<?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-3988278</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:01:31.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"se fosse só sentir saudade, mas tem sempre um algo mais.."</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>442</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-254228240452878417</id><published>2011-03-09T19:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T19:10:19.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird..</title><summary type='text'>   Something simply doesn’t fit anymore..there is somenthing wrong..I don’t know what..Do you know when you just have the feeling..so, that’s what’s happening now..I’ll try to figure it out..   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/254228240452878417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=254228240452878417' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/254228240452878417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/254228240452878417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2011/03/weird.html' title='Weird..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-3312621923257357482</id><published>2011-02-08T23:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T23:20:34.287+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Por aqui..</title><summary type='text'>   Tempos que não posto por aqui..nem sei quanto tempo..nem abri o blog pra saber..   O tempo que a Carol passou aqui foi ótimo, como eu já sabia que ia ser e já comentei no outro blog (http://keniapelomundo.blogspot.com). Mas com a volta dela pro Brasil, pelo menos por enquanto a saudade aumentou..e a vontade de largar tudo e ir embora também..    É bem estranho, pq eu sei que aqui é bem melhor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/3312621923257357482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=3312621923257357482' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3312621923257357482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3312621923257357482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2011/02/por-aqui.html' title='Por aqui..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-4695213735296066188</id><published>2010-11-25T15:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T15:48:17.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um novembro..</title><summary type='text'>   Nos últimos dias tenho sentido o que sinto todo ano nesse período. Fico mais pensativa, mais à flor da pele, irritada, de mau humor. Tudo isso por um simples motivo, entra ano e sai ano eu tenho o mesmo pensamento: “O que eu fiz da minha vida? Eu poderia ter feito muito mais..” Os que me conhecem sabem, nunca é suficiente..pra mim nada que eu faça é suficiente. Eu sempre quero mais, mas o que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/4695213735296066188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=4695213735296066188' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4695213735296066188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4695213735296066188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/11/mais-um-novembro.html' title='Mais um novembro..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-5856279235510979908</id><published>2010-11-23T14:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T14:24:45.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Eu juro que eu queria escrever mais. Na verdade eu queria escrever bem. Sabe aqueles textos que vc não consegue parar de ler até chegar no final..e não vê a hora de ler outro? Tá não precisa ser tanto..mas que pelo menos fosse agradável, prazeroso.  As vezes sinto que devia usar mais a cabeça pra escrever, já que por aqui é sempre a outra parte que fala. Talvez seja por isso que seja meio </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/5856279235510979908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=5856279235510979908' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5856279235510979908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5856279235510979908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-juro-que-eu-queria-escrever-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-4855631185711376849</id><published>2010-10-16T04:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T04:51:59.588+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Each day gets harder and harder to understand, and to accept what's going on with me..my head spinns, making me dizzy most of the time. I can't stop thinking, when it's not one thing is a another and that way my night goes.. I wish thing were simple..and I didn't have this much of reason to let it go..I wish my reasons to continue weren't so strong..I keep telling to myself.."easy..one thing at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/4855631185711376849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=4855631185711376849' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4855631185711376849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4855631185711376849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/10/each-day-gets-harder-and-harder-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-1368973257684429815</id><published>2010-09-24T11:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T11:32:05.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   It really feels like something is missing..Two days..and all I wanna do is crying..i guess i just miss home..is more than just miss..we have a word for this..saudade..and when it hits you..hits hard..like you have no idea what to do..or even what hit you..  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/1368973257684429815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=1368973257684429815' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1368973257684429815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1368973257684429815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-really-feels-like-something-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-4121926151148761025</id><published>2010-09-12T20:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:28:36.182+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Essa música veio a minha cabeça..é velha mas eu gosto..Hanson
WeirdIsn't it weird? Isn't it strange?
Even though we're just two strangers on this runaway train
We're both trying to find a place in the sun
We've lived in the shadows, but doesn't everyone
Isn't it strange how we all feel a little bit weird sometimes
Isn't it hard standing in the rain
You're on the verge of going crazy and your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/4121926151148761025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=4121926151148761025' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4121926151148761025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4121926151148761025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/09/essa-musica-veio-minha-cabeca.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-7885329046132761112</id><published>2010-08-29T14:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T14:57:13.695+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Então..

Por mais que o banzo bata (maiores informações aqui: http://keniapelomundo.blogspot.com/2010/08/sabado-saturday-samstag-28082010.html ), não dá vontade de voltar pra casa..a sensação de que aqui é minha casa agora, já tá aqui..eu tenho vontade de trazer as pessoas (e os cachorros) pra cá..mas não voltar..por mais que isso seja bem mais fácil né? Eu tô gostando tanto daqui que acho que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/7885329046132761112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=7885329046132761112' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7885329046132761112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7885329046132761112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/08/entao.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-1054529716674901251</id><published>2010-08-24T00:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:07:43.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dia simbólico..4 semanas de Alemanha..

E aí bateu aquela saudade do contato humano..carência..uma vontade de deitar e esperar o dia seguinte chegar..mas não eu não fiz isso..não me deixaram..me carregaram pra rua..
Um monte de coisa acontecendo na minha cabeça..tudo ao mesmo tempo pq senão não teria graça..a adaptação tem se mostrado em bom ritmo..mas mesmo assim é muita coisa..
Nos últimos dias</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/1054529716674901251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=1054529716674901251' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1054529716674901251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1054529716674901251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/08/dia-simbolico.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-977843652662509735</id><published>2010-08-20T23:01:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:01:47.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   um aperto no peito   o choro preso na garganta    a lágrima que insiste em correr    e o pensamento constante:    ”uma hora a gente cansa..”  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/977843652662509735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=977843652662509735' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/977843652662509735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/977843652662509735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/08/um-aperto-no-peito-o-choro-preso-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-8400368254518063753</id><published>2010-08-16T22:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:37:50.679+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foo Fighters     In Your Honor  Can you hear me?   Hear me screaming    Breaking in the muted sky    This thunder heart    Like bombs beating    Echoing a thousand miles  Mine is yours and yours is mine   There is no divide    In your honor I would die tonight    Mine is yours and yours is mine    I will sacrifice    In your honor I would die tonight    For you to feel alive  Can you feel me?   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/8400368254518063753/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=8400368254518063753' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8400368254518063753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8400368254518063753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/08/foo-fighters-in-your-honor-can-you-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-3531094011989217335</id><published>2010-08-08T20:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T20:37:23.329+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>duas semanas de alemanha..caramba..parece que já são dois meses e parece que foram 2 dias..muito bizarro essa coisa da relatividade do tempo..Domingo bate saudade de casa..mais que nos outros dias.. =/post rápido..só pra não perder o costume..beijos..saudades..IN³</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/3531094011989217335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=3531094011989217335' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3531094011989217335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3531094011989217335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/08/duas-semanas-de-alemanha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-9193763867519236093</id><published>2010-08-06T02:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T02:28:05.241+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>é tudo tão novo..tudo tão diferente..tudo tão bom!

Köln está me surpreendendo positivamente, superando as expectativas, que já era altas.
Sabe que eu tava reparando, até o papel higienico daqui é diferente..
e eu gosto disso tudo..mesmo já sentindo saudades imensas do Brasil..das pessoas..segunda começam as aulas..seria provavelmente meu último semestre na ufsc..não sei como explicar o que eu tô</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/9193763867519236093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=9193763867519236093' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/9193763867519236093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/9193763867519236093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-tudo-tao-novo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-5947045695891290805</id><published>2010-08-03T00:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:57:37.868+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje o dia é mais que especial..
intensamente especial, incondicionalmente especial e infinitamente especial..

sem mais..

beijos!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/5947045695891290805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=5947045695891290805' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5947045695891290805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5947045695891290805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/08/hoje-o-dia-e-mais-que-especial.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-6165850190995654762</id><published>2010-08-01T03:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T03:13:20.227+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Então pessoas..

Köln tem se revelado cada vez mais interessante..depois das voltas conhecendo mais a cidade, tô gostando mais. Hoje eu vi 2 mendigos na rua, mas sinceramente, como eu falei pro Fábio, mas tão precisando fazer um intensivão com os mendigos do Brasil..pq eles nem parecem mendigos..Andei bastante e já me sinto mais segura na cidade sabe? Sem medo de me perder e talz..Quando o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/6165850190995654762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=6165850190995654762' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6165850190995654762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6165850190995654762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/07/entao-pessoas_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-6275203803491651865</id><published>2010-07-28T18:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:14:36.228+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Então pessoas..na Alemanha estou!

É tudo tão diferente aqui, mas por incrível que pareça..eu não senti estranheza, tirando a um fato: a segurança. É muito seguro aqui, sério! E brasileiro paranóico estranha.
Tudo muito organizado, a estação de trem/metrô/ônibus toda aberta e sem ninguém que confira se a pessoa tem passagem ou não. Cachorros são permitidos em todos os lugares, pq aqui eles são </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/6275203803491651865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=6275203803491651865' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6275203803491651865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6275203803491651865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/07/entao-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-4594402615466895048</id><published>2010-07-25T05:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T05:32:33.932+02:00</updated><title type='text'>O dia..</title><summary type='text'>   É amiguinhos, o dia chegou. São 00:25 do dia 25/07/2010. As 16:15 meu avião levanta vôo rumo ao Rio, escala em SP com destino a Londres e depois outro vôo para Köln.    Eu agora tô aqui tomando uma Smirnoff Ice, pq se eu deixar na geladeira ela vai vencer até eu voltar, pensando nas últimas providências a serem tomadas. Pensando em quem fica, com saudades já. Não tive uma crise de choro, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/4594402615466895048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=4594402615466895048' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4594402615466895048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4594402615466895048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-dia.html' title='O dia..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-1775449853617212783</id><published>2010-07-19T17:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T17:42:42.804+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Os últimos..</title><summary type='text'>   Caramba..o tempo passa voando.. tá chegando já! Tem quase um ano que eu comecei a ver isso com o Fábio..e agora faltam 6 dias pro embarque. Vou ter um treco qualquer hora dessas.  Sábado rolou uma festinha de despedida, claro que ia rolar um choradeira bááááááásica. Mas choro bom, como dizia a minha mãe: “é de felicidade, é de felicidade!”   Queria agradecer todo mundo que foi, saiu de casa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/1775449853617212783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=1775449853617212783' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1775449853617212783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1775449853617212783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/07/os-ultimos.html' title='Os últimos..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-7311535140109537257</id><published>2010-07-08T03:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T03:29:43.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies in my stomach..</title><summary type='text'>   Cada vez que penso na viagem tenho uma reação diferente..me sinto empolgadassa..ou extremamente triste..todo o meu comportamento bipolar em apenas um assunto.  deve ser normal né? afinal minha vida vai ter uma mudança de 180 graus..Já chorei, já ri..me preocupei, relaxei. As vezes acho que não vou aguentar, parece que a qualquer momento vou ter um treco..  Outro tópico.. como o inusitado faz </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/7311535140109537257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=7311535140109537257' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7311535140109537257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7311535140109537257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/07/butterflies-in-my-stomach.html' title='Butterflies in my stomach..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-6338930126167423108</id><published>2010-06-03T09:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:11:57.821+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Posso dizer que tudo caminha, assim como caminha a humanidade, com passos de fromiga e sem vontade.   Os últimos dias, ou melhor as últimas semanas têm sido bem intensas. Marca a prova, adia a prova, estuda e se coloca uma pressão do tamanho do mundo, relaxa demais. Sai enche a cara, sai enche a cara, sai enche a cara. Me divirto demais, do meu jeitinho especial de ser né..  Me juntando ainda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/6338930126167423108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=6338930126167423108' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6338930126167423108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6338930126167423108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/06/posso-dizer-que-tudo-caminha-assim-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-3362833115699902756</id><published>2010-06-03T08:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T08:56:41.254+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu já falei sobre isso mas deu vontade de falar de novo e eu vou falar..  Tem gente que nasceu pra ficar sozinha, simples assim.    Não por vontade, isso vai além da vontade. É quase uma alternativa única. Alguém que não tem paciência com os outros, não concorda com as convenções sociais, nem com o tal do senso comum. Que gosta de tudo e ao mesmo tempo de nada. Que prefere mil vezes ficar em casa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/3362833115699902756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=3362833115699902756' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3362833115699902756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3362833115699902756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-ja-falei-sobre-isso-mas-deu-vontade.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-4460398444691710686</id><published>2010-05-06T23:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:08:38.785+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   decidi que não mais decidirei..   nem sobre a vida, muito menos sobre o mundo..    decidir traz implicações, e cobra explicações..    decidi que ficar ao sabor do vento é o melhor que faço..    sem maiores riscos, porém sem os melhores abraços..  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/4460398444691710686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=4460398444691710686' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4460398444691710686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4460398444691710686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/05/decidi-que-nao-mais-decidirei.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-5017227205191314635</id><published>2010-04-20T03:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:06:17.459+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Odeio pôr título nas coisas..só pra começar bem.. ;D  então..dias estranhos..cada dia que passa eles ficam mais estranhos, seja por uma euforia que vem e vai do nada..seguida por um mal-humor daqueles, uma deprê daquelas dignas de Rê e A Tempestade, e agora uma priguiça e a vontade de que o mundo acabe num barranco pra eu morrer encostada.  Estou fazendo uma TO-DO List, para antes de viajar pra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/5017227205191314635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=5017227205191314635' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5017227205191314635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5017227205191314635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/04/odeio-por-titulo-nas-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-27423033384582646</id><published>2010-04-04T18:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:32:15.192+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Páscoa</title><summary type='text'>   Hoje, em minha opinião, é o dia mais importante do ano para o verdadeiro cristão.   A comemoração de que o Salvador ressucitou! A prova maior de sua santidade. Todo o processo da semana santa, que por muitos é vista como apenas um feriado prolongado, que começa no Domingo de Ramos e tem o seu auge no Domingo de Páscoa. A volta triunfal, a última ceia, a prisão e tortura, a crucificação e morte</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/27423033384582646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=27423033384582646' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/27423033384582646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/27423033384582646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/04/pascoa.html' title='Páscoa'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-7295308295242857073</id><published>2010-04-04T07:57:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T07:57:20.874+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Naturalmente..</title><summary type='text'>Vou fazer algo que eu não tô acotumada a fazer, não tô não..não faço mesmo!! Creio que posso contar nos dedos de apenas uma mão e ainda me sobrarão alguns..  Eu passei um final de semana inteiro pensando..não que isso seja novidade pra mim, mas o tema, o alvo dos meus pensamentos era. A novidade é pensar não em mim, não em alguém, nem pensar como seria se isso ou aquilo acontecesse.. A novidade é</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/7295308295242857073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=7295308295242857073' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7295308295242857073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7295308295242857073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/04/naturalmente.html' title='Naturalmente..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-1751590319106214731</id><published>2010-03-24T03:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T03:53:03.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Come here..sit by my side and listen to my story..  just someone who can’t decide what road to take..my head is a mess..my heart even worse..gosh this wasn’t supposed to be so hard..when people get nicer (appereance..) it should get easier.. really!  I miss my friends..the really good ones..i’m trying to pass by..but it’s hard..  it’s hard to understand men and it’s even hard to understand me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/1751590319106214731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=1751590319106214731' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1751590319106214731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1751590319106214731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/03/come-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-3228432470500415812</id><published>2010-01-05T05:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T05:58:35.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O primeiro do ano..</title><summary type='text'>   Cada ver que sento pra escrever é uma novela..pq eu passo muito tempo sem escrever aí eu quero colocar várias coisas no “papel” e acabo me enrolando..mas vamos por partes:  Viagem ao Rio de Janeiro: O que é a Biblioteca Nacional? É um sonho em tantos aspectos que fica até dificil descrever o que senti ao caminhar por entre os corredores e salas..tudo tão cheio de História e histórias..acho que</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/3228432470500415812/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=3228432470500415812' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3228432470500415812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3228432470500415812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-primeiro-do-ano.html' title='O primeiro do ano..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-6139121312324204373</id><published>2009-11-16T21:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:10:27.577+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As dúvidas..</title><summary type='text'>   Nada de Uni-Köln..nada do concurso da Prefeitura..qualquer hora dessas eu tenho um treco de ansiedade..nem tenho tendência pra isso.. ¬¬'   alguém me falou que era sadio manter um blog, uma forma de manter as memórias e talz..além de colocar pra fora os sentimentos que só servem para somatizar..  mas a absoluta verdade é que eu estou escrevendo aqui por pura procrastinação..morte ao projeto de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/6139121312324204373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=6139121312324204373' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6139121312324204373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6139121312324204373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-duvidas.html' title='As dúvidas..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-8096527199236171813</id><published>2009-11-16T20:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:00:37.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É novembro..</title><summary type='text'>   Sentir necessidade de escrever não é algo tão raro assim para mim. Agora sentir a necessidade e satisfaze-la é raríssimo!  Mas cá estou diante de uma tela tentando colocar ali tudo o que se passa aqui.. Diante de um dilema, falar abertamente ou nas entrelinhas?   Perante esta situação..e sem resposta para este dilema, vou escrevendo sem muitas preocupações..  Estou num período em que estou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/8096527199236171813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=8096527199236171813' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8096527199236171813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8096527199236171813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-novembro.html' title='É novembro..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-8569803206093004581</id><published>2009-11-01T14:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:28:07.435+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Divagações de um feriadão..</title><summary type='text'>   Cara..que merda! Feriado prometeu prometeu e não cumpriu.. Sábado era pra rolar Beto Carrero..não..não rolou..domingo era pa rolar aquela praia..farofa em familia..é tb não rolou..  Sem vontade pra fazer as perguntas da entrevista de Metodologia, ou o projeto TCC ou menos ainda pra estudar alemão..  o domingo vai ser de ar condicionado e cama e wii ou filmes..ou os dois.. ;)  O meu time ganhou</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/8569803206093004581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=8569803206093004581' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8569803206093004581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8569803206093004581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2009/11/divagacoes-de-um-feriadao.html' title='Divagações de um feriadão..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-6541015244850192243</id><published>2009-09-24T02:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T02:48:53.484+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Estava no orkut..</title><summary type='text'>   Muito prazer, Natureza! "uma transformação..uma revolução!!" tenho tanta coisa pra falar mas ninguém vai entender..então como sempre guardo meus pensamentos pra mim, não que eu esteja subestimando você é apenas a realidade..aceite e supere. sou tantas em uma só..quem não me conhece não vai com a minha cara e muitos depois que conhecem continuam não indo, sou sincera isso causa muita estranheza</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/6541015244850192243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=6541015244850192243' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6541015244850192243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6541015244850192243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2009/09/estava-no-orkut.html' title='Estava no orkut..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-8637688852379034254</id><published>2009-09-11T23:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:33:15.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aonde vc estava a 8 anos atrás?   Eu estava na aula..no recreio pra ser mais exata..era dia de festival de bandas no recreio do CC, era aniversário do Eduardo e eu estava procurando por ele. Não o achando eu parei numa das janelas do 1o. piso pra olhar a banda que tocava na escada da biblioteca, quando alguém que não me lembro quem passou por mim: “jogaram um avião nas torres gêmeas lá nos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/8637688852379034254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=8637688852379034254' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8637688852379034254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8637688852379034254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2009/09/aonde-vc-estava-8-anos-atras-eu-estava.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-1343314749290539023</id><published>2009-07-29T07:14:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:14:50.816+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Catatau..</title><summary type='text'>   Dia 24/07 eu soube pelo twitter que o Catatau tinha morrido..e eu juro pra vocês que me leem..foi um dos momentos mais tristes da minha vida, meus olhos ainda marejam quando eu lembro disso.  Pra começar e vocês entenderem.. Catatau era o UFSCão (termo usado para os cachorros que moram no campus da UFSC), mais conhecido ele estava lá desde 97 quando foi abandonado lá ainda filhote. Ele estava </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/1343314749290539023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=1343314749290539023' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1343314749290539023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1343314749290539023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2009/07/catatau.html' title='Catatau..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-8508399058099439951</id><published>2009-07-29T06:25:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:25:02.756+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempos difíceis..</title><summary type='text'>   Várias coisas aconteceram desde que eu postei aqui pela última vez..Amigo escoteiro acusado de pedofilia, morte do Michael Jackson, morte do Catatau e morte do Dr. Tavares.  Tudo num período de 1 mês mais ou menos..junto com o final do semestre claro..pq desgraça pouca é bobagem..  vamos aos fatos:  Da última vez que escrevi ainda não tinha carteira de motorista nem carro..agora tenho ambos..e</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/8508399058099439951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=8508399058099439951' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8508399058099439951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8508399058099439951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2009/07/tempos-dificeis.html' title='Tempos difíceis..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-8252606477826954793</id><published>2009-04-26T18:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:11:32.584+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah..como eu gosto!!</title><summary type='text'>Cara..como eu gosto quando eu tô certa, teimo com as pessoas e elas têm que me engolir! SENSACIONAL!   Essa semana foi dessas que a gente tem que anotar no caderninho..que sensação boa sair de sala e ver que tudo deu certo..e ainda melhor..não apenas certo pq eu fiz certo..mas certo pq eu sabia que ia dar certo e as pessoas disseram que não ia dar “pq nunca deu”. Ah como eu gosto dessa sensação </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/8252606477826954793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=8252606477826954793' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8252606477826954793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8252606477826954793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahcomo-eu-gosto.html' title='Ah..como eu gosto!!'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-2277079599524695499</id><published>2009-04-18T02:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T02:09:35.314+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cada uma..</title><summary type='text'>Concentrada na aula de arqueologia me pego com vontade de escrever..ao me deparar com a “folha em branco” (entre aspas pq não é folha nem é branca!) parece que a mente esvazia..parece ser trauma de criança..ou adolescente..ou de adulta (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) mesmo.  Tenho muita coisa pra falar, mas esse apesar de ser o meu espaço..unico-exclusivo-sensacionalmente-meu, não cabe aqui..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/2277079599524695499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=2277079599524695499' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/2277079599524695499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/2277079599524695499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2009/04/cada-uma.html' title='Cada uma..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-608398372507918630</id><published>2008-09-29T05:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T05:34:43.894+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hábito..</title><summary type='text'>   Transformar o ato de escrever num hábito diário tem sido uma tarefa árdua para mim, nunca fui muito de escrever. Nunca fui de ter diários ou ser excelente em redação, tirando claro lá no primário onde minhas notas variavam entre 9 e 10..mas não é lá muito difícil agradar uma tia do primário.   Acho que é difícil escrever pelo fato de eu não achar que as pessoas vão me entender (e a maioria não</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/608398372507918630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=608398372507918630' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/608398372507918630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/608398372507918630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/09/hbito.html' title='Hábito..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-1391783501324180574</id><published>2008-09-27T11:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:33:05.703+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Via Láctea                                        "Ora (direis) ouvir estrelas! Certo                    Perdeste o senso"! E eu vos direi, no entanto,                    Que, para ouvi-las, muita vez desperto                    E abro as janelas, pálido de espanto...                                       E conversamos toda a noite, enquanto                    A via láctea, como um pálio aberto,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/1391783501324180574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=1391783501324180574' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1391783501324180574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1391783501324180574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/09/via-lctea-ora-direis-ouvir-estrelas.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-4117033649983746992</id><published>2008-09-27T11:21:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:21:30.105+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Debate..</title><summary type='text'>   Agora eu vou ser obrigada a falar de política..eu vi um debate quarta a noite na TVBV com os canditados a prefeito da capital..  Tá triste a situação..o que tinha de canditado dando olé na pergunta, credo, aquele César Souza Jr mesmo..qualquer coisa que perguntassem pra ele a resposta era: Porque o prefeito de Florianópolis tem que ousar, tem que mudar pra melhor. Muito nome..muito papo..pouca</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/4117033649983746992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=4117033649983746992' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4117033649983746992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4117033649983746992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/09/debate.html' title='Debate..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-8934200810642083771</id><published>2008-09-27T10:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:50:28.705+02:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><summary type='text'>   São 05:35 da manhã de sábado e eu não consigo dormir..   dormi da 00:30 até as 03:15 e estava rolando na cama até então..ando com mais coisa do que o normal na minha cabeça..    Fui num aniversário de criança ontem..tava bom..bastante coisa pra comer..músicas de criança..e muitas mães pra falar mal da roupa!    Mas uma imagem continua na minha cabeça..um menino de 6 anos chorando copiosamente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/8934200810642083771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=8934200810642083771' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8934200810642083771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8934200810642083771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/09/s-0535-da-manh-de-s-e-eu-n-consigo.html' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-7819446143448300993</id><published>2008-09-23T03:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:42:09.831+02:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><summary type='text'>   Só tenho mais uma coisa a declarar..     PUTA MUNDO INJUSTO ME0!!!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/7819446143448300993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=7819446143448300993' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7819446143448300993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7819446143448300993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/09/s-tenho-mais-uma-coisa-declarar.html' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-3065907046997112248</id><published>2008-09-23T02:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T02:47:02.369+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A SAGA!</title><summary type='text'>   POr mais que o tempo passe, uma hora ou outra eu acabo voltando pra cá..   Preciso dizer que meu português e meu inglês melhoraram..muito! É estranho sentar pra escrever depois de tanto tempo e com tanta coisa acontecendo, o problema na minha vida agora tem nome e ele é bem conhecido no meio acadêmico..Trabalho de Conclusão de Curso..ou popularmente conhecido como TCC! Nele vem se refletindo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/3065907046997112248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=3065907046997112248' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3065907046997112248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/3065907046997112248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/09/saga.html' title='A SAGA!'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-978380865518699090</id><published>2008-06-22T22:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T02:02:39.032+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Pra variar andei pensando..e lendo e muito ultimamente..as mais diversas fontes..José Martí, Hobsbawm, Paulo Freire, Baczko..lendo sobre a Inquisição espanhola e os judeus, sobre currículo, nacionalismos e nações..sobre 1968 no Brasil, revolução cubana e mexicana, populismos,imaginário social..enfim uma salada bem saudável na minha cabeça..aí resolvi pensar e escrever afinal, faz tempo que eu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/978380865518699090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=978380865518699090' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/978380865518699090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/978380865518699090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/06/pra-variar-andei-pensando.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-7636247296405074172</id><published>2008-04-07T16:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T16:17:08.587+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Durante a aula..</title><summary type='text'>   Ah..nada como uma aula de Brasil sobre um assunto que a gente já sabe pra forçar uma atualização no blog!  A vida anda estranha..com muita coisa pra processar e o tempo parece não querer saber disso e teima em passar mui rápido..  tenho que admitir que a semana de folga no meio do caos foi de grande valia, não suficiente maaaaaaas..  sinto que tenho muito o que fazer mas a comodidade da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/7636247296405074172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=7636247296405074172' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7636247296405074172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7636247296405074172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/04/durante-aula.html' title='Durante a aula..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-7177660121460405412</id><published>2008-03-25T13:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T13:16:20.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>pelo rio no feriado..</title><summary type='text'>   ..e nem tá sendo tão ruim assim..após uma manhã agitada..encontrar uma barata no banheiro as 4:45 da manhã não é das melhores coisas do mundo..e o pior foi ela sumir!! mas tudo bem ela foi morta com sucesso!! auihauihaiuhauiaauihaiuuiahuiahuai    aí chega no aeroporto..fila no check-in..FILA ANTES DAS 6 DA MANHÃ!! isso não pode existir..não é possível..e pra melhorar o avião saiu quase meia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/7177660121460405412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=7177660121460405412' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7177660121460405412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7177660121460405412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/03/pelo-rio-no-feriado.html' title='pelo rio no feriado..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-7305040317835378040</id><published>2008-03-13T03:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T03:25:10.514+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A procura..</title><summary type='text'>   de algo que eu talvez já tenha encontrado..mas podia rolar uma confirmação..uma certeza..dia interessante hoje..várias coisas que não aconteciam agora acontecem..é muito estranho..pois como eu já falei..operaram meu estomago e não a minha cabeça..ando tendo que tomar certas atitudes que antes não faziam parte do meu rol de opções..mas mesmo assim..por mais que eu tivesse tomado uma atitude </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/7305040317835378040/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=7305040317835378040' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7305040317835378040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7305040317835378040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/03/procura.html' title='A procura..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-6961401346966812333</id><published>2008-03-13T02:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T02:58:08.881+01:00</updated><title type='text'>explicando..</title><summary type='text'>quando a gente faz um blog a gente se propõe a escrever sobre algo..eu resolvi escrever coisas aleatórias..e sobre a minha pessoa..e digo mais..escrevo neste blog aleatoriedades sobre a minha pessoa!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/6961401346966812333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=6961401346966812333' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6961401346966812333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6961401346966812333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/03/explicando.html' title='explicando..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-4437684979483069655</id><published>2008-03-07T05:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T05:28:25.981+01:00</updated><title type='text'>divagar..</title><summary type='text'>   me00000 que dia de cão horrororível!!  passar mal o dia inteiro não dá né ninguém merece..  prova de ingles tirei 9,0 prova ridicula e eu passando mal tiro 9,0..ou seja podia tirar 10 affe ¬¬'     quanto as minhas divagações..ficarei sem muitas pelo avançado da hora e sabendo que eu tenho que levantar cedo daqui a pouco!  mas pode deixar que as divagações e os pensamentos não param..nem na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/4437684979483069655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=4437684979483069655' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4437684979483069655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4437684979483069655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/03/divagar.html' title='divagar..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-7147619750307970739</id><published>2008-03-05T04:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T04:39:25.691+01:00</updated><title type='text'>em tempo..</title><summary type='text'>   e viva o Windows Live Writer!!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/7147619750307970739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=7147619750307970739' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7147619750307970739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7147619750307970739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/03/em-tempo.html' title='em tempo..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-8001388072160665143</id><published>2008-03-05T04:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T04:37:19.701+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sono..</title><summary type='text'>   sono batendo..também pudera..acordando mais cedo do que acordei toda a minha vida..     ando pensando..e muito..     nunca sai coisa boa disso..     acho que to cada dia mais..e nem é por mim..     to pensando em fazer umas disciplinas de psicologia..quem sabe assim eu me entendo..pq os outros eu já sei..  vou dormir que eu ganho mais..  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/8001388072160665143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=8001388072160665143' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8001388072160665143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/8001388072160665143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/03/sono.html' title='Sono..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-4775688280440902215</id><published>2008-03-05T01:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T01:58:14.969+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha..I know this would happend..</title><summary type='text'>   Coisas estranhas podem acontecer..mas blz..planos em ação..cada coisa a seu tempo..não sei o que fazer nem o que pensar..sempre tem algo que aparecer pra mudar as coisas..sem qualquer noção de como sentir e seguir..pronta pra cair na mesma armadilha do meu ego, alter-ego, id..psiqué enfim, cabeça..  As vezes é melhor nem pensar talvez só agir..mas aí tenho que estar preparada para as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/4775688280440902215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=4775688280440902215' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4775688280440902215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4775688280440902215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/03/hai-know-this-would-happend.html' title='Ha..I know this would happend..'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-6788536646762627957</id><published>2008-03-04T01:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:48:22.433+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltando</title><summary type='text'>   Diretamente da sala de aula..no meio da aula do Paulo..  depois de uma aula de moderna com um prof que parece meio louco..Hermetes..quem se chama Hermetes?? O que pensava o pai ou a mãe desta criatura quando resolveu dar esse nome para um bebê..imagina quando criança que maravilha que devia ser..e o apelido..Metinho? Her? Hermético?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/6788536646762627957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=6788536646762627957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6788536646762627957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6788536646762627957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/03/voltando.html' title='Voltando'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-4930835528259435420</id><published>2008-02-26T15:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T15:51:24.598+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E como!!!</title><summary type='text'>   Tempos que não posto aqui..várias coisas deveriam ter acontecido..e não aconteceram. Outras tantas não estavam no "script" e saíram muito melhor do que se tivesse planejado.  Várias mudanças que não tem mais volta, e por isso necessito me adaptar ou gastarei energias tentando lutar contra algo que não tenho como vencer.  Saudades das aulas, chega de férias..saudade de ler por obrigação e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/4930835528259435420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=4930835528259435420' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4930835528259435420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/4930835528259435420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2008/02/e-como.html' title='E como!!!'/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-2693153297813714245</id><published>2007-10-29T02:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T02:35:12.902+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah e o final de semana??como poderia esquecer desse inigualável final de semana inteiro mofando em casa?!impossivel..para ser esquecido definitivamente..meu time perdeu que bosta!!pq eu tb tenho meu lado futebolístico!!*raiva*home alone..i'm so tired to be alone!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/2693153297813714245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=2693153297813714245' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/2693153297813714245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/2693153297813714245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2007/10/ah-e-o-final-de-semana-como-poderia.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-5351281709738910395</id><published>2007-10-29T02:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T02:32:36.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"não preciso me desculpar e nem te convencer que o mundo é radical, não sei onde estou indo. Só sei que não estou perdido, aprendi a viver um dia de cada vez.."esses dias tava lendo isso aqui..não aconselho a quem quer que seja a fazer o mesmo..demora tempo e provavelmente não vai entender nada..mas como sou eu, e este blog é minha obra..Como é legal relembrar os fatos, ver que eu mudei e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/5351281709738910395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=5351281709738910395' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5351281709738910395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5351281709738910395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-preciso-me-desculpar-e-nem-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-5575464579833096313</id><published>2007-10-25T22:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:14:24.966+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1.Nome:Kênia Maria de Barros Santos de Souza2.Você gosta dele? aham..3.E do seu sobrenome? qual deles?4.Quem escolheu seu nome? meu pai..5.Quais foram os outros nomes que você poderia ter se chamado? Fausto6.Qual o nome dos seus pais? Ana Maria e Francisco7.Quais os nomes que pretende dar ao seus filhos?  tenho várias preferencias..sem decisão ainda8.Vc tem irmãos? Qtos? Quais os nomes e idade? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/5575464579833096313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=5575464579833096313' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5575464579833096313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/5575464579833096313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2007/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-6913434801498211512</id><published>2007-07-11T22:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T22:42:03.793+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mas me diz pra mim...cada uma que me aparece..eu não aguento mais ficar em casa..não vejo a hora da aventura sênior começar pra rever alguns amigos do mutirão, não vejo a hora de tirar esses pontos pra poder sair na rua na boa, pq eles incomodam muito..friozinho chegando..e o tempo passando e eu em casa..fica até dificil escrever sem inspiração alem de noticias de internet e tv..sem vivenciar as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/6913434801498211512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=6913434801498211512' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6913434801498211512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/6913434801498211512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2007/07/mas-me-diz-pra-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-7580846670970733966</id><published>2007-07-09T21:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T21:24:37.072+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mais um dia de chatísse imperialmente chata..dor, tédio, palavras cruzadas, pipoca e filmes..ponto forte com certeza foi o law no sabado..cada dia sentindo o peso de ter de ser diferente, ter de sentir e saber..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/7580846670970733966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=7580846670970733966' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7580846670970733966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/7580846670970733966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2007/07/mais-um-dia-de-chatsse-imperialmente.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-1438930699860534830</id><published>2007-07-06T21:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:59:33.465+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Voltando com isso aqui..senti vontade de escrever e resolvi ublicar as minhas sandices no melhor lugar pra isso, a internet é claro..então não ligue se vc não entender nada ou tudo parecer sem sentido..coloque uma coisa na sua cabeça..não escrevo pra vc! não sou grossa sou sincera!tava pensando num novo titulo pro blog..mas criaividade em mim é um adjetivo em extinção, portanto ao ovir uma música</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/1438930699860534830/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=1438930699860534830' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1438930699860534830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/1438930699860534830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2007/07/voltando-com-isso-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-113347447818751067</id><published>2005-12-01T22:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:01:18.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não aguento mais greve e estar de férias enquanto todos estão tendo aula, e isso significa que quando eles tiverem de férias eu estarei em aulas, além disso outras coisas acontecendo no escoteiro e outras áreas também..bom fica pra outro dia falar disso apesar de eu achar que ninguém mais ler isso preciso fazer um teste..:*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/113347447818751067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=113347447818751067' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/113347447818751067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/113347447818751067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-aguento-mais-greve-e-estar-de-frias.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-111734916420712416</id><published>2005-05-29T07:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T08:48:34.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bom em Floripa 3:27 da matina..cheguei agora da casa da simoni..a festinha tava legal..mas tá na hr de escrever..Esses últimos dias têm sido estranhos, eu sei que ele vai embora mas parece que não caiu a ficha ainda..às vezes me pego pensando como será sem ele por perto, sem toques, nem msn, nem escoteiro. Estou completamente dividida, por um lado eu quero que ele vá, vai ser bom pra ele e pra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/111734916420712416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=111734916420712416' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/111734916420712416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/111734916420712416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2005/05/bom-em-floripa-327-da-matina.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-110096300941254557</id><published>2004-11-20T16:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T16:44:14.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aaaaaaaaaaaHnaum acredito!!!!Foguinhu axou meu flog!!!ow e como tu naum deixa um mail um fotolog nem nada do genero pra contato!!!espero q tu veja isso de novo..oH meu msn: entediada@msn.commeu orkut: Kenia Souzaicq: 66912730fotolog: www.fotolog.net/vcmeamajeito de falar cmg eh oq naum falta..meu cel continua o mesmo..ve se da sinal de vida de novo..=************</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/110096300941254557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=110096300941254557' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/110096300941254557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/110096300941254557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/11/aaaaaaaaaaah-naum-acredito-foguinhu.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-109475947485647574</id><published>2004-09-09T21:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T21:51:14.856+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fotinhu do povo q tava lah terça.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/109475947485647574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=109475947485647574' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/109475947485647574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/109475947485647574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/09/fotinhu-do-povo-q-tava-lah-tera.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-109475918929258310</id><published>2004-09-09T20:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T21:46:29.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aÊ!bom  nada de novo..feriado foi mto bom!!! almoço da comad soh risadas com direito a coreografias e tudo!!nossa inesquecível..show mesmo!!=************fui!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/109475918929258310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=109475918929258310' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/109475918929258310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/109475918929258310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/09/bom-nada-de-novo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-109406555703149636</id><published>2004-09-01T20:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:05:57.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nossa..faz tempo q naum escrevo..hj tava lendo umas coisas assim lah das antigas..q foram mto boas..vivi intensamente..IUAHuiAHiuaHiuAHiuAhAIUHaUIpor aki as coisas andam corridas extressantes..sexta tem aniversário..vamo ver se rola desestressar neh..várias coisas acontecendo ao mesmo tempo..saudade batendo forte..parece q naum falar num adianta mta coisa..vontade de abraçar e esquecer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/109406555703149636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=109406555703149636' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/109406555703149636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/109406555703149636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/09/nossa.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-108553729707887121</id><published>2004-05-26T03:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T04:08:17.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OislaH pessoas!as coisas por aki andam meio corridas tenhu vestibular daki ha um mes..e to com a chefia do ramo escoteiro..jah fiz curso de chefe e td..alias o alisson me deu uma "palestra"lah..foi uma surpresa ver ele lah..num sabia q era da Eref..as coisas no cursinhu tão como sempre corridas com aula a tarde e a noite..nesse meio tempo voltei a frequentar a Igreja..oq realmente me fez mto</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/108553729707887121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=108553729707887121' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/108553729707887121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/108553729707887121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/05/oislah-pessoas-as-coisas-por-aki-andam.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-108190874358287414</id><published>2004-04-14T04:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T04:16:13.403+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh pascoa foi legal..alguns chocolates..as coisas tã0 legaisinhas..sem mtas news..musiquinha pra esses tempos..bjos e abraços devidamente direcionados..Artista: Legião Urbana Álbum: Dois Título: Quase Sem Querer      Tenho andado distraído,Impaciente e indeciso,E ainda estou confuso.Só que agora é diferente:Estou tão tranqüiloE tão contente. Quantas chances desperdiceiQuando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/108190874358287414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=108190874358287414' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/108190874358287414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/108190874358287414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/04/eh-pascoa-foi-legal.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-108139888230737622</id><published>2004-04-08T06:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T06:38:24.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hm vamos postar aki..esses dias ando meio q de crise..mas sei lah neh..eu sei qual eh o motivo..mas prefiro naum comentar apesar de saber q ng le isso..mas vai q da a louca de alguem ler neh..lah no cursinhu as coisas andam bem agitadas..tenhu vontade de sumir as vezes..mas td bem cada um na sua..a vida no escoteiro tah na boa tb..era isso sem mtas novidades..bjos e saudades especificas..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/108139888230737622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=108139888230737622' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/108139888230737622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/108139888230737622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/04/hm-vamos-postar-aki.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-108092068345210415</id><published>2004-04-02T17:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T17:48:17.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E aih povíssimo!!!! td certo?a vida por aqui anda agitada..uns profs fazendo merda..uns aniversários..umas turistas de lages vindo passear por aqui..não necessariamente nessa mesma ordem..e é claro aula o dia inteiro..sabado rola dois churrascos..um do tendy e outro do cc..mas é claro que eu vou no do tendy..pq no do cc nem me avisaram fui saber hj..mto em cima da hr..bom vo almoçar e ir pra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/108092068345210415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=108092068345210415' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/108092068345210415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/108092068345210415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/04/e-aih-povssimo-td-certo-vida-por-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107923170535372771</id><published>2004-03-14T03:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T03:38:13.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uhuw!!!dias de silencio..agora voltei..bom minhas aulas jah come?aram e tah sendo td mto bom..estudar com varios amigos e no lugar onde eu escolhi..com profs q eu amo..A grande novidade fica por conta da minha mudan?a..to saindo do centro pra ir pro estreito..na cabeceira continental da ponte Hercilio Luz..eu consigo ver minha futura casa daki..eh bem pertinho..qdo tiver td pronto eu chamo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107923170535372771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107923170535372771' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107923170535372771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107923170535372771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/03/uhuwdias-de-silencio.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107733552806625726</id><published>2004-02-21T04:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T04:54:47.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aÊ! carnavaL..ultimas semanas de ferias..dia 01/03 jah tem aula graças a Deus..cara to com saudadesssssss =õ(nem to fazendo mta coisa..a marie foi embora..a seilane tah indo tb..esse povo me abandonando..to triste por isso mas fazer oq neh a vida segue..a msc de hj eh pra marie..=***********fui!Artista: Gloria Gaynor Álbum: Greatest Hits Título: I Will Survive      At first I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107733552806625726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107733552806625726' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107733552806625726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107733552806625726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/02/carnaval.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107678084954287358</id><published>2004-02-14T18:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T18:50:00.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GiHHHHHHH=*************************parabens vc acaba de ganhar................................................sei lah eu oq..ainda to pensando no premio..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107678084954287358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107678084954287358' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107678084954287358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107678084954287358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/02/gihhhhhhh-parabens-vc-acaba-de-ganhar.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107678075812422737</id><published>2004-02-14T18:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T18:48:29.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh..nd de novo por aki..fui no miltons esses dias aiH..pq a mare tava aih..hmm..e soh..=*`smusiquinha de hj..tah eu sei praticamente deisnterrei a msc mas eh q eu gosto dela..eh bunitinha..Artista: Cogumelo Plutão Título: Esperando Na Janela      Quando me perdi, você apareceuMe fazendo rir, do que aconteceuE de medo olhei, tudo ao meu redorSó assim enxerguei, que agora estou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107678075812422737/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107678075812422737' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107678075812422737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107678075812422737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/02/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107669775080802404</id><published>2004-02-13T19:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T19:45:00.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>visitantes 900 e 901 favor deixar comments!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107669775080802404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107669775080802404' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107669775080802404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107669775080802404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/02/visitantes-900-e-901-favor-deixar.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107663547500572030</id><published>2004-02-13T02:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T02:27:04.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aÊ!Uhuw nd de mto novo por aki naum..a mare veio aki em floripa fazer a matricula dela..aih fomos no miltonS..dps eu e a marie fomos dar umas voltas por unS sebos ver oq rola de Lp e livros..nossa varias coisas legaiSSSsSDeixarei aki um recado especial para duas pessoasAlisson e PauloParabens, mtos anos de vida bla bla bla...Td de bom..adoro vcS d+!!!!=***********************************</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107663547500572030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107663547500572030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107663547500572030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107663547500572030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/02/uhuw-nd-de-mto-novo-por-aki-naum.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107646798820052851</id><published>2004-02-11T03:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T03:55:34.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh nd de mto novo..lah na ari foi bem legaL vimos um filme alem?o e eu matei a saudade de ouvir alguem falando um alem?o correto..(sim eu realmento gosto de alem?o!!)dps a gente foi pra casa do primo do Fellipe q eh ali pertinhu..e dps disso eu fui pra Mariane pra dormir lah..Presentes: Eu, Marie, Ari, Joana, Jaque, raiska(a cachorra e a bebida!), Fellipe e Ary Segunda feira normaL..ter?a na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107646798820052851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107646798820052851' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107646798820052851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107646798820052851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/02/oh-nd-de-mto-novo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107625955895016296</id><published>2004-02-08T17:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T18:01:42.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bem..to indo lah na casa da ari agora..e num tenhu mta coisa pra escrever aki..a semana foi normaL..jah comprei o material escolar e talZ..bom era isso..aih vão 2 musicas do Nando Reis q eu ador00 e q to ouvindo bastante..Artista: Nando Reis Título: Me Diga      se eu acordo preocupado com as providênciascomo uma conta no bancoque eu não tenho dinheiro pra pagarisso me aflige, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107625955895016296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107625955895016296' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107625955895016296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107625955895016296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107461562990968733</id><published>2004-01-20T17:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T17:22:27.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pow eskeci de falar meu blog fez aniversário..17/01 foi o 1º post decente!=)amanhã eh aniver da minha mãe..ax0 q vai ter festinhaaaaa.. =)sem mtas news por aki..=*********</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107461562990968733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107461562990968733' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107461562990968733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107461562990968733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/01/pow-eskeci-de-falar-meu-blog-fez.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107447354488716098</id><published>2004-01-19T01:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T01:54:20.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah eu jah ia esquecendo..hj eh aniversário de uma pessoa mto especial..e eu queria deixar um recado aqui..SamuelFeliz Aniversário td de bom pra vc..nem tenhu mto mais oq te falar td oq eu tinha pra dizer eu jah te disse..Mta saúde paz e sucesso nesse ano q eh tão importante..18 anos,faculdade..era issobjoSPS: te adoro =õ)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107447354488716098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107447354488716098' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107447354488716098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107447354488716098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/01/ah-eu-jah-ia-esquecendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107447287302162764</id><published>2004-01-19T01:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T01:43:08.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a?!sabado agitado..dormi ateh meio dia..fui pro xopis a tarde ircontro do pessoal do #escoteiro, o Juliano e a Deni tavam aih..foi bem legaLdps eu fui pra casa da ari..l? encontrei a Kenia..e a gente esperou o Alberto e o Laka pra levarem a gente pra uma festinha na casa de praia do Alberto lah nos ingleses..no carro encontramos a Janice tb..(tds acima citados conheci lah no tendy menos o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107447287302162764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107447287302162764' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107447287302162764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107447287302162764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/01/sabado-agitado.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107431515698919731</id><published>2004-01-17T05:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T05:54:30.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bah..ferias normais..praia saida com amigos..essas coisas de sempre..to me divertindo..jah naum estou mais vermelha..agora estou morena =) e descascando ainda!mas nem da nd..andaram kebrando o pau aki em casa naum foi cmg mas eh claro q ia ter q sobrar pra mim neh..hm..dexa eu ver oq mais aconteceu..jah fiz minha matricula no cursinhu..mtos arregos lah eh claro..minhas aulas soh começam dia 01/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107431515698919731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107431515698919731' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107431515698919731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107431515698919731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2004/01/bah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107352949582773342</id><published>2004-01-08T03:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T03:39:57.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Soh pra avisar q eu num postei antes pq o blogger tava menstruado..Bom..a virada do ano foi em familia assim como o natal..ai ai..jah estah decidido q irei estudar no tendy novamente soh q dessa vez o ano inteiro.. =) conseguimos um desconto lah com o todo poderoso(jairo)..fui pra praia na casa do Gil..aquela praia deserta mto bom..mas eu com a minha cor de vestibulanda xeguei na praia e </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107283947678157278</id><published>2003-12-31T03:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T03:59:27.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uhuw..falta pouco pra acabar esse ano..se eu for fazer um balanço..ele foi bom..melhor q 2002..conheci várias pessoas..me aproximei de algumas q eu jah conhecia..me afastei de outras..eh..ax0 q esse foi um dos pouco ano em que eu realmente posso dizer q eu vivi..ha algum tempo eu apenas sobrevivia..esse naum..eu curti mto sofri mto xorei sorri gargalhei cante dançei..nossa sem noção..fiz umas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107283947678157278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107283947678157278' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107283947678157278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107283947678157278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/uhuw.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107245832842338398</id><published>2003-12-26T18:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T18:06:53.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O negócio eh o seguinte..Federal dia 29 e esses dias num passam nunca..cara mto sem noção..meu natal foi legal..ganhei o cd do nenhum de nós acustico do meu maninhu =*, ganhei um chaveiro do bob esponja do Duds =* uma caixinha de msc no amigo secreto..do meu pai ainda num ganhei nd..nem da minha mãe..hm..passei o natal com febre e talZ..mas nd q num se resolva..ateh pq eu ainda continuo com ela.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107245832842338398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107245832842338398' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107245832842338398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107245832842338398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/o-negcio-eh-o-seguinte.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107206126200527939</id><published>2003-12-22T03:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T03:49:00.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aÊ!Hj fui lah na ari(=***** na bunda amor) Pow..tava mto massa..ax0 q eu nunca ri tanto..vimos uns filmes lah td pela metada..tava td mundo mto fora..IHAuhaUIhAUIhAIUhAIUhAIhAIUhAIUhAIUhAIUhAIUhAIUhiau a ari e a marie mesmo(soh pra variar!!!) mto bom mesmo!!!!presentes na pekenas festinha de domingo: Kênia, Kenia, Fellipe, Ari, Ary, Marie, Mare...bju na bunda a tdS os presentes..e bjus a vcs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107206126200527939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107206126200527939' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107206126200527939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107206126200527939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/hj-fui-lah-na-ari-na-bunda-amor-pow.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107198050750263451</id><published>2003-12-21T05:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T05:23:31.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aÊ! formatura do tendy..tava mto boa!! a colação tava mto linda..com direito a fogos de artificio e td..professores maravilhosamente lindos..mto bem vestdos..qse irreconheciveis..o baile tava bom..deu umas merdas lah..mas tranquilo..foi beeem bom o baile..xegamos em casa 5 hrs..=x sobre o baile..hj fui lah na leite e dps no tonhu..tava bem legal tb..keria deixar um recado aki..Marie:Amor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107198050750263451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107198050750263451' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107198050750263451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107198050750263451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/formatura-do-tendy.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107169387730279285</id><published>2003-12-17T21:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T21:45:50.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SONETO DE SEPARAÇÃOVinícius de MoraisDe repente do riso fez-se o prantoSilencioso e branco como a brumaE das bocas unidas fez-se a espumaE das mãos espalmadas fez-se o espanto.De repente da calma fez-se o ventoQue dos olhos desfez a última chamaE da paixão fez-se o pressentimentoE do momento imóvel fez o drama.De repente, não mais que de repenteFez-se de triste o que se fez amanteE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107169387730279285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107169387730279285' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107169387730279285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107169387730279285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/soneto-de-separao-vincius-de-morais-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107169359706923001</id><published>2003-12-17T21:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T21:41:10.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meu DeuXXXXXX q q era akele vestibular da ufsc..eu consegui ir mal numa prova facil dakelas..porra mta raiva..somei 42 pontos de 80.. =/ mto mal..bom mas pelo menos dps do vestiba teve o PIDA!!!! q tava o bix0!!!me diverti mto mesmo!!!SOH risadas..dps dormi na casa da marie..e era isso..voltei pra  casa e eu tava sem internet pq caiu a antena por causa do vento q deu no dia anterior..fikei um dia</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107169359706923001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107169359706923001' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107169359706923001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107169359706923001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/meu-deuxxxxxx-q-q-era-akele-vestibular.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107141207162496387</id><published>2003-12-14T15:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T15:29:00.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aÊ passei pra direito na unisul fikei em 15º no meu curso..hj eh o vestibular da federal..to meio nervosa com qmc..mas vamo lah neh..xego a hr..td ou nd na prova..e eh isso..=********************fui!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107141207162496387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107141207162496387' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107141207162496387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107141207162496387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/passei-pra-direito-na-unisul-fikei-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107127586447594857</id><published>2003-12-13T01:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T01:38:51.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meu DeuXX festa perfeita..tava mto boa..minha formatura tava o bix0..a colação tirando o padre falando tava mto legal..fizeram um negócio pros profs q tava mto b0m!! a festa mesmo noooooooooooooossa tava td perfeito..qse num deu confusão..a banda tava mto boa..tinha mto homem solteiro e bonito..e a maioria das mulheres estavam acompanhadas..a bebida tava boa..nossa passou mto rápido..qdo eu vi os</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107127586447594857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107127586447594857' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107127586447594857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107127586447594857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/meu-deuxx-festa-perfeita.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107116669170246134</id><published>2003-12-11T19:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T19:19:17.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Nome? Kênia Maria de Barros Santos de Souza 2. Você gosta dele? eh..num eh nenhuma brastemp mas eu gosto..ele eh grandEE 3. E do seu sobrenome? qual deles? 4. Quem escolheu seu nome? Meu pai 5. Quais foram os outros nomes q vc poderia ter se chamado? Se eu fosse um menino seria Fausto(bleh..ainda bem q sou minina!!) 6. Qual o nome dos seus pais? Ana Maria e Francisco 7. Quais os nomes q</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107116669170246134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107116669170246134' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107116669170246134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107116669170246134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107097804624558966</id><published>2003-12-09T14:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T14:55:09.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EU PASSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIII DE ANO!!!! PNC DO BUATIM!!!!!!!! JAMAIS ESTUDAREI FISICA NOVAMENTE!!!!EU PROMETO!!!!!!bjus aih...ateh mais pq agora ainda tem o vestiba..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107097804624558966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107097804624558966' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107097804624558966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107097804624558966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/aeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107088344691473669</id><published>2003-12-08T12:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T12:38:27.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uhuw..acabaram as provas no colegio..amanhã eu vo lah ver se eu passei ou naum..findi de descanso..e surpresa..meu pai do nd apareceu aki..(vai se entender) sai pra jantar com ele..dps de ter dormido o domingo qse todo..sabado eu tive aula a tarde..tava bem boa..geografia,biologia,história,fisica(num guento mais ver a cara dakele prof!!!) a minha semana foi normal..aula a tarde e a noite..provas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107088344691473669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107088344691473669' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107088344691473669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107088344691473669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/uhuw_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107041888498464091</id><published>2003-12-03T03:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T03:39:36.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aeeeeee Piercing na sombrancelha!!!!!! uhuuuuuuuuuuw!!! mto lindo ele..qq dia desses eu dexo vcs verem..cara maior correria..menos de 2 semanas pro vestiba e talZ..pow sem mta coisa pra escrever! fui!bjos a qm merece!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107041888498464091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107041888498464091' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107041888498464091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107041888498464091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/12/aeeeeee-piercing-na-sombrancelha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107024062208799217</id><published>2003-12-01T02:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T02:04:33.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uhuw..vestibular hj..de 75 questões acertei 56..errei 3 de história, 1 de geografia, 4 de matemática, 4 de física, 0 de química(sou foda né?), 1 de biologia, 2 de inglês, 5 de português..é não fui tão bem quanto eu queria mas tá bom..fiz a prova morrendo de sono..mas tá beleza..Ah ia esquecendo de mencionar aqui..sexta eu fui na pizza hut com o GiL, ele dormiu aqui em casa ficamos conversando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107024062208799217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107024062208799217' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107024062208799217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107024062208799217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/11/uhuw.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-107003283361602738</id><published>2003-11-28T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T16:21:21.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Se eu fosse um mês, eu seria: novembroSe eu fosse um dia da semana: sextaSe eu fosse uma hora do dia: a hr em q a lua se põeSe eu fosse um planeta: plutãoSe eu fosse uma direção: em frente sempre..Se eu fosse um móvel: camaSe eu fosse um pecado: luxúriaSe eu fosse um líquido: águaSe eu fosse uma pedra: quartzo rosaSe eu fosse uma árvore: Uma bem grande.. Se eu fosse uma flor: rosa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/107003283361602738/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=107003283361602738' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107003283361602738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/107003283361602738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/11/se-eu-fosse-um-ms-eu-seria-novembro-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-106998816733398071</id><published>2003-11-28T05:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T04:09:19.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>É..primeiro dia com 18 anos..vejo q nada mudou..to passando por meu momento pensativo..vendo se isso tudo vale a pena..se essa loucura toda vale a pena..infelizmente axo q o Jairo(prof de literatura), eh q tah certo a nossa vida eh feita de "Ah era soh isso?"sempre corremos atras dos sonhos e dps q eles se realizam a gente fala.."ah era soh isso?" será q vale a pena?será q adianta sofrer por "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/106998816733398071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=106998816733398071' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/106998816733398071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/106998816733398071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/2003/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiks</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s65HdoG0uvk/THBgaHfVW_I/AAAAAAAAABw/PC4gJ6bZP0Q/S220/Snapshot_20100822_1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988278.post-106990267355005828</id><published>2003-11-27T04:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T04:11:59.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>minha eterna musica..sempre..diz tudo.. deixoArtista: Legião UrbanaMúsica: Andrea Doria       Às vezes parecia que, de tanto acreditarEm tudo que achávamos tão certo,Teríamos o mundo inteiro e até um pouco mais:Faríamos floresta do desertoE diamantes de pedaços de vidro.              Mas percebo agoraQue o teu sorrisoVem diferente,Quase parecendo te ferir.Não queria te ver assim -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/106990267355005828/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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aniver..foi bom cara..foi bem legal..na real mesmo esperava mais de mim mas td bem..keria agradecer aos telefonemas, aos cartões sejam eles virtuais ou não, as visitas, aos micos..brigada mesmo..bjusssss..faz tempo q naum rola uma musikinha aki neh..vo colocar uma q eu tenhu ouvido mto!Artista: Nenhum de NósMúsica: Um Girassol da Cor do Seu Cabelo       Vento solar e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiks.blogspot.com/feeds/106990171110805571/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3988278&amp;postID=106990171110805571' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/106990171110805571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3988278/posts/default/106990171110805571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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