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  <title>to all fruits^</title>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fruitilicious:9935</id>
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    <title>foto de background, (ignore if you're not carolina)</title>
    <published>2006-01-23T00:41:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-23T00:52:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Right To Be Wrong/Joss Stone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.woooo.blogger.com.br/candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o password e' a estrelinha no teclado, se e' que voce me intendi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muito obrigada, once more!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fruitilicious:9687</id>
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    <title>fruitilicious @ 2006-01-22T10:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-22T12:52:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-22T12:52:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Walking A Line/Foo Fighters</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok, alguem que saiba fazer templates ou so bota um background nesse tosso!! por favor, me ajuda!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fruitilicious:8877</id>
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    <title>SPICE IT UP, NOW</title>
    <published>2006-01-21T14:15:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-21T14:21:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Say You'll Be There/ (duh) The Spice Girls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">After a long car ride listening to the Spice Girls (yes...) I realized I still love them! And not only the 8 year old Marina in pigtails, but the 16 year old one that's still waiting for them to get back together. I mean, them breaking up was like the Beatles breaking up. Except it wasn't a worldwide tragedy and there weren't any Yoko's around. It was still, to me, a very bad time. They were the SPICE GIRLS. Four beautiful girls that were all about GIRL POWER (or gail pawa, as the British say) each addressed with their own pre-thought of personalities: Posh, Sporty, Scary, Baby and Ginger which then of course, became Sexy, which probably initiated the whole breaking up process. They were way to spicy. Listening to "2 Become 1" nowadays, changed my whole prospective on life itself. Here are these incredibly sexy 20 something year old girls, telling some guy to 'put it on' and 'get it on'. Not to mention the whole 'two becoming one' process which involves more then what an 8 year old school girl can fit into her head.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am still waiting for them to come together and ascend my soul to silver. It's not all that impossible, it's not like any of them died. They're all still around married to British soccer players or becoming anorexic. All we have to do is wait and pray that they'll come to their senses, which is any day now and re-unite and spice up every ones life like they did in 1997.</content>
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    <title>MOTHER NATURE HAVING A TANTRUM</title>
    <published>2006-01-21T13:58:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-21T13:58:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Elektro Kardiogramm/Kraftwerk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Mother nature surely having a tantrum. She’s most certainly ignorant and wants others to be so too.&lt;br /&gt;I’m walking home from French classes on a lovely afternoon. Sun shinning, birds are chirping their asses off. The usual. After a whole hour and a half of being called Marine and referred to only in francophone, the only thing I want to do is sit down and read. So on my way home I call Anna. Talked to her about gender-confused characters and whether or not they have any sort of influence on little kids nowadays. I agreed they had not. I mean, all the gay characters were present when we were children and look how we turned out. Anna told me that Bugs Bunny was a homosexual. “Anh-Anh”. Right away I refused to accept that. I mean, it’s Bugs. Sure he spends a bit too much time with Daffy and does seem keen on kissing Elmer Fudge at every chance he gets. So?! He loves Lola Bunny. Wouldn’t anyone? That bunny’s like sex on legs.&lt;br /&gt;	So any who, after settling that discussing (which, by the way will remain restless in my mind always) I got my book and waddled upstairs to the big table that sits out in the sun. Perfect. I felt like one of those people that live in those huge bucolic houses with huge gardens and a white fence and millions of flowers spreading pollen everywhere and bumblebees anywhere you look. Yes, just like Alice in Wonderland. I felt very old. I just sat there devouring that stupid book and a drop fell on my cheek. I prayed it was just someone spitting or relieving themselves on me. If only I could be so lucky. Soon enough the rain was coming down very heavy. And I do say this struggling not to sound like a bad Guns N’ Roses quote, but dam, it really is hard to hold a candle in the cold November rain. It’s dam hard to hold anything in that rain, by that manner.&lt;br /&gt;	So I settled on the couch outside, covered from the pourin’ rain. Nice. Right? NO! The stupid November wind was strong as hell and was getting the November rain all over me.&lt;br /&gt;So I go downstairs sit on my couch. Surely, no rain could get me here. No ‘vasamentos’ or anything. The rain can’t get me, but little did I know that the phone is always available for attack. Johnny rings up. Ah, love, ‘tis alright if I don’t read if I talked to you. Mother nature’s got her panties in a bundle up her ass anyways. She strongly disapproves of reading you know? She doesn’t believe in books or literature. Jesus Christ Superstar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	So, ma hunnycakes. School is in fact over. I will never read anything on meiosis or mitosis, or bilirubin or foddar crops or even Stalin’s boots ever again. I won’t miss them, except for the last one. I really do love Stalin and his awesome combat boots. I think he saw that style coming a mile away. Stalin wasn’t a great ruler. He was a top fashion trend-setter, if you ask me. Who else to predict combat boots would be so in half a century later? Only good old Man of Steal.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fruitilicious:8350</id>
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    <title>SHALALALA OH MY MY, LOOK LIKE THE BOY TO SHY, AIN'T GONNA KISS THE GIRL</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T15:42:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-10T15:49:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kiss the Girl/Vitamin C</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hey yaaaaall! i've been trying to log on for aaaages!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to down-downtown to see STOMP! its sooo good! i mean, the preview that we see at the movies is nothing compared to the real thing. if they come to brazil or you have the opportunity to see it, i strongly recomend it! fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to a very funny song. it's from this disney cd i got the other day. it has 'part of your world' punk rock style. yes, 'part of your world'. the disney motion picture 'the little mermaid' hit. download it, please! &lt;br /&gt;part of your world/skye sweetnam&lt;br /&gt;well, everything is just rainbowy and cottoncandy-ish over here. very sunny and hot hot hot!!&lt;br /&gt;they closed the subways that go downtown because of the whole terrorist issue.. oh daaiim.&lt;br /&gt;carlos e a fabrica de chocolate sai sexta! yay! mr depp looks very gay with his chanel haircut, though.. its all good! i'll take him to the candyshop. ui. oh my god, what if they play that song in the movie? little innocent children will be so confus-ED!&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. vamos ver o proximo capitulo..&lt;br /&gt;XX</content>
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    <title>fruitilicious @ 2005-06-12T09:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-12T13:08:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T13:16:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Festa no Meu Ape/Latino</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hey sugars! hows yall?&lt;br /&gt;well, friday, marianas party. very fun. a lot of 'danieleeee's and 'atoladinhas'! so tinha funk, funkeiros, funkadelicos, funk-maniacos e fankeiros top. pensei mto no cao..&lt;br /&gt;e quando eu chego em casa, o que ta tocando no vizinho?? "DANIEEEELEEEE, QUEM NUNCA VIU??"&lt;br /&gt;o' xente.. mas foi divertido conhecer garotos que pareciam com garotos conhecidos mas nao eram.&lt;br /&gt;e tocou 'satisfaction'. claro q a pista ficou vazia..&lt;br /&gt;mas a mari danco valsa! foi tao bonitinho... apezar deu nao ter visto absolutamente nada. devia ter ido de salto.. bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look wat a prettay picture of me that daddy took.. my eyes look strangly blue.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.woooo.blogger.com.br/eubooia.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fruitilicious:7768</id>
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    <title>ALL WE GOT IS VACANCY</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T12:08:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-05T12:10:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Black Math/The White Stripes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">THE3 WHIT3 STRIP3S show was so awsome! best show i´ll ever go to!&lt;br /&gt;he started off with ´dead leaves and the dirty ground´, then ´blue orchid´! very good to dance insanely to.. ´hotel yorba´ was funny.. i felt like me, and the whole audience were hopping to the left then to the right in sincronization.. at least me and the 3 guys behind me were! and when he played ´fell in love with a girl´! he left the second part for the audience to sing.. i felt like i was the only one screaming my head off.. oh well.. ´jolene´ was so nice too.. it felt like everyone was holding hands screaming, "jolene. jolene. jolene. JOOLEEEEENE! I´M BEGGIN OF YOU PLEASE DONT TAKE MA MAN!". they played all the good songs.. the only one left was ´girl, you have no faith in medicine´ which ana clara and i were really counting on..&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, ´the hardest button to button´ was great too! everyone jumping to the very stupid beat of megs drums.. she looks really cute when she plays.. she smiles and tilts her head.. then smiles some more and tilts it to the other side.. hmm.. and jack is very hot! (not really, but thats wat i liked screaming out at him!) in between songs it was "YOU´RE HOOOT!! TAKE OFF YOUR  SHIRT! MARRY MEEE!".. i think the take off your shirt thing was yoko.. bad girl!&lt;br /&gt;´black math´ was very insane. its the kind of song that or you stand there and sing along, or you wave your arms around in total fury and knod your head like a drink mixer.. there´s no "meio termo"..&lt;br /&gt;wat else?? oh, at the end they left and then came back for an encore and jack was like "ok, dont make too much noise now children!" HOW FUN  IS THAT? oh, how i love him senseless...he looked at me and kinda smiled, i´m sure he did!!! no matter wat everyone says.. then he played a song that wasnt on any cds (you could tell) it was the song that they like singing wen they´re ´on the road´.. well, it went something like, blah blah, and "if someone asks you who sings this song you tell them it was mr. jack white!!" kinda cute.. then they played ´i just dont know what to do with myself´, which was a big plus! that and ´the big 3 took my baby´ was quite unexpected..&lt;br /&gt;the show kicked ass and i got the new blue orchid album t-shirt.. wat more can i say?</content>
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    <title>fruitilicious @ 2005-05-15T10:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-15T13:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-15T13:33:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>There´s No Room For You Here/White Stripes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">carol showed me this a few weeks ago. very fun to fill out but mine didnt come out so great.. &lt;br /&gt;and i dont know what street i first lived on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) PORN STAR NAME: [Name Of First Pet + First Street You Lived On]&lt;br /&gt;Vicky Luxembourg&lt;br /&gt;2) YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: [Name Of Your Favorite Snack Food + Grandfather's First Name]&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Beto&lt;br /&gt;3) YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: [First Word You See On Your Left + Favorite restaurant]&lt;br /&gt;Australia Nam Thai&lt;br /&gt;4) EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS: [Favorite Spice + Last Vacation Spot]&lt;br /&gt;Pepper Buzios&lt;br /&gt;5) "FLY GIRL" ALIAS (a la J. Lo): [First Initial + First Two/three Letters of your Last Name]&lt;br /&gt;M. Vi&lt;br /&gt;6) ICON ALIAS: [Something Sweet Within Sight + Any Liquid in Kitchen]&lt;br /&gt;Menthos Coke&lt;br /&gt;7) DETECTIVE ALIAS: [Favorite Baby Animal + Where You Went to High School]&lt;br /&gt;Bunny British&lt;br /&gt;8) SOAP OPERA ALIAS: [Middle Name + Street Where You First Lived]&lt;br /&gt;Portella Luxembourg&lt;br /&gt;9) ROCK STAR ALIAS: [Favorite Candy + Last Name Of Favorite Musician]&lt;br /&gt;Jollyranchers Grohl</content>
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    <title>SOMEBODY PASS MY GUITTAR!</title>
    <published>2005-05-15T12:47:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-15T12:51:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Do Something/Britney Spears (tati, knows how i love it)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok, ok, its official, im playing ´linger´ in june for a crowd of antonio adolfo people. my teacher made the beat easier for me because i´m dishleicxick! who would know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i´ve been sicky poo. so friday i went to the doctor to get a check up and it was odd because he asked some awkward question in front of my mom. but i didn´t have to lie about any of them, so it was ok. he gave me flavoured sticks. those that docs use to look at your throat.. so fun! well, i´m apparently ok, but he wants a blood test so i got it yesterday. my first. i must say i was a blood test virgin.. it was ok, mommy was there to hold ma hand. now i have a blood dot on my arm that suggest i´m not always naturally high.. &lt;br /&gt;and finally i will know my blood type, huray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white stripes tickets start to be sold on monday so be agile and get them tickets quick!&lt;br /&gt;it will bombate in red and black!</content>
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    <title>fruitilicious @ 2005-05-11T11:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T14:10:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T13:37:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cow's Funk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hey ho, my sugar plum fariiies!&lt;br /&gt;i'm in drama, once again. fred and rapha are here (i'm in between them..ui.) talking about the math test they just had. carol and yoko aren't here yet. probably doing the test.. how i love to be extended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, carol got my camera this weekend to take cool pictures of her. very nice.. i might post some on them with her permission. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bacon is now sitting next to me instead of raphinha.. doesn't mean the conversation has changed on any level..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fred , is by far the weirdest boy ever.. he drew a square (not a square a paralelogram!!!!! THINK ABOUT IT)(he wrote that) on his computer, put his hands together, and while squeezing them to make an very unfamiliar noise explained something mathematical and complex to daniel and raphinha..&lt;br /&gt;no he's telling me how he got a Rronarable mention..&lt;br /&gt;when will someone correct him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACON JUST FREEKIN HIT ME WITH HIS POTATOE CHIPS!! SENSATIONS HURT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carol(a paraiba):&lt;br /&gt;Hokay. The bean is screaming at me and Yoko's right behind me. Merina, Yoko and Bacon make a beautiful musical trio which could go all the way to Brodway. Keep siniging, babes. Saraosao, saraosao, sarasaoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoko (A mascote):&lt;br /&gt;hello dear ppl... readin marina livejournal... its ALIVE... lol... me and marina should sign up to replace paris and nicole... it would be the marina and yoko... lol... we would b the complicated life... saraosao saraosao... lol... word to ur motha... bye billy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(its sarasaaa! and bye silly!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fred(o fodao):&lt;br /&gt;Bom, quem ta lendo ate aki tem um saco muito grande (maior q o do cau) entaum  vou escrivinhá um troco pra voces, bom eu axo cinceramente q se as formigas sauvas parassem de picar as criancas haveria 32% a mais de iguanas selvagens nas selvas afro-americanas. voces sabiam q as libelulas sao os insetos mais rapidos do mundo chegando ate a 70 km/h porque nao contem glutem! tangerina eh melhor do que laranja pois a tangerina tem uma quantidade de acido citrico suficiente para dissolver 72.5 (CORRECT TO 2 DECIMAL PLACES) kilogramas de potassio da marca potex segundo o instituto de quimica avancada inesp! tenham um bom dia cheio de cor. e nao seesquecam do chilclete de coruja!!!!!!!!!!!!@#$$%^&amp;^&amp;*() do re mi fa sol la si DÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓÓ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bacon ( o gay mor):&lt;br /&gt;WEll writing posts in my opinion is just stupid but fine...im bored...Cao says RRRrraAAOAOAOAAO...UH-UH...beside me, very appropriate for a real drama lesson. Just had a crap maths test which im gonnea fail. Fred and marina are hugging themselves doing wierd actions and creepy  insect things...but okay. 2night...bsjium....!...da da da dudau da du da da...(star wars theme)...Da...&lt;br /&gt;SABRINA EU TE AMO!!!...ha..</content>
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    <title>IT´S HARD TO GET BY JUST UPON A SMILE, GIRL</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T21:01:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-15T12:53:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Anchor/Cave In</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i got this chain letter from miss coco chanel (yoko) and i thought it was so sweet and had just a touch of tearfulness to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this... You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.&lt;br /&gt;1. At least 2 people in this world LOVE you so much they would DiE for you.&lt;br /&gt;2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.&lt;br /&gt;3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you. &lt;br /&gt;4. A SMiLE from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;6. You mean the world to someone.&lt;br /&gt;7. If not for you, someone may not be living. &lt;br /&gt;8. You are special&amp;unique.&lt;br /&gt;9. Someone that you don't even know exists, loves you.&lt;br /&gt;10. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.&lt;br /&gt;11. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world. &lt;br /&gt;12. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you BELiEVE in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;13. Always remember the compliments you received. FORGET about the rude remarks. &lt;br /&gt;14. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know.&lt;br /&gt;15. If you have a GREAT FRiEND, take the time to let them know that they are great. add this as a comment to ten of ur friends tonight and at midnight your true love will find you. Something good will happen to you at 2:25 tomorrow. Get ready for the biggest shock of your life. Whoever breaks this chain letter will be cursed with 10 relationship problems for the next ten years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, you can forget number 15 but they are nice to think about.. number 13 is taken directly from the sunscreen speach, though! and 5 (if not taken in the most indecent way) is nice too..</content>
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    <title> WHEN SHE COMES BACK THERE'S NONE LEFT FOR ME</title>
    <published>2005-05-03T12:37:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-03T12:39:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hellow, my babies. i'm at school.. drama.. figures why i'm here, huh?&lt;br /&gt;i think that anna and i should continue with our very popular site.. hmm, hmm..&lt;br /&gt;nothing new.. 9A and B have gone of to CSN, but Cow stayed because he loves school, so he's here informing us about naked women and where to find them. by where, i mean what sites.&lt;br /&gt;in other news.. my nipples went to france and jimmy cracked corn and no one gives a shit..&lt;br /&gt;ah,it's good to be back in action..</content>
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    <title>YOU ARE TOO HOT</title>
    <published>2005-05-01T16:19:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-01T16:22:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dirty Mary/Lady Bouncer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As Últimas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question1" value="As+%DAltimas"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type1" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Último cigarro&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nao fumo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question2" value="%DAltimo+cigarro"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type2" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Última bebida alcólica&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sex on the beach da olivia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question3" value="%DAltima+bebida+alc%F3lica"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type3" 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name="question10" value="%DAltimo+filme+que+alugou"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type10" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Última coisa que bebeu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;café com leite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question11" value="%DAltima+coisa+que+bebeu"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type11" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Última coisa que comeu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pão&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question12" value="%DAltima+coisa+que+comeu"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type12" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Última grande paixão&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;salto alto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question13" value="%DAltima+grande+paix%E3o"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type13" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td 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flow-queens of the stone  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question17" value="%DAltimo+cd+que+ouviu"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type17" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Última coisa que comprou&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;casaco da zara&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question18" value="%DAltima+coisa+que+comprou"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type18" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Último download&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;number 1 crush- garbage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question19" value="%DAltimo+download"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type19" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Último desapontamento&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;minha garganta inda tá ruim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question20" value="%DAltimo+desapontamento"&gt;&lt;input 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valign="top" align="right"&gt;Última página que visitou&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;meu LJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question27" value="%DAltima+p%E1gina+que+visitou"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type27" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Última palavra que escreveu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question28" value="%DAltima+palavra+que+escreveu"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type28" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Última letra que escreveu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question29" value="%DAltima+letra+que+escreveu"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type29" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Última frase que falou&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;good afternoon, tootsie!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input 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    <title>STOP. DROP. ROLL.</title>
    <published>2005-05-01T15:43:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T15:40:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Army of Me/Bjork</lj:music>
    <content type="html">what´s the deal with mimes?&lt;br /&gt;who, in their wildest dreams would ever say out loud, "how about we make money by not doing things?". then some smart fellow said, "hey, i don´t think people will sit and watch this." "ok, we´ll come up to them in the streets or at parties." "but then they have the freedome to walk away. what will we do then?" "that´s the beauty of it! we´ll follow them! we´ll do everything they do! they´re bound to love it!"&lt;br /&gt;ya, i mean, who wouldn´t? lets have a show of hands, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;and that is why people enjoy seeing mimes ´on fire´.. it´s pay back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"say what you want, but is in love with a gay man, left her husband at the alter, married a lesbian, threw a woman´s wooden leg in the fire, LIVING IN A BOX!"</content>
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    <title>PUT DOWN YOUR HOLLOW TIPS AND KISS YOUR LOVERS LIPS</title>
    <published>2005-05-01T15:12:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T15:38:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Can You Fell The Bass?/Basement Jaxx</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my body surely hates me.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i´m in the fae where the throat ache is gone. the fever is gone. the body aches are gone. but one of the whatevers in my throat has turn into an ´afta´ (excuse me, i have never written that word in my life). and that´s been the story for the past 3 days. it hurts and i can´t talk.. i rather have a fever and get the whole thing over with already, sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday erick came over and we rented "nightmare on elm st.". all i could think about was miss sherry telling us how they had to say ´elm st´ to show that it´s common, to relate to the people of the united states of america so they would shake in their boots when they hear footsteps out in the corridor. i must say that miss sherry enhanced my interpretation of american thrillers. marcou a minha vidinha simples e severina. moving right along now, erick insisted that one of the main boys was mr john depp! it didn´t look like him until his very last scene (in which he dies.. cause of death:sucked into the bed with ear phones and mini TV, how technological). turns out that this was depps first movies. he still hadn´t blossomed into the great jack sparrow, but he was cute, very cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word ´ouch´ is in the dictionary. english to portuguese dictionary. translated, very simply to ´ai´.</content>
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    <title>RAINY DAYS BRING RAINY THOUGHTS..HMM</title>
    <published>2005-04-30T21:17:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T15:35:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">very rainy. kinda depressing but perfect if you have to stay inside anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was in the car coming back from a beansery (feijoada)  in barraland, and my parents played this CD which has the sunscreen speech and a speech sort of like that for mothers. very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;we were listening to the mom one and i was kind of remembering the original sunscreen video and a part that i really love is when he says that years from now we´ll look back and see how many great opportunities laid before us. this thought came annexed with an image of a little girl in goggles at the top of the stairs looking like she was about to dive. so cute. thats what the sunscreen video shows.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept thinking about that. about the opportunities and how "the time is now" (spoken in really deep manly voice). i noticed i dont want to tell my grandchildren about the good stuff that happened to me. i want them to know how i tried knew stuff, got fucked and at the end of the day at least i know what i´m missing or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i hate the most thinking about is what carol and olivia and maybe bacon tell me. i should be an actress. right now, that´s the last thing i want. except for all the fortune and fame and foot/ass kissing of the diva life style. but it would be so sad to look back and think, what would have happened if i tried?&lt;br /&gt;and that is why, we must never, under any circumstances ask what if x ? it is down right wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because worrying is like solving an algebra equation by chewing gum.. or making this post: completly useless.. ora, you can´t have the cake and eat it two, you know?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fruitilicious:5304</id>
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    <title>WIND ME UP, PUT ME DOWN, START ME UP AND WATCH ME GO</title>
    <published>2005-04-30T18:12:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-30T18:12:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You May Be a Bit Borderline ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/disorder/courtney-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mood swings make a roller coaster look tame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're up, you're a little bit crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're down, your whole world is crashing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary thing is, these moods can change by the minute!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/personalitydisorderquiz/"&gt;What Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my personality disorder. yay, courtnaaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fruitilicious:4941</id>
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    <title>fruitilicious @ 2005-04-29T15:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-29T19:19:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T15:46:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jerk it out/the caesars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hello, my sweet cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past two (maybe three days) i´ve been at home.. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;yes, ive got the flu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that space is there so you can laugh.&lt;br /&gt;in the last 48 to 72 hours i have had approximately 6000g of tylenol, enough to put down a horse.&lt;br /&gt;i´ve kept myself busy trying to keep warm. yesterday i was wearing two coats, a scarf (!), jeans, socks and pantufas to sit in my apperently warm room..&lt;br /&gt;its raining.. weekend will be fun. actually, i really mean that..&lt;br /&gt;lets have  A GIRLS NIGHT OUT! except.. people  from other (sexes) can come!&lt;br /&gt;makes one wonder what kind of people i go out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Things That Piss Me Off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People who point at their wrist while&lt;br /&gt;asking for the time. I know where my watch is,&lt;br /&gt;buddy...where the hell is yours? Do I point at&lt;br /&gt;my crotch when I ask where the bathroom is??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People in the supermarket check out line&lt;br /&gt;who wait until their entire bill is rung up&lt;br /&gt;before they begin writing their check.&lt;br /&gt;Hello...is the store name going to change,&lt;br /&gt;or the date, or your signature before the&lt;br /&gt;clerk finishes? Get a clue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People who are willing to get off their&lt;br /&gt;ass to search the entire room for the damn TV&lt;br /&gt;remote because they refuse to walk to the TV&lt;br /&gt;and change it manually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When people say..."Oh, you just want to&lt;br /&gt;have your cake and eat it, too." Screw that!!!&lt;br /&gt;What good is a damn piece of cake if you can't&lt;br /&gt;eat it? What should I do...eat someone else's&lt;br /&gt;piece of cake instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When people say..."It's always the last&lt;br /&gt;place you look." No shit!! Why the hell would&lt;br /&gt;you keep looking for it after you've already&lt;br /&gt;found it?? Do people do this?? Who and where&lt;br /&gt;are they??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When people say, while watching a movie&lt;br /&gt;.."Did you see that?" No, dumb ass, I paid&lt;br /&gt;$7.50 to come to a theater and stare at the&lt;br /&gt;ceiling up there. What did you come here for??.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. People who ask, "Can I ask you a question?"&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really give me a choice there, did&lt;br /&gt;ya buddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When something is "New &amp; Improved," Which&lt;br /&gt;is it? If it's new, there has never been anything&lt;br /&gt;before it. If it's an improvement then there must&lt;br /&gt;have been something before it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When a cop pulls you over and then asks&lt;br /&gt;if you know how fast you were going. "You should&lt;br /&gt;know, asshole. You're the one that pulled me&lt;br /&gt;over!"&lt;br /&gt;Here's the 10TH thing that really bugs&lt;br /&gt;me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Chain letters! Who the hell thinks that&lt;br /&gt;by annoying other people with stupid mail with&lt;br /&gt;no meaning, that they will grant you a wish, or&lt;br /&gt;make your long-lost love fall into your arms.&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit! I'm so sure that by breaking a stupid&lt;br /&gt;chain letter that the computer gods are going to&lt;br /&gt;curse me!!</content>
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    <title>O DIABO VESTE PRADA.. E ARMANI, GUCCI, DOLCE &amp; GABANA E VERSACI</title>
    <published>2005-04-25T01:12:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T15:44:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stop/janes addiction</lj:music>
    <content type="html">different mood from that last post.&lt;br /&gt;and may i add that was posted exactly a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;any who. the feriado went by so quickly. &lt;br /&gt;theres just something about doing nothing all day that suits me so well..&lt;br /&gt;went out with friends a couple of times and got to see ana clara doing her dance..( which is a plus in case you were wondering)&lt;br /&gt;and only went to the beach once!&lt;br /&gt;once. in the whole 216 hours of delicious freedom that i had..&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;i shopped until i dropped a little.. &lt;br /&gt;saw some movies. be cool, the only really funny part is when the rock is dancing.. not because its funny just because its the rock! mais uma vez amor, cute, but ehh..&lt;br /&gt;anna didnt come and im casting "a plague on both your houses"&lt;br /&gt;can u cast a plague?&lt;br /&gt;but the very, very great thing is that THE FREAKIN WHITE STRIPES ARE FEAKIN COMING TO FREAKIN RIO DE FREAKIN JANEIRO...ahh!!! freak out! freak out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...</content>
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    <title>SHANANANANANANANA KNEEES! KNEEES!</title>
    <published>2005-03-24T12:23:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-30T01:06:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>welcome to the jungle/guns and roses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.woooo.blogger.com.br/opimps2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that a girl crying isnt the prettiest thing to post but its wat i felt like at the time..&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna know why i was crying than ill tell u.. i rather say it here then have hundreds of ppl asking me later on.. cus wen i talk about it (with my mouth, i mean) i start crying all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog, vicky, died just last week. well, my parents "put her to sleep" or "out of her mysery".. however you put it its still gonna sound horrible..&lt;br /&gt;but wat really freaked  me out about all this is that shes older then me.. ive never not had her around.. so the difficult and really weird thing was trying to imagine wat my life would b like without her. its so weird wen something thats so part of your life like vicky was just leaves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i thought i wasnt gonna cry because i was just typing this, i was wrong..</content>
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    <title>IVE GOT MAGIC BALLS</title>
    <published>2005-03-06T22:55:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T15:49:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hallelujah/Jeff Buckley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ignore the tittle.. but if u chose not to, let ur mind wonder on wat im really talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was alexandras partay. if i may say, costumes were very original.. specially tati (the whore) who seemed to be dressed as a bird. carol was the sexiest. olivia was the funniest. yoko was the sleepiest. bafafa was the peacefullest and erick was the most dead, of them all. but fred was just beyond the land of funny! even though im still not so sure what he went as, it was adorably cute..&lt;br /&gt;the adorable guy and i spend our evening doing weird tonge movement to cow (zorro), like we do on most days anyway.. it never gets old.&lt;br /&gt;and i still cant get over that alexandra didnt plan for music.. she sux and will be forever "menospresated" in the kingdom of fruitilicious!&lt;br /&gt;hugo was the scariest. ness, you should be glad you werent there..&lt;br /&gt;the whole night was just packed with crazy dancing fun! thank you again for bringing the CD, clownwoman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.woooo.blogger.com.br/IMG_messy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what my bathroom looks like before a party. totaly fun to clean up afterwards!</content>
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    <title>ROOT BEAR FLOAT</title>
    <published>2005-02-20T22:56:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-20T23:01:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>suicidal dream</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today, as some of u may know, its kurt cobains birthday..&lt;br /&gt;my day was indead very full.. i went to "escola do pao" with anna and our parents and other families that dont matter.. very yummy! but they give us like sooo much bread.. as starters.. so we think that thats the main meal.. think again! i can still order more.. but dont! then, wat did i do? i walked around ipanema with my dearest anna. to our delight everything was closed. nem uma lojinha! pff (the fart) then went to shops da gavea. we love ecletic, dont we? came home and listend to the album radio cidade on nirvana, with pitty. very good! they played the best songs, by nirvana and by other bands that made covers.. pitty also sang rape me.. great!&lt;br /&gt;so now im alone at home and im hearing weird noises from the kitchen.. i always do.. turned to music up so i wouldnt.. the scary thing is that i can see the kitchen from my room, because of the windows, and ahhh, wat if i see sumthing?? i really do hope my parents r home soon..</content>
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    <title>QUIZZZZ...</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T00:39:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T00:39:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>blitzkreig bop/ramones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">why do cartoons make "zzzz" noises wen they sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Stereotype&lt;br /&gt;Do you spend a lot of time on your appearance?: ya&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a diet?: uhum.. on one right now..&lt;br /&gt;How much did you lose?: maybe half a kilo now..&lt;br /&gt;Was it not so much a diet as it was an eating disorder: no!&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself throw up?: no!!&lt;br /&gt;Make-up?: ya, eye liner, a lot of eye shadow, mascara and some blush&lt;br /&gt;Low-cut tops?: no&lt;br /&gt;How big are your boobies? [Cup size]: small, ok? AND IM HAPPY WITH THEM! I WOULDN’T CHANGE THEM FOR THE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;Do you flip your hair when you talk, even if you don't realize it?: once in a while.. but its not a habbit&lt;br /&gt;Giggle a lot?: mostly laughing like mad, but if u wanna call it giggling, fine.&lt;br /&gt;What's the deal with boys?: ive got the sweetest one.. but they r weird.. they don’t tell u wen theyr getting a sex change!&lt;br /&gt;Thongs?: I have one.. but I hate it! Its so horrible!&lt;br /&gt;Pretty bras?: ya!&lt;br /&gt;YM, Teen, Cosmo, et al?: all and more!&lt;br /&gt;Who's the weaker sex?: guys!&lt;br /&gt;Are you a feminist?: u think?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think Brad Pitt is hot?: no&lt;br /&gt;How often do you shave your legs?: maybe once every 3 weeks.. wen I need to..&lt;br /&gt;How about your armpits?: once a week&lt;br /&gt;Are you emotional?: yep..&lt;br /&gt;Especially when on your period?: accually before!</content>
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    <title>ITS MY USELESS BLOB!</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T17:43:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T17:44:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>wrong girl/jane´s addiction</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.spacefem.com/blobs/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spacefemmites.com/blob0205/discoblob.gif" width="90" height="98" border="0" alt="Adopt your own useless blob!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my blob gone disco style!&lt;br /&gt;wats so great about my useless blob? lots of things! hes cute, hes colorfull, hes useless and hes blob-like! wat more could u want?</content>
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    <title>ONLY YOU CAN SAVE ME FROM MADNESS</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T19:09:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T15:53:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>secret smile/semisonic</lj:music>
    <content type="html">whats up, folks?&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, yoko gets back! tam tam!! so does renata and etc. so we must go out. ecxept i think renata has to sail, we´ll see. im kinda burnt, but it doesn hurt or anything..i really must go to the beach on this last week of vacation. whos up for it? yoko, tati, carol, olivia, cha? we´ll communicate and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR GOD! yesterday i saw "jogos mortais" or "saw". i tell you, that movie is so scary you will cry at times! i really want to get together and see it with everyone. so we should all go out on friday or something to see it. beleive me, its AWESOME! a lot of people are comparing it with "7". i didnt see that but i know what its about.. and its a lot like this movie. &lt;br /&gt;ok, keep in touch then people, i wanna go out and see it! and i also, just mainly wanna go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats an order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m´apeller! u know the number!</content>
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