1600-h/o+ingresso..jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413728366526169186 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFtRCU_gGI/AAAAAAAABW4/7Hk_YRBCUKs/s320/o+ingresso..jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a entrada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFtg2XMM3I/AAAAAAAABXA/p0UNXlpUeYQ/s1600-h/entrada..jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413728638192071538 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFtg2XMM3I/AAAAAAAABXA/p0UNXlpUeYQ/s320/entrada..jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meus companheiros de show: mari e felipe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFt1gud6VI/AAAAAAAABXI/KLdt3LxPHJ8/s1600-h/na+entrada+das+cadeiras..jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413728993161374034 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFt1gud6VI/AAAAAAAABXI/KLdt3LxPHJ8/s320/na+entrada+das+cadeiras..jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFuDptiOnI/AAAAAAAABXQ/tkkhP0eSysk/s1600-h/entrada+das+cadeiras+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413729236091550322 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFuDptiOnI/AAAAAAAABXQ/tkkhP0eSysk/s320/entrada+das+cadeiras+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esperando o show começar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFubdk1lvI/AAAAAAAABXY/pTtac6JOOLg/s1600-h/esperando.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413729645150705394 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFubdk1lvI/AAAAAAAABXY/pTtac6JOOLg/s320/esperando.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e finalmente, começou! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFu6qlEicI/AAAAAAAABXg/uZVunlBQQ60/s1600-h/come%C3%A7ou.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413730181217290690 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFu6qlEicI/AAAAAAAABXg/uZVunlBQQ60/s320/come%C3%A7ou.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olha o beatles rock band no telão!! quero jogar!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFvRoq98fI/AAAAAAAABXo/X4jMVfFlJLM/s1600-h/rock+band.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413730575842144754 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFvRoq98fI/AAAAAAAABXo/X4jMVfFlJLM/s320/rock+band.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e agora dois vídeos. o primeiro a qualidade ta péssima. &lt;br /&gt;o segundo vídeo, pra mim, foi a melhor parte do show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8I237xzSt2Q&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8I237xzSt2Q&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ssQu76JFNSI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ssQu76JFNSI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-1375569314743243627?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1375569314743243627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=1375569314743243627&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1375569314743243627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1375569314743243627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/show-inesquecivel.html' title='show inesquecível.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SyFtRCU_gGI/AAAAAAAABW4/7Hk_YRBCUKs/s72-c/o+ingresso..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-122944132303135041</id><published>2009-12-07T18:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:53:21.021-03:00</updated><title type='text'>dicionário holandês.</title><content type='html'>vou fazer uma brincadeira. dicionário holandês da biloca.&lt;br /&gt;o meu dicionário diz a palavra, o significado e como se pronuncia, ok?&lt;br /&gt;quer dizer, mais ou menos como se pronuncia, só pra vocês terem uma noção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* goedemorgen = bom dia = ruimorren&lt;br /&gt;* dank u well = obrigada = dank u well&lt;br /&gt;* alstublieft = por favor = astublif ou assaobife.&lt;br /&gt;* ja = sim = iá&lt;br /&gt;* nee = não = nei&lt;br /&gt;* lekker = delicioso = lekker&lt;br /&gt;* lekker ding = uma forma não vulgar de dizer que uma pessoa é gostosa = lekker din&lt;br /&gt;* sorry = desculpa = sóri.&lt;br /&gt;* hoe gaat het? = tudo bem? = ru rat ret?&lt;br /&gt;* goed, met jou? = bem, e você? = rut, met iau?&lt;br /&gt;* koe = vaca = cú&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não da pra escrever a pronuncia perfeita.&lt;br /&gt;mas da pra ter uma idéia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-122944132303135041?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/122944132303135041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=122944132303135041&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/122944132303135041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/122944132303135041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/vou-fazer-uma-brincadeira.html' title='dicionário holandês.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-9054670987322240873</id><published>2009-12-06T07:52:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T08:26:00.735-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sinterklaas e zwarte piet.</title><content type='html'>sinterklaas, mas conhecido com st. claus, também chamado de são nicolau, que inspirou o nosso querido papai noel.&lt;br /&gt;esse velhinho ai tenho certeza que todo mundo conhece.&lt;br /&gt;mas e zwarte piet? que para nós significa pedro preto.&lt;br /&gt;esse ai foi novidade pra mim. e a cidade ta cheia deles.&lt;br /&gt;desde novembro que quando saio pra passear pela cidade,&lt;br /&gt;vejo vários pedros pretos, sejam eles homens, mulheres e crianças.&lt;br /&gt;até num bar que eu fui, os holandeses todos arrumados, &lt;br /&gt;mas com o chapéu do tal pedro petro na cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;resumindo fui procurar saber quem danado é zwarte piet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aprendi na minha infância que os ajudantes de papai noel eram as renas. e ainda tinha rudolph, a rena mais famosa.&lt;br /&gt;mas aqui na holanda ninguém fala nada das rena, o famoso ajudante de sinterklaas aqui é o tal do zwarte piet.&lt;br /&gt;a primeira história foi que pedro preto era um mendigo e depois de ter sido ajudado por st. claus, ele promete ficar e ajudá-lo. &lt;br /&gt;assim, bem dizer o "escravo do papai noel".&lt;br /&gt;anos depois, pra história ficar mais bonitinha e suavizar o racismo, eles mudaram a lenda.&lt;br /&gt;hoje se diz que zwarte piet continua sendo ajudante de papai noel, mas não é negro.&lt;br /&gt;dizem que ele é preto porque tem que descer as chaminés das casas pra entregar os presentes das crianças.&lt;br /&gt;bem mais bonitinha essa versão né?&lt;br /&gt;hoje é o dia de sinterklaas, que foi comemorado aqui ontem, na véspera.&lt;br /&gt;agora ta explicado porque tinha tanta gente pintada de preto pela cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pra vocês conhecerem os famosos zwarte piet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SxuSJUnIHgI/AAAAAAAABWY/2zP7c-b7sDo/s1600-h/intocht_zwarte_pieten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SxuSJUnIHgI/AAAAAAAABWY/2zP7c-b7sDo/s320/intocht_zwarte_pieten.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412080066065079810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-9054670987322240873?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/9054670987322240873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=9054670987322240873&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/9054670987322240873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/9054670987322240873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/sinterklaas-e-zwarte-piet.html' title='sinterklaas e zwarte piet.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SxuSJUnIHgI/AAAAAAAABWY/2zP7c-b7sDo/s72-c/intocht_zwarte_pieten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-8089937113931904945</id><published>2009-12-04T04:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T04:40:07.031-03:00</updated><title type='text'>homenagem a ele.</title><content type='html'>hoje é a missa dele.&lt;br /&gt;eu não vou poder estar presente.&lt;br /&gt;estou longe, mas estarei com meu pensamento nele&lt;br /&gt;e rezando por ele. pelo meu avô.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Sxi8oq70TII/AAAAAAAABWQ/wpeBXLHQeq0/s1600-h/Dr+D%C3%A9cio+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Sxi8oq70TII/AAAAAAAABWQ/wpeBXLHQeq0/s320/Dr+D%C3%A9cio+(8).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411282359191620738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-8089937113931904945?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8089937113931904945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=8089937113931904945&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8089937113931904945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8089937113931904945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/12/homenagem-ele.html' title='homenagem a ele.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Sxi8oq70TII/AAAAAAAABWQ/wpeBXLHQeq0/s72-c/Dr+D%C3%A9cio+(8).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-2645354138036560215</id><published>2009-11-30T19:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:14:29.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'>1 mês.</title><content type='html'>dia 30 de outubro de 2009 eu estava no aeroporto,&lt;br /&gt;esperando o vôo que me levaria pra holanda.&lt;br /&gt;estava nervosa, e numa mistura de insegurança e confiança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje, 1 mês depois, o que parece ser pouco tempo,&lt;br /&gt;na realidade ja foi tempo suficiente para aprender muitas coisas novas.&lt;br /&gt;conhecer pessoas novas, lugares novos, costumes novos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daqui a mais 1 mês estou de volta no brasil,&lt;br /&gt;por um período curtinho, 10 dias mais ou menos.&lt;br /&gt;mas tempo que vou aproveitar pra matar as saudades/se despedir,&lt;br /&gt;e assim voltar para holanda, morar no meu apartamento, &lt;br /&gt;comprar minha bicicleta e viver na cidade que vai ser minha casa,&lt;br /&gt;por no mínimo 1 ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preciso me acostumar com o frio e com a falta de sol no inverno.&lt;br /&gt;sair de casa às 7h da manhã com a temperatura de 6ºC e com &lt;br /&gt;sensação térmica de 2ºC não é nada agradável.&lt;br /&gt;mas como eu sou sortuda e tenho carro pra trabalhar, &lt;br /&gt;é só o tempo de correr pra dentro do carro e ligar o aquecedor no máximo. &lt;br /&gt;e uma coisa eu garanto, roupa de frio é chic demais.&lt;br /&gt;a biloca agora é fina. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-2645354138036560215?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2645354138036560215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=2645354138036560215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2645354138036560215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2645354138036560215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-mes.html' title='1 mês.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-5228642631640126026</id><published>2009-11-22T13:46:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:58:13.757-03:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to schiedam.</title><content type='html'>pra vocês conhecerem um pouquinho minha nova cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwlrXM8MdcI/AAAAAAAABPQ/SY6aqPwGds4/s1600/15-windmills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwlrXM8MdcI/AAAAAAAABPQ/SY6aqPwGds4/s320/15-windmills.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406970873989854658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Swlre5bK7nI/AAAAAAAABPY/5HQELLons30/s1600/2632881984_274c26bf88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/Swlre5bK7nI/AAAAAAAABPY/5HQELLons30/s320/2632881984_274c26bf88.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406971006190022258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu tirei um monte de fotos esse final de semana.&lt;br /&gt;mas como minha máquina pifou de vez, &lt;br /&gt;as fotos todas foram tiradas na máquina de uma amiga.&lt;br /&gt;assim que eu pegar as fotos eu coloco aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5228642631640126026?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5228642631640126026/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=5228642631640126026&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5228642631640126026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5228642631640126026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-schiedam.html' title='welcome to schiedam.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwlrXM8MdcI/AAAAAAAABPQ/SY6aqPwGds4/s72-c/15-windmills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-1555233043778401278</id><published>2009-11-19T05:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T06:07:47.349-03:00</updated><title type='text'>trabalho.</title><content type='html'>ato ou efeito de trabalhar;&lt;br /&gt;exercício de atividade humana, manual, intelectual, produtiva;&lt;br /&gt;esforço necessário para que uma tarefa seja realizada;&lt;br /&gt;atividade profissional remunerada;&lt;br /&gt;produção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;responsabilidade, reconhecimento, stress, cansaço,&lt;br /&gt;produção, risadas, felicidade, raiva, dinheiro,&lt;br /&gt;conhecimento, aprendizado, experiência, amigos, &lt;br /&gt;brigas, reconciliações, medo, superação...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e assim vem o crescimento e o amadurecimento.&lt;br /&gt;profissional e pessoal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-1555233043778401278?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1555233043778401278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=1555233043778401278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1555233043778401278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1555233043778401278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/trabalho.html' title='trabalho.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-7714743594621783902</id><published>2009-11-16T15:35:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:41:26.208-03:00</updated><title type='text'>umas fotinhas.</title><content type='html'>o corredor da morte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwGbnyzH9kI/AAAAAAAABOY/5DfSXiRtetI/s1600/corredor+da+morte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwGbnyzH9kI/AAAAAAAABOY/5DfSXiRtetI/s320/corredor+da+morte.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404772135774713410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mãe, esse é o famoso corredor da morte.&lt;br /&gt;pra quem não sabe, o prédio fica no 10º andar.&lt;br /&gt;o vento ai não é brincadeira não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no caminho do pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwGb9QBn-dI/AAAAAAAABOg/QSvoI3WKNMQ/s1600/cisneis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwGb9QBn-dI/AAAAAAAABOg/QSvoI3WKNMQ/s320/cisneis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404772504397412818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na praia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwGcegGvnHI/AAAAAAAABOo/Xhfa_ReQWag/s1600/praia..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwGcegGvnHI/AAAAAAAABOo/Xhfa_ReQWag/s320/praia..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404773075649535090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indo pra praia com uma blusa, dois casacos, e duas calças.&lt;br /&gt;super na moda pra ir pra uma praia.&lt;br /&gt;vento frio dos infernos.&lt;br /&gt;em julho eu volto la pra aproveitar o sol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7714743594621783902?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7714743594621783902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7714743594621783902&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7714743594621783902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7714743594621783902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/umas-fotinhas.html' title='umas fotinhas.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SwGbnyzH9kI/AAAAAAAABOY/5DfSXiRtetI/s72-c/corredor+da+morte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-8180841656906015049</id><published>2009-11-13T09:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:38:55.901-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"i gotta feelin"</title><content type='html'>i gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's live it up.&lt;br /&gt;jump off that sofa.&lt;br /&gt;let's paint the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-8180841656906015049?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8180841656906015049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=8180841656906015049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8180841656906015049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8180841656906015049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-gotta-feelin.html' title='&quot;i gotta feelin&quot;'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-8967150817841242583</id><published>2009-11-08T15:19:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:51:02.104-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e no final de semana...</title><content type='html'>na sexta fui pra um barzinho no centro de rotterdam.&lt;br /&gt;na realidade fomos pra um barzinho e depois pra um pub.&lt;br /&gt;eu, que não consegui dormir direito a semana inteira,&lt;br /&gt;tomei algumas cerveja e logo logo estava no brilho.&lt;br /&gt;mas a noite foi ótima.&lt;br /&gt;terminamos a farra na casa de um casal amigo,&lt;br /&gt;tomando mais cerveja e tocando violão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sábado fui à belgica.&lt;br /&gt;fui conhecer bruxelas e brugges.&lt;br /&gt;pegamos o carro, 30 euros de combustível, um gps e pronto.&lt;br /&gt;o transito da belgica é uma doideira, mas as cidades são lindas.&lt;br /&gt;comi o famoso moule e passeamos pela cidade.&lt;br /&gt;chegamos de volta a rotterdam 1h da manhã, morta de cansada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no domingo, dia de dormir até tarde. finalmente.&lt;br /&gt;depois pegar o tram e ir pro centro de rotterdam, olhar o comércio e comer.&lt;br /&gt;depois ir no supermercado e casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as fotos ficaram uma porcaria, e como tirei poucas, quase nenhuma se salvou.&lt;br /&gt;de qualquer forma, vejam algumas ai embaixo.&lt;br /&gt;vou me esforçar mais pra conseguir tirar mais fotos e melhores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvcPzyfr-iI/AAAAAAAABNg/OYyhq8-yyR0/s1600-h/foto+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvcPzyfr-iI/AAAAAAAABNg/OYyhq8-yyR0/s320/foto+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401803660456622626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvcP-kMEVjI/AAAAAAAABNo/_D3OdgZxoLM/s1600-h/foto+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvcP-kMEVjI/AAAAAAAABNo/_D3OdgZxoLM/s320/foto+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401803845594797618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvcQWgcYiZI/AAAAAAAABNw/5srne7miKDI/s1600-h/foto+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvcQWgcYiZI/AAAAAAAABNw/5srne7miKDI/s320/foto+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401804256906348946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvcQoY_nsvI/AAAAAAAABN4/Toj_KbK8Ffk/s1600-h/foto+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvcQoY_nsvI/AAAAAAAABN4/Toj_KbK8Ffk/s320/foto+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401804564144304882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-8967150817841242583?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/8967150817841242583/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=8967150817841242583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8967150817841242583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/8967150817841242583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-no-final-de-semana.html' title='e no final de semana...'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvcPzyfr-iI/AAAAAAAABNg/OYyhq8-yyR0/s72-c/foto+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-7556052648662928247</id><published>2009-11-06T16:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:45:10.472-03:00</updated><title type='text'>cerveja a boa.</title><content type='html'>as mais famosas na holanda: hertog jan e heineken.&lt;br /&gt;minha primeira cerveja aqui foi logo no aeroporto, assim que cheguei.&lt;br /&gt;pra dar aquela relaxada depois do estresse da minha mala.&lt;br /&gt;e foi um copão de heineken. &lt;br /&gt;engraçado, porque aqui a heineken é mais gostosa do que ai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas quarta feira fui num pub e provei a tal hertog jan.&lt;br /&gt;putz, deixa a heineken no chinelo. muito mais gostosa.&lt;br /&gt;e por ser holandesa e popular, não é cara.&lt;br /&gt;2,20 euros. se for converter pra real fica cara sim.&lt;br /&gt;mas pra quem ganha em euro, fica até mais barata do que tomar uma latinha de skol quente nas festinhas do eufrasio.&lt;br /&gt;(nada contra o eufrásio, adoro festinhas la).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pra vocês conhecerem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvR8YgvkJaI/AAAAAAAABNY/2vCBN8qBxJs/s1600-h/HERTOG%2520JAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvR8YgvkJaI/AAAAAAAABNY/2vCBN8qBxJs/s320/HERTOG%2520JAN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401078613672207778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e hoje é sexta.&lt;br /&gt;mais cerveja pela frente. eba!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-7556052648662928247?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/7556052648662928247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=7556052648662928247&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7556052648662928247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/7556052648662928247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/cerveja-boa.html' title='cerveja a boa.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SvR8YgvkJaI/AAAAAAAABNY/2vCBN8qBxJs/s72-c/HERTOG%2520JAN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-1842131829918197252</id><published>2009-11-04T15:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T15:39:31.977-03:00</updated><title type='text'>aumentando o vocabulário.</title><content type='html'>hoje aprendi algumas cores em holandes.&lt;br /&gt;alguém chuta que cores são?&lt;br /&gt;não vale usar o tradutor.&lt;br /&gt;vamos la:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wit&lt;br /&gt;zwart&lt;br /&gt;rood&lt;br /&gt;blauw&lt;br /&gt;groen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguém se arrisca?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-1842131829918197252?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1842131829918197252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=1842131829918197252&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1842131829918197252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1842131829918197252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/aumentando-o-vocabulario.html' title='aumentando o vocabulário.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-841898247596660953</id><published>2009-11-02T17:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:24:22.951-03:00</updated><title type='text'>1º dia.</title><content type='html'>será que vocês vão encher o saco se eu começar a falar muito da minha viagem por aqui?!&lt;br /&gt;mas eu vou falar mesmo assim ta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primeiro dia de trabalho, depois de poucas horas de sono.&lt;br /&gt;afinal, vai demorar um pouquinho pra se adaptar ao horário.&lt;br /&gt;acordei às 7h da manhã e o dia ainda ta escuro e um frio da porra.&lt;br /&gt;7:40h sai de casa rumo ao porto de rotterdam.&lt;br /&gt;aquilo ali é um mundo e venta para c-a-r-a-l-h-o.&lt;br /&gt;desculpem o palavrão.&lt;br /&gt;muita coisa no trabalho, muitas informações novas, MUITO papel.&lt;br /&gt;algumas ligações em inglês (tive que esquecer a vergonha).&lt;br /&gt;um tour pelo porto e pelas câmaras que armazenamos as frutas.&lt;br /&gt;0°C dentro das câmaras, sai de la com o nariz ardendo de tanto frio.&lt;br /&gt;quentinhas pro almoço. e almoço caseiro!!!&lt;br /&gt;a mulher do meu colega de trabalho faz quentinhas pro povo do escritório.&lt;br /&gt;só 4 euros o almoço com direito a arroz, feijão preto, purê e strogonoff de frango.&lt;br /&gt;o dia de trabalho terminou às 19:20h pra dar tempo de correr pra fazer umas comprinhas no supermercado.&lt;br /&gt;porque aqui fecha às 20h, ai tem que correr pra pegar aberto.&lt;br /&gt;senão morre de fome. depois do supermercado, direto pra casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tem um chileno morando comigo. gente fina.&lt;br /&gt;a comunicação é um pouco difícil, mas ta rolando.&lt;br /&gt;pense num espanhol dificil danado de entender.&lt;br /&gt;mas com um portunhol e inglês ta rolando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bem, por enquanto é isso.&lt;br /&gt;em breve dou mais notícias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim, minha mala chegou hoje às 19h. ufa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-841898247596660953?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/841898247596660953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=841898247596660953&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/841898247596660953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/841898247596660953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-dia.html' title='1º dia.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-110468391822087524</id><published>2009-11-01T17:01:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:22:48.985-03:00</updated><title type='text'>eu cheguei, mas a mala não.</title><content type='html'>depois de um longo dia de viagem, cheguei à rotterdam.&lt;br /&gt;pena que minha mala resolveu não chegar junto comigo.&lt;br /&gt;acho que ela gostou do avião e só vai chegar amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;pelo menos disseram que a mala vai ser entregue amanhã no escritório.&lt;br /&gt;mas como minha mãe já é expert em viagens, &lt;br /&gt;minha mala de mão tem uma roupa extra e um pijama.&lt;br /&gt;vai da pra segurar até amanhã. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheguei um caco, mas ao mesmo tempo não sei se vai ser fácil pegar no sono logo.&lt;br /&gt;afinal aqui já são 21h, mas em recife ainda são 17h.&lt;br /&gt;vou ter que me acostumar com a diferença de horário ainda.&lt;br /&gt;e amanhã já vão me pegar pra trabalhar às 7:30h da manhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje foi um dia todo de viagem.&lt;br /&gt;amanhã sim, vai ser o primeiro dia na cidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-110468391822087524?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/110468391822087524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=110468391822087524&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/110468391822087524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/110468391822087524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-cheguei-mas-mala-nao.html' title='eu cheguei, mas a mala não.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-6799374350731684819</id><published>2009-10-30T11:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:58:43.654-03:00</updated><title type='text'>uma caixinha de surpresas.</title><content type='html'>é mais ou menos assim que funciona aqui no trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;uma surpresa atrás da outra, um susto atrás do outro.&lt;br /&gt;e assim eu vou aprendendo, eu vou crescendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanhã estou embarcando para mais um desafio.&lt;br /&gt;um pouco nervosa, mas confiante.&lt;br /&gt;me desejem sorte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-6799374350731684819?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/6799374350731684819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=6799374350731684819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6799374350731684819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/6799374350731684819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/10/uma-caixinha-de-surpresas.html' title='uma caixinha de surpresas.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-5748357159796756862</id><published>2009-10-28T18:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:20:55.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'>insegurança é uma coisa chata, né?</title><content type='html'>pena que às vezes ela me pega de jeito.&lt;br /&gt;mas enfim, espero que ja ja passe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e que as coisas aconteçam exatamente como eu imaginei.&lt;br /&gt;ou pelo menos, bem parecido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5748357159796756862?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5748357159796756862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=5748357159796756862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5748357159796756862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5748357159796756862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/10/inseguranca-e-uma-coisa-chata-ne.html' title='insegurança é uma coisa chata, né?'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-5740714343108091365</id><published>2009-10-27T10:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:02:40.925-03:00</updated><title type='text'>correr.</title><content type='html'>é isso, voltei a correr.&lt;br /&gt;duas semanas de treino e já me sinto uma "atleta".&lt;br /&gt;é viciante, é gratificante, é o momento de corre e esquecer do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;e no final de cada treino, a satisfação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chego em casa morta de cansada, mas feliz.&lt;br /&gt;e já esperando o dia do próximo treino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;correr, eu aconselho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5740714343108091365?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5740714343108091365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=5740714343108091365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5740714343108091365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5740714343108091365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/10/correr.html' title='correr.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-3459719115631575410</id><published>2009-10-22T08:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T08:26:23.779-03:00</updated><title type='text'>comics party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SuBBBH17VGI/AAAAAAAABMw/cVJNsr57s00/s1600-h/Convite+Nina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SuBBBH17VGI/AAAAAAAABMw/cVJNsr57s00/s320/Convite+Nina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395383841130763362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vai perder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-3459719115631575410?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3459719115631575410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=3459719115631575410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3459719115631575410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3459719115631575410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/10/comics-party.html' title='comics party.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoWvTnbXakE/SuBBBH17VGI/AAAAAAAABMw/cVJNsr57s00/s72-c/Convite+Nina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-3688828106238569080</id><published>2009-10-16T09:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:52:12.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'>final de semana.</title><content type='html'>várias programações.&lt;br /&gt;amigos especiais.&lt;br /&gt;muitos sorrisos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e o melhor:&lt;br /&gt;segunda feira não trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;viva a construção civil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-3688828106238569080?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/3688828106238569080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=3688828106238569080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3688828106238569080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/3688828106238569080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-venha-o-final-de-semana.html' title='final de semana.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-5021720748189671310</id><published>2009-10-13T17:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:40:41.907-03:00</updated><title type='text'>insonia.</title><content type='html'>vamos combinar, uma noite mal dormida é um saco.&lt;br /&gt;logo comigo que amo dormir e quase nunca tenho problemas pra pegar no sono.&lt;br /&gt;mas como nem tudo é perfeito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem contar que ainda tive uma ajudinha externa pra atrapalhar meu sono:&lt;br /&gt;liguei o ar condicionado, mas continuei com calor.&lt;br /&gt;liguei também o ventilador, no máximo, e ainda calor.&lt;br /&gt;me explique isso? menopausa precoce é? putz!&lt;br /&gt;resultado, quando me cobria, calor.&lt;br /&gt;quando tirava o lençol, muriçoca.&lt;br /&gt;isso mesmo, muriçoca dentro do quarto fechado e ar ligado?!!&lt;br /&gt;e o celular, que passou o dia inteiro sem funcionar, &lt;br /&gt;resolve da sinal de vida em plena madrugada.&lt;br /&gt;reultado: começaram a chegar as mensagens das ligações perdidas durante o dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e eu que tinha me deitado antes das 22h pra poder dormir muito.&lt;br /&gt;grande ilusão...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5021720748189671310?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5021720748189671310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=5021720748189671310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5021720748189671310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5021720748189671310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/10/insonia.html' title='insonia.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-2380216421964043349</id><published>2009-10-09T09:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:12:05.867-03:00</updated><title type='text'>help me to help myself.</title><content type='html'>acho que é mais ou menos pra isso que serve a terapia né?&lt;br /&gt;toda quinta feira vou lá, falar, falar e escutar durante 40 minutos.&lt;br /&gt;não me pergunte o que a analista faz pra me ajudar, que eu não sei.&lt;br /&gt;a única coisa que eu sei é que ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já estou nessa rotina há um tempinho e hoje me sinto mais segura.&lt;br /&gt;claro que ainda tenho MUITO o que aprender, o que amadurecer.&lt;br /&gt;não to nem perto de onde pretendo chegar, mas que eu melhorei, eu melhorei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vou la e falo bobagens, coisas sérias, felizes e tristes.&lt;br /&gt;e ainda tem dias que chego la e escuto o que não quero escutar.&lt;br /&gt;saio de la um trapo, me sentindo uma bosta.&lt;br /&gt;mas ai eu penso: se eu fico com tanta raiva é porque ela conseguiu me atingir.&lt;br /&gt;e ai ela consegue me fazer refletir sobre o assunto a semana inteira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ou seja, até quando é ruim, é bom.&lt;br /&gt;e assim as coisas vão caminhando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-2380216421964043349?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/2380216421964043349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=2380216421964043349&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2380216421964043349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/2380216421964043349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/10/help-me-to-help-myself.html' title='help me to help myself.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-4027913970046411703</id><published>2009-10-07T10:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:25:19.873-03:00</updated><title type='text'>i have to say...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ops! i just forgot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-4027913970046411703?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/4027913970046411703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=4027913970046411703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4027913970046411703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/4027913970046411703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-to-say.html' title='i have to say...'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-179149638889069779</id><published>2009-09-29T15:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:12:25.372-03:00</updated><title type='text'>de volta ao cinema.</title><content type='html'>pois é, faz um bom tempo que não vou ao cinema.&lt;br /&gt;e sinceramente, não sei porque deixo isso acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;uma pessoa que gosta tanto de cinema, e não vai? não pode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adoro assistir filmes em casa também.&lt;br /&gt;seja no sofá, ou na cama debaixo das cobertas.&lt;br /&gt;mas nada se compara a ir ao cinema.&lt;br /&gt;ainda mais hoje em dia que ta cada vez mais fácil.&lt;br /&gt;ingressos podem ser comprados pela internet.&lt;br /&gt;e o melhor, com lugar marcado.&lt;br /&gt;sem filas e com essa facilidade toda, fiz aquela velha "promessa":&lt;br /&gt;voltar a ir ao cinema com mais frequencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e já começa hoje.&lt;br /&gt;com "up - altas aventuras".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-179149638889069779?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/179149638889069779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=179149638889069779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/179149638889069779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/179149638889069779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-volta-ao-cinema.html' title='de volta ao cinema.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-5608354055215094202</id><published>2009-09-24T08:18:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T09:39:59.398-03:00</updated><title type='text'>essa semana eu li a seguinte frase:</title><content type='html'>"toda história tem um fim, mas na vida&lt;br /&gt;cada final é um novo começo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no começo eu pensei que fosse exagero.&lt;br /&gt;porque não acho que toda história tenha um fim.&lt;br /&gt;sou dessas que acredito em relacionamentos "pra sempre".&lt;br /&gt;acredito que namoros/casamentos duram pra sempre.&lt;br /&gt;acredito que os amigos que tenho vão ser pra sempre.&lt;br /&gt;acredito que minha família vai ser unida pra sempre.&lt;br /&gt;e acho que sou muito mais feliz por pensar assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas depois analisei a frase com calma.&lt;br /&gt;e tive uma outra interpretação.&lt;br /&gt;todo relacionamento, seja ele namoro, casamento, amizade, familia.&lt;br /&gt;são feitos de etapas. etapas demoradas, rápidas, visíveis e até as imperceptíveis. &lt;br /&gt;e toda etapa tem um fim. elas precisam ter um fim. &lt;br /&gt;precisam fechar um ciclo, pra que possam surgir novas etapas.&lt;br /&gt;e assim os relacionamentos vão se renovando, vão evoluindo.&lt;br /&gt;e vão se concretizando para durar pra sempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-5608354055215094202?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/5608354055215094202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=5608354055215094202&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5608354055215094202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/5608354055215094202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/09/essa-semana-eu-li-seguinte-frase.html' title='essa semana eu li a seguinte frase:'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360686661610316760.post-1558734314297289430</id><published>2009-09-22T09:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:53:32.116-03:00</updated><title type='text'>eu fui e gostei.</title><content type='html'>conheci a banda no coquetel molotov e gostei.&lt;br /&gt;e esse clip é muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;vale a pena ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beirut - elephant gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N-mqhkuOF7s&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N-mqhkuOF7s&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-1558734314297289430?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/1558734314297289430/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=1558734314297289430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1558734314297289430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/1558734314297289430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/2009/09/eu-fui-e-gostei.html' title='eu fui e gostei.'/><author><name>nina freire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15170460141396813191</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-1360686661610316760.post-384980239110058274</id><published>2009-09-21T08:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:24:22.859-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tava demorando.</title><content type='html'>a gente se prepara pra uma coisa, ai muda.&lt;br /&gt;depois do "choque" a gente se acostuma e fica tudo bem.&lt;br /&gt;ai quando ta tudo certo e super próximo, muda de novo.&lt;br /&gt;vai entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e a gente que se lasque com os preparativos e a ansiedade.&lt;br /&gt;só assim se aprende a não esperar mais nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1360686661610316760-384980239110058274?l=falabiloca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://falabiloca.blogspot.com/feeds/384980239110058274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1360686661610316760&amp;postID=384980239110058274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/384980239110058274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1360686661610316760/posts/default/384980239110058274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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