<?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-5410145045922736842</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:32:17.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>across the universe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5410145045922736842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>'bibiia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03196985824760935401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXAWA03WOZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q2N9-odObF4/S220/100_8777.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410145045922736842.post-3440050798776956444</id><published>2009-01-24T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:49:35.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXvC7UFEIXI/AAAAAAAAABA/orRk0_AnmvQ/s1600-h/imagem+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXvC7UFEIXI/AAAAAAAAABA/orRk0_AnmvQ/s320/imagem+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295040111162171762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;      "Amigos vão, e novos são feitos! Lembro do meu primeiro dia de aula na escola pública, como se fosse hoje. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;      Distraída conversando, bati a cabeça num poste. Isso foi engraçado hahaha. Final de semana era com o pessoal do skate no pátio de trás do shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;      Mas, as pessoas crescem. Mudam de amigos. E então conheci o pessoal do rock. Da praça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;      Eram pessoas com as quais me sentia a vontade. E aos poucos, fui libetando minha personalidade e desejos escondidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;      Foi muito bom enquanto durou. E então, veio a fase dos namoros conturbados. Os chamados, "dedo podre"... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;  "i kissed a girl, and i liked it&lt;br /&gt;                                                          the taste of her cherry chapstick"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5410145045922736842-3440050798776956444?l=likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3440050798776956444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/2009/01/amigos-vo-e-novos-so-feitos-lembro-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5410145045922736842/posts/default/3440050798776956444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5410145045922736842/posts/default/3440050798776956444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/2009/01/amigos-vo-e-novos-so-feitos-lembro-do.html' title=''/><author><name>'bibiia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03196985824760935401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXAWA03WOZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q2N9-odObF4/S220/100_8777.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXvC7UFEIXI/AAAAAAAAABA/orRk0_AnmvQ/s72-c/imagem+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410145045922736842.post-4739098156082953106</id><published>2009-01-16T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:29:14.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXCdotwy40I/AAAAAAAAAAw/DG6loA-cqU8/s1600-h/Mininas+amadas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXCdotwy40I/AAAAAAAAAAw/DG6loA-cqU8/s320/Mininas+amadas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291902884964918082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;  "Nunca fui nada do que eu queria ser. Nunca fui popular, nunca realizei meus verdadeiros sonhos. Minha vida era aquele mundinho das escolas particulares onde sempre vai existir o patinho feio. E esse, era eu. Minha vida mudou de verdade, quando conheci a realidade de estudar numa escola pública. Fazer amigos...como é bom! Um mundo onde ninguém queria aparecer mais que o outro. Pena que hoje em dia isso tenha mudado..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;                                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"it's not OK, sinto falta de coisas que perdi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;                                       do lugar onde eu nasci e do colégio que estudei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;                                       amigos vão sem se despedir, você já não me faz sorrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;                                       e hoje eu sei."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5410145045922736842-4739098156082953106?l=likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4739098156082953106/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/2009/01/nunca-fui-nada-do-que-eu-queria-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5410145045922736842/posts/default/4739098156082953106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5410145045922736842/posts/default/4739098156082953106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/2009/01/nunca-fui-nada-do-que-eu-queria-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>'bibiia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03196985824760935401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXAWA03WOZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q2N9-odObF4/S220/100_8777.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXCdotwy40I/AAAAAAAAAAw/DG6loA-cqU8/s72-c/Mininas+amadas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5410145045922736842.post-3531498485782240296</id><published>2009-01-15T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:30:07.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXASo9FegtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0_3lO1gKJic/s1600-h/Niver+da+Tata+11.07.2007+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXASo9FegtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0_3lO1gKJic/s320/Niver+da+Tata+11.07.2007+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291750056961934034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Me lembro daqueles tempos. Tempos em que a amizade era tudo que importava. Mas, nem sempre, as coisas continuam como eram. De que adianta uma pessoa ter tudo que sempre quis de material, se as pessoas que ela ama não estão mais na mesma sintonia? De que adianta isso, se tudo que está nessa foto, praticamente se apagou? É como se às vezes, ela não tivesse nada. Ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Como&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ela queria que tivesse sido diferente..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                                "when everything is going wrong           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                                  and things are just a little strange         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                                  it's been so long now you've forgotten how to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                                  and overhead the skies are clear but it still seems to rain on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                                  and your only friends all have better things to do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5410145045922736842-3531498485782240296?l=likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3531498485782240296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-lembro-daqueles-tempos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5410145045922736842/posts/default/3531498485782240296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5410145045922736842/posts/default/3531498485782240296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastaracrossthesky.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-lembro-daqueles-tempos.html' title=''/><author><name>'bibiia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03196985824760935401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXAWA03WOZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Q2N9-odObF4/S220/100_8777.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEQN9O7WmCA/SXASo9FegtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0_3lO1gKJic/s72-c/Niver+da+Tata+11.07.2007+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
