<?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-7245918</id><updated>2011-11-17T01:04:06.985+09:00</updated><category term='noticia'/><category term='laranja bicolor japão'/><category term='estudo'/><category term='tradução'/><category term='jornal'/><category term='japonês'/><title type='text'>Idéias Desconexas</title><subtitle type='html'>_________________________ｖ２００９ se preparando para v2010</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-1706809456384716615</id><published>2009-10-23T02:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T02:38:37.533+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradução'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japonês'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laranja bicolor japão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noticia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jornal'/><title type='text'>Laranja bicolor -  色が真っ二つのミカン</title><content type='html'>田辺市上秋津のミカン園で皮の色がオレンジと緑に真っ二つに分かれた温州ミカンが1個見つかった。&lt;br /&gt;　このミカンは田辺市上秋津の農業、谷口浩司さん（47）が出荷用に栽培したものの一つ。西牟婁振興局農業振興課によると、これは「キメラ」と呼ばれる現象。遺伝子の突然変異によって起こるという。&lt;br /&gt;　谷口さんは「部分的に色が分かれることはたまにあり、このように真っ二つに分かれて色づくことも過去に何度かあった」と話している。スイカのような模様になることもあるという。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi achado em um laranjal da cidade de Tanabe uma laranja cusja casca era perfeitamente dividida em duas cores: verde e laranja.&lt;br /&gt;Esta laranja era uma das que foram cultivadas pelo Sr. Hiroshi Tanikuchi  para transporte(?). Segundo o departamento para dessenvolvimento agricula da estação de promoção Nishimura(?) isso é um fenômeno que podemos chamar de quimera. Pode-se  dizer que ocorreu por uma completa transformação genética.&lt;br /&gt;O Sr. Tanikuchi disse que já houveram casos onde uma parte da casca era dividida em mais de uma  cor, mas que já havia também acontecido alguns casos desse mesmo fenômeno. Parece que já ouve casos onde ficou parecida com uma melancia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja foto clicando no título&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-1706809456384716615?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://headlines.yahoo.co.jp/hl?a=20091022-00000006-agara-l30' title='Laranja bicolor -  色が真っ二つのミカン'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/1706809456384716615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=1706809456384716615' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/1706809456384716615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/1706809456384716615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2009/10/laranja-bicolor.html' title='Laranja bicolor -  色が真っ二つのミカン'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-6497018386683877535</id><published>2009-10-21T08:21:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:41:56.408+09:00</updated><title type='text'>忘れないよ</title><content type='html'>Can I still believe in you?           Eu ainda posso acreditar em você&lt;br /&gt;不安だけど信じていたいの mmm                Ainda estou insegura, mas quero acreditar&lt;br /&gt;きっとこれが愛なんだって、                    Com certeza isso é amor&lt;br /&gt;消えないものなんだって、                     É algo que não se pode apagar&lt;br /&gt;初めておしえてくれた人だから                  Por que você foi o primeiro a me ensinar isso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying it's a promise         Não estou dizendo que isso é uma promessa&lt;br /&gt;約束ではない                             Não é uma promessa&lt;br /&gt;だってコトバは曖昧でしょ?                    As palavras são vagas não são?&lt;br /&gt;もっと単純なことなんだ                      É algo mais simples &lt;br /&gt;愛されて、うれしくて、                       Fico feliz por que fui amada&lt;br /&gt;ただ逢いたいから                          Eu só quero te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting                       Estarei te esperando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;※忘れないよ。忘れないよ。                  Não vou esquecer! Não vou esquecer!&lt;br /&gt;だから今日もあの日のように                  Porque hoje é como aquele dia&lt;br /&gt;待ってるよ。待ってるよ。                     Estou esperando! Estou esperando! &lt;br /&gt;寂しいけど大丈夫                         Estou me sentindo sozinha, mas tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;おかえり、って包んでくれたあったかい胸の鼓動が   Em troca, poder ouvir &lt;br /&gt;Ah 聞こえそうで… Missing U※             a pulsação do seu coração... sinto sua falta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何も変わらない日常から                    Um dia a dia que não muda&lt;br /&gt;あなただけがいなくなった途端に              Só você que não está mais aqui agora&lt;br /&gt;周りの全てストーリー失って                  Tudo perdeu sua história&lt;br /&gt;目に映るのは、もう知らない街みたい           O que os meus olhos vêem parece um caminho &lt;br /&gt;                                    Que não conheço &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying it's a promise        Não estou dizendo que é uma promessa&lt;br /&gt;約束ではない                            Não é uma promessa&lt;br /&gt;だって叶わないと傷つくでしょ?                Se não se realizar, vou me machucar não é?&lt;br /&gt;きっと本能ってやつなの                     Com certeza você tem instinto&lt;br /&gt;どうしようもなく気になって                    Fiquei sem ter o que fazer&lt;br /&gt;ただ逢いたいから                         Só quero te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting                      Estarei esperando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;△どうしても、どうしても、                    De qualquer forma, de qualquer forma&lt;br /&gt;憶えていたい事だから                      É algo que eu lembrei&lt;br /&gt;いつまでも、いつまでも、                    Em qualquer momento, em qualquer momento&lt;br /&gt;変わらないって言わせてよ                   Você me fez dizer...que não mudaria&lt;br /&gt;ただいま、って抱きしめてくれた心地よさが        Agora, sinto que você me abraçou&lt;br /&gt;Ah 残っていて… Missing U△             Ah continue...sinto sua falta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying it's a promise (No it's not)   Eu não estou dizendo que é uma promessa&lt;br /&gt;でも信じさせて (I believe…)                       mas eu quero  que acredite (Eu acredito...)&lt;br /&gt;約束なんかじゃない (Even though it's not a promise) Não é uma promessa(Mesmo não sendo &lt;br /&gt;           uma promessa&lt;br /&gt;ただ逢いたいから                                 Eu quero te encontar&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting                              Estarei te esperando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(※くり返し)                                    (※Repetir)&lt;br /&gt;(△くり返し)                                    (△repetir)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-6497018386683877535?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LK0wyTRR4iE' title='忘れないよ'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LK0wyTRR4iE' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/6497018386683877535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=6497018386683877535' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/6497018386683877535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/6497018386683877535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='忘れないよ'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-5718994210264092100</id><published>2007-03-09T05:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T05:59:11.572+09:00</updated><title type='text'>So pra dizer tchau!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/RfB4pf-jZjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ggMfKv6TEbk/s1600-h/ultima+jornada+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039660637381420594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/RfB4pf-jZjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ggMfKv6TEbk/s320/ultima+jornada+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma ultima foto so pra fechar! Eu e Alisson no barco para chegar a Miyajima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To partindo hoje. Daqui a pouco pro aeroporto. Voo as 11:50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to chegando no sabado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orem por mim! ^ ^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-5718994210264092100?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/5718994210264092100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=5718994210264092100' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/5718994210264092100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/5718994210264092100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-pra-dizer-tchau.html' title='So pra dizer tchau!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/RfB4pf-jZjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ggMfKv6TEbk/s72-c/ultima+jornada+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-3387769059242124267</id><published>2007-03-05T20:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:34:21.233+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Miyajima - um lugar onde nao se pode nascer nem morrer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038399618574012642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev9wi2RUOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/w8ION-CgDcY/s320/ferias+175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miyajima e uma ilha ainda em Hiroshima onde nao se podia nascer nem morrer....vai entender...&lt;br /&gt;tipo vc escolhe ne...nao eu nao posso ter um derrame aqui...deixa eu atravessar o mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O passeio de barco e rapido, mas bem legal.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev-bS2RURI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Xs81Lg0wpbg/s1600-h/kansai+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038400353013420306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev-bS2RURI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Xs81Lg0wpbg/s320/kansai+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Chegando la a primeira coisa que a gente ver: veados. Muitos e pra todo lado. Veados devoradores de papel. E so da mole que o bicho come seu panfleto ou a etiqueta da sua bolsa(como aconteceu com o Alisson) ou sua sacola(o que aconteceu com uma das rusas). Bem, isso pelo menos gera cenas muito engracadas, mas que nao dao tempo de serem registradas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev9ey2RUNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/18uNor-7bvM/s1600-h/ferias+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038399313631334610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev9ey2RUNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/18uNor-7bvM/s320/ferias+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hotelzinho basico esse....o unico problema era chegar nele...Laderinha pequenina com um monte de malas nas maos. Alias vale o detalhe que as nossas malas eram as maiores de todo o grupo o que gerou certas piadinhas sem gracas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev-Li2RUQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/T0QnYoLQPec/s1600-h/kansai+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038400082430480642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev-Li2RUQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/T0QnYoLQPec/s320/kansai+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vista do quarto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev9Ki2RUMI/AAAAAAAAADs/2KxF0C_GzAo/s1600-h/ferias+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038398965738983618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev9Ki2RUMI/AAAAAAAAADs/2KxF0C_GzAo/s320/ferias+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Esse e parte do quarto. Quarto do Alisson porque ue esqueci de tirar foto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev9AS2RULI/AAAAAAAAADk/wT_LMyaRONI/s1600-h/ferias+265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038398789645324466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev9AS2RULI/AAAAAAAAADk/wT_LMyaRONI/s320/ferias+265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa e pra um lugar turistico e tao movimentado ne! Isso porque nessa hora nao eram nem 7 da noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev7lS2RUJI/AAAAAAAAADU/VmluPxy5xEc/s1600-h/ultima+jornada+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038397226277228690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev7lS2RUJI/AAAAAAAAADU/VmluPxy5xEc/s320/ultima+jornada+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um passei pra reconhecimento do local.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev8aS2RUKI/AAAAAAAAADc/sbNx12w6aS4/s1600-h/ultima+jornada+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038398136810295458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev8aS2RUKI/AAAAAAAAADc/sbNx12w6aS4/s320/ultima+jornada+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Depois o jantar vestidas a carater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu furabinha, Claudia(chile) e Cyntia(Mexico)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev6SC2RUII/AAAAAAAAADM/ecqS_8OBC38/s1600-h/ultima+jornada+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038395796053119106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev6SC2RUII/AAAAAAAAADM/ecqS_8OBC38/s320/ultima+jornada+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de apenas uma noite e manha la partimos para o proximo shinkansen....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ai desculpe..to com pressa hoje....tenho que ir depois eu volto!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-3387769059242124267?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/3387769059242124267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=3387769059242124267' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/3387769059242124267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/3387769059242124267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/03/miyajima-um-lugar-onde-nao-se-pode.html' title='Miyajima - um lugar onde nao se pode nascer nem morrer...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rev9wi2RUOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/w8ION-CgDcY/s72-c/ferias+175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-8840413171013678141</id><published>2007-03-03T16:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T10:37:24.976+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima</title><content type='html'>Voltei finalmente depois de cinco dias de viagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Reks1S2RUEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4CpeMJFCrzI/s1600-h/ferias+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037606952294764610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Reks1S2RUEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4CpeMJFCrzI/s320/ferias+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Primeira vez em um trem bala. E muito legal, legal mesmo. Mas depois de 4hs a gente comeca a ficar um pouco cansada ne...Isso porque tenho umas 30 horas de voo me esperando na semana que vem...bua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas olha so que basico o trem que a gente viajou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/RektBy2RUFI/AAAAAAAAACY/O06bvhqgY_0/s1600-h/ferias+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037607167043129426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/RektBy2RUFI/AAAAAAAAACY/O06bvhqgY_0/s320/ferias+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante a viagem...&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/ReksLS2RUDI/AAAAAAAAACI/0zrAmv6jjCE/s1600-h/ultima+jornada+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037606230740258866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/ReksLS2RUDI/AAAAAAAAACI/0zrAmv6jjCE/s320/ultima+jornada+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Primeira parada: Hiroshima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lugar muito bonitinho, mas triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivier ate hoje remoendo a lembranca de tanta tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque e isso que gera riqueza pra cidade. O turismo em torno dos predios que resistiram a bomba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse e um monumento as pessoas que morreram na explosao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rekq9C2RUCI/AAAAAAAAACA/im4G7Bt8SX4/s1600-h/ultima+jornada+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037604886415495202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rekq9C2RUCI/AAAAAAAAACA/im4G7Bt8SX4/s320/ultima+jornada+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Continuacao do parque&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/RekqtC2RUBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0hyukahcjc8/s1600-h/ultima+jornada+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037604611537588242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/RekqtC2RUBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0hyukahcjc8/s320/ultima+jornada+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E um dos simbolos de Hiroshima. Genbaku dome&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Reku4i2RUHI/AAAAAAAAACo/HDnZ80r7R0U/s1600-h/ferias+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037609207152595058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Reku4i2RUHI/AAAAAAAAACo/HDnZ80r7R0U/s320/ferias+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:15 foi a hora exata em que a bomba atingiu Hiroshima.&lt;br /&gt;Foto do Museu. Tinham muitas fotos impressionantes e tristes. Pessoas com queimaduras por todo o corpo, pessoas tiveram seus corpos todos perfurados por cacos de vidro, estatuas mostrando algumas pessoas cuja a pele derreteu depois da explosao. Muitas coisas assustadoras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-8840413171013678141?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/8840413171013678141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=8840413171013678141' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/8840413171013678141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/8840413171013678141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/03/hiroshima.html' title='Hiroshima'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Reks1S2RUEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4CpeMJFCrzI/s72-c/ferias+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-7896819595136161746</id><published>2007-02-22T21:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T22:21:01.014+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Passeio ao museu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2VZRpi9UI/AAAAAAAAABM/ErgUPuRXO7Q/s1600-h/museu+de+historia+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034344219937011010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2VZRpi9UI/AAAAAAAAABM/ErgUPuRXO7Q/s320/museu+de+historia+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nossa...ta quase acabando...mas conseguimos volmtar mais uma vez a Ueno. Dessa vez pra outro museu. Museu de Historia...na verdade eu esqueci o nome dele ou como se diz em port...ah deixa pra la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse e UM dos...deixa eu contar...5 predios pertecentes ao museu. Um conta historia da Asia, outro so abre pra eventos, mais um pra arqueologia japonesa, esse de historia japonesa propriamente dita e mais um que eu nao sei . ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;Bem, so pelo tamainho do predio da pra ver que nao deu pra ver tudo. Fomos no de historia e o de arqueologia. Tiramos fotos de quase tudo que podia e de algumas coisas que nao podiam(mas foi sem querer...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2TVBpi9RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eFyvGp2a71s/s1600-h/museu+de+historia+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034341947899311378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2TVBpi9RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eFyvGp2a71s/s320/museu+de+historia+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que tinha la? Coisinhas basicas ne..&lt;br /&gt;achou que poderia faltar?&lt;br /&gt;Tinha um monte delas por vairos saloes.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2U1Rpi9TI/AAAAAAAAABE/Hw5YreoCdbw/s1600-h/museu+de+historia+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034343601461720370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2U1Rpi9TI/AAAAAAAAABE/Hw5YreoCdbw/s320/museu+de+historia+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ta afim de aprender japones classico?? ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2ULBpi9SI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SBPV_iMmY2U/s1600-h/museu+de+historia+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2RbRpi9QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4A8TdtUrckA/s1600-h/museu+de+historia+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034339856250238210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2RbRpi9QI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4A8TdtUrckA/s320/museu+de+historia+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah sim...claro que nao poderia faltar ne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2QZBpi9PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/afqJj5Ir39s/s1600-h/museu+de+historia+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034338718083904754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2QZBpi9PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/afqJj5Ir39s/s320/museu+de+historia+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse salao e curioso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tipo, e so um lugarzinho pra vc descancar durante o passeio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dava pra um jardim lindo, mas tinha que ir por fora...acabamos nao indo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas a salinha ja era bem bonitinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2QOhpi9OI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OBj_sAarhYA/s1600-h/museu+de+historia+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034338537695278306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2QOhpi9OI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OBj_sAarhYA/s320/museu+de+historia+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco de arte pra vcs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2NQRpi9NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pVTVCEyR2co/s1600-h/museu+de+historia+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034335269225166034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2NQRpi9NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pVTVCEyR2co/s320/museu+de+historia+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de rodar todo o segundo andar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nossa...cansei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2M8xpi9MI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ezDTSpC6SWo/s1600-h/museu+de+historia+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-7896819595136161746?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/7896819595136161746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=7896819595136161746' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/7896819595136161746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/7896819595136161746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/02/passeio-ao-museu.html' title='Passeio ao museu'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dzQnSqJ0kaU/Rd2VZRpi9UI/AAAAAAAAABM/ErgUPuRXO7Q/s72-c/museu+de+historia+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-117111346621143337</id><published>2007-02-10T21:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T22:17:46.230+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 8 e dia de Vivi</title><content type='html'>Pois e...nesta quinta feira passada Vivi ficou mais velha...&lt;br /&gt;O dia comecou normalzinho com uns parabens dos brasileiros e tal, tudo muito discreto.&lt;br /&gt;Ate o fim da aula. A Wiwiku san lembrou e avisou a turma toda...ai ja viu ne, happy birthday to you a bom som.&lt;br /&gt;Depois fomos todos almocar. E como ja e tradicao do shokudou o Alisson, a Flavia, o Teo e a Fabi comecaram a cantar. Ja viu ne. O shokudo parou e foi um sonoro happy birthday to you . Ai quem nao sabia ficou sabendo e cantou junto. Lindo foram os presentes...aproveitando que estavamos no shokudou teve banana, yogurte, uma caixa de leite, uma garrafa de agua e uma caixa de chocolate pela metade. Lindo nao? Comovente ate!&lt;br /&gt;Depois da janta o pessoal fez tudo de novo ai vivi ganhou um dos docinhos ruins que servem na sholudou.&lt;br /&gt;Pronto esse foi meu aniversario eu pensei. Sem carnaval(um alivio),  sem calor(gloria a Deus por isso tb!). Apesar de ser longe da familia e da maior parte dos meus amigos tinha sido mais ou menos ne. O que esperar mais?&lt;br /&gt;Tava vivi em seu quarto lendo pronta pra dormir, esperando a novela comecar,uma novela alias que eu nunca consigo ver. De repente Fabi entra no quarto desesperada dizendo que o computador dela parou e ela nao sabia o que fazer e nao achava os meninos pra perguntou e querendo a minha ajuda. Vivi prestativa largou tudo o que tava fazendo e apesar de nao gostar de mexer em computadores com esse tipo de problema foi tentar dar uma olhada na crianca ne.&lt;br /&gt;O piro e que eu nem desconfiei. Cheiro de vela no corredor, quarto com a luz apagada. Quando acendi a luz: PARABENS PRA VC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/170523/ViviBirth%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/386324/ViviBirth%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao e bonitinho???&lt;br /&gt;Ah...mas foi de coracao eu sei.&lt;br /&gt;Se tava gostoso??&lt;br /&gt;Bem....Essa e outra historia. A massa era boa mas essa coisa ai que fazia o chocolate boiar era de matar. Mas nao e que conseguimos comer tudinho!&lt;br /&gt;Dois pedacos grandes e generosos pra cada um deles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/498276/ViviBirth%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/915306/ViviBirth%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ah essa era a cara dele no horiginal.&lt;br /&gt;Cobertura e recheio da hershey's...tadinha da Flavia, tudo virou sopa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse processo eu nao vi, mas deve ter sido divertido ver a Flavia montar isso....^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/846386/ViviBirth%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/187659/ViviBirth%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois do prarabens...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/152166/ViviBirth%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/857180/ViviBirth%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Viu, todos sobreviveram ao bolo!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/450528/ViviBirth%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/191764/ViviBirth%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E o caldo...quer dizer cobertura ficou....bem...&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;&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/690676/ViviBirth%20035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/644924/ViviBirth%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois a Flavia resolveu fazer experiencias com ele...Misturando cobertura de chocolate com biscoito salgado...Ela disse que parecia pipoca doce...eu nao quis conferir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foi isso...foi bem divertido!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-117111346621143337?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/117111346621143337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=117111346621143337' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/117111346621143337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/117111346621143337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/02/dia-8-e-dia-de-vivi.html' title='Dia 8 e dia de Vivi'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116999940439862122</id><published>2007-01-29T00:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:50:04.416+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperador do Japao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/335108/DSC03637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/882099/DSC03637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No outro post eu disse que por causa do Imperador os Sumo san fizeram la uma apresentacao especial, mas nao falei nada do Imperador ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po nao e que e ele resolveu assistir no mesmo dia que a gente! Por isso casa lotada e segurancas pra todos os lados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/619395/DSC03638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/710170/DSC03638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O engracado e que tem gente que passa muitas horas em pe no dia do aniversario do imperador na frente do palacio imperial esperando ve-lo por 2 minutos de muito longe.&lt;br /&gt;E la estavamos nos  pertinho pertinho.&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/730522/DSC03718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/710330/DSC03718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra mostrar que a vida de Sumo san nao e toda de gloria...esse ai caiu feio...tadinho, mas alguns levam uns tombos piores que esse ai. Como o pessoal diz aqui o negocio fica tenso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116999940439862122?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116999940439862122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116999940439862122' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116999940439862122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116999940439862122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/01/imperador-do-japao.html' title='Imperador do Japao'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116956538358520927</id><published>2007-01-23T23:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:16:23.616+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/675750/sumo%20pipas%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/303782/sumo%20pipas%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Na ultima sexta feira a gente foi ver Sumo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu via pela tv e achava muito chato. Mas nao e que estando la foi ate divertido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela foto da pra ver o lugar que a gente ficou ne.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ate que dava pra ver direitinho e ate ouvir os tios batendo na barriga.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/212319/Sumo%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/631605/Sumo%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As primeiras lutas eram das categorias mais baixas. Nossa, ver o tios caindo era muito triste. treinar tanto pra escorregar e triste. Mas algumas eram...'emocionantes'&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/420386/Sumo%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/365051/Sumo%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois vieram os mais fortes. Como o imperador estava presente fizeram apresentacao especial. E esses eram so a metade deles.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/551297/Sumo%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/355472/Sumo%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse ai no meio e o campeao dos ultimos 20 campeonatos. Tipo tem 6 por ano entao ele ja ta ganhando a algum tempo ne. E pra variar ganhou esse tambem que abriu a temporada. Outro so daqui a alguns meses. E provavelmente ele vai ganhar novamente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116956538358520927?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116956538358520927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116956538358520927' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116956538358520927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116956538358520927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/01/na-ultima-sexta-feira-gente-foi-ver.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116903776808189557</id><published>2007-01-17T21:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:47:06.576+09:00</updated><title type='text'>terceiro dia - ultima atracao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/822785/Nagoya%20086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/760431/Nagoya%20086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Passeio ao castelo de Nagoya.&lt;br /&gt;Poxa, nao e que eu esqueci das fotos do ano novo...mas foi TAO divertido..cof, cof... que depois eu mostro pra vcs...&lt;br /&gt;No dia primeiro fomos ao parque que cerca o castelo de Nagoya porque o castelo mesmo so de longe...feriado e ruim nessas horas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa era a saida da estacao. Muito fofinha ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/122126/Nagoya%20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/223738/Nagoya%20101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sim essa era uma das maneiras de se ver o castelo...&lt;br /&gt;bonitinho o chaozinho ne?&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/320057/Nagoya%20150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/491169/Nagoya%20150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sim o castelo, mas to invertendo a ordem dos fatores, mas como o produto vai continuar o mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um frio... o sorriso foi so pra foto mesmo...Muito frio, muito frio!!!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/765198/Nagoya%20111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/575686/Nagoya%20111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essa foi em frente ao teatro de no(um estilo do teatro japones) Na verdade esse predio era o que mesmo? Nao sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ficou uma foto legal ne?&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/948219/Nagoya%20134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/583838/Nagoya%20134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pique-esconde ^ ^&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;&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/20747/nagoya%20143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/603922/nagoya%20143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse cisne foi muito engracado...E so chegar perto da grade e ele vem pra bem pertinho de vc. Acho que estava esperando comida..uma pena que nao ganhou. ^ ^&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/137960/nagoya%20172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/430970/nagoya%20172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakura de inverno. O Alisson disse que tinha ouvido na tv que elas tinham florescido, e nao e que era verdade. Quase nao deu pra ver. Esse por do sol as 4 e meia e dose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois e isso, nao tem MUITO do castelo em si, mas foi um passei interessante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116903776808189557?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116903776808189557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116903776808189557' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116903776808189557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116903776808189557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/01/terceiro-dia-ultima-atracao.html' title='terceiro dia - ultima atracao'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116852718778424810</id><published>2007-01-11T23:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:29:36.236+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nagoya - segundo dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/634571/Nagoya%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/232700/Nagoya%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No segundo dia fomos passear pela cidade.&lt;br /&gt;Bem, nao tem muita coisa pra ver por la ne...e isso segundo as pessoas que moram la. Pra ver mesmo so o castelo e Oosukanon que e o lugar pra onde a gente foi primeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entradinha do lugar que e na verdade uma grande feira, mas com lojas no lugar das barracas. Tudo baratinho, muito usadinho e muito MUITO brasileiro! Parece que nesse lugar tem mais brasileiro e outros estrangeiros do que japones mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/461916/nagoya%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/497374/nagoya%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lugarzinho bonitinho e como era fechado diminuia o frio que tava fazendo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem tavam dizendo que tava vazio e normalmente tem muito mais gente, mas desde que chegamos la em Nagoya eu e a Flavia chegamos a conclusao de que e uma cidade fantasma. Muito espaco, muitos predios, muitos depatos e ninguem na rua, ninguem no metro. Em Oosukanon foi o lugar onde a gente mais achou gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/498266/nagoya%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/53778/nagoya%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E claro Brasileiros como eu tinha dito, mas nesse lugar da pra matar a saudade de um bom frango assado! E de guarana antartica.&lt;br /&gt;Bem que de frango assado eu to bem, essa ja foi a terceira vez que eu comi desde que cheguei entao to satisfeita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sim ,lingua oficial do lugar e claro que portugues ne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fora esse "restaurante" tinham outras lojas cheia de produtos brasileiros como roupas, CDs de banda de forro, DVDs, revistas, produtos de belesa da boticario, natura e tambem tinta de cabelo. Tudo pra ninguem ficar com saudade de algo que so tem no Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/687489/Nagoya%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/893366/Nagoya%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta ai o franguinho e o guarana antarutica! E eu com uma cara de quem queria muito dormir....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116852718778424810?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116852718778424810/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116852718778424810' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116852718778424810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116852718778424810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/01/nagoya-segundo-dia.html' title='Nagoya - segundo dia'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116801108166499067</id><published>2007-01-06T00:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:31:21.716+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ano novo em Nagoya - 1o dia</title><content type='html'>Ferias...foram tao boas e por isso acabaram tao rapido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/589513/bounenkai_nagoya%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/523736/bounenkai_nagoya%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pra aproveitar nossas longas ferias de inverno e a oportunidade se mudar de ares decidimos ir pra Nagoya.&lt;br /&gt;Pena que do jeito mais longo e sofrido. 18 kippu e um tipo de bilhete especial que te da 5 dias pra andar a distancia que for por quase todas as linhas da JR(uma das linhas ferreas do japao). E bem mais barato caso vc va dividir com alguem como foi o meu caso, mas nao uma das maneiras mais rapidas de se viajar...&lt;br /&gt;Levamos 7 horas trocando de trem quase a cada hora. E carrega mala dali e daqui...&lt;br /&gt;Mas teve suas compensacoes como passar quase meia hora observando o monte Fuji. Isso porque a gente ia viajar antes so pra fazer isso. Pronto, ja ficou resolvido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/219984/bounenkai_nagoya%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/392434/bounenkai_nagoya%20061.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi tb um monte de novas leituras de kanji so lendo e ouvindo o nome dos lugares por onde a gente passava. E nao foram poucos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vimos o mar, alias tava de um azul lindo. Quem ve esse mar e esse dia claro nao imagina o frio que tava fazendo...&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/661325/bounenkai_nagoya%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/394073/bounenkai_nagoya%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almoco? Dentro do trem.&lt;br /&gt;E uma malinha basica dessa pra passar 3 dias....ha coisas que sao essenciais numa viagem. ^ ^&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/576478/bounenkai_nagoya%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/12974/bounenkai_nagoya%20066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flavia tb saboreando seu farto almoco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/177624/bounenkai_nagoya%20071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/214123/bounenkai_nagoya%20071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tanto tempo viajando chegamos em Nagoya. Tava uns 2 graus e nem a minha luva tava conseguindo evitar que meus dedos ficassem congelados.&lt;br /&gt;La encontramos o Alisson que tinha ido esquiar em Nagano e depois foi pra la e a Vanessa que estudou com ele em Brasilia e fez o curso da Fundacao em Sampa comigo e com a Flavia...mundo pequeno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo cansadas da viagem ainda fomos pra um lugar chamado ID. So tinha brasileiro, sem comentarios... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/741592/bounenkai_nagoya%20114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/99466/bounenkai_nagoya%20114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/795452/bounenkai_nagoya%20115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/655462/bounenkai_nagoya%20115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decoracao legal, mas sente o &lt;strong&gt;crimax &lt;/strong&gt;da parada...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116801108166499067?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116801108166499067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116801108166499067' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116801108166499067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116801108166499067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2007/01/ano-novo-em-nagoya-1o-dia.html' title='Ano novo em Nagoya - 1o dia'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116731455064841247</id><published>2006-12-28T22:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:02:30.666+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise You In This Storm</title><content type='html'>Hoje eu rebi uma noticia muito triste e me essa musica me veio logo a mente. ouca &lt;a href="http://www.baixatudo.br22.com/lifesong/02.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise You In This Storm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Letra: Mark Hall / Música: Mark Hall e Bernie Herms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure by now&lt;br /&gt;That You would have reached down&lt;br /&gt;And wiped our tears away&lt;br /&gt;Stepped in and saved the day&lt;br /&gt;But once again, I say “Amen”, and it’s still raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear Your whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;“I’m with you”&lt;br /&gt;And as You mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;And I will lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;For You are who You are&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;Every tear I’ve cried&lt;br /&gt;You hold in Your hand&lt;br /&gt;You never left my side&lt;br /&gt;And though my heart is torn&lt;br /&gt;I will praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled in the wind&lt;br /&gt;You heard my cry&lt;br /&gt;You raised me up again&lt;br /&gt;My strength is almost gone&lt;br /&gt;How can I carry on&lt;br /&gt;If I can’t find You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;“I’m with you”&lt;br /&gt;And as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift my eyes unto the hills&lt;br /&gt;Where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the Lord&lt;br /&gt;The Maker of Heaven and Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te louvar nesta tempestade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Te louvar nesta tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Estava seguro até agora&lt;br /&gt;Que poderias ter descido&lt;br /&gt;E limpado nossas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Entrado e salvado o dia&lt;br /&gt;Mas outra vez, eu digo "Amém", e ainda está chovendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o trovão ocorre&lt;br /&gt;Eu simplesmente ouço&lt;br /&gt;Teu sussurro através da chuva&lt;br /&gt;"Estou contigo"&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto Tua misericórdia cai&lt;br /&gt;Eu ergo minhas mãos e louvo o Deus que dá&lt;br /&gt;E retira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te louvarei nesta tempestade&lt;br /&gt;E levantarei minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Pois Tu és quem Tu és&lt;br /&gt;Não importa onde estou&lt;br /&gt;Toda lágrima que chorei&lt;br /&gt;Tu envolves em Tua mão&lt;br /&gt;Tu nunca deixas meu lado&lt;br /&gt;E ainda que meu coração esteja chorando&lt;br /&gt;Te louvarei nesta tempestade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me lembro quando&lt;br /&gt;Balancei no vento&lt;br /&gt;Tu ouviste meu choro&lt;br /&gt;Me levantaste de novo&lt;br /&gt;Minha força já quase foi embora&lt;br /&gt;Como posso continuar&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não posso te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o trovão ocorre&lt;br /&gt;Eu simplesmente ouço Teu sussurro através da chuva&lt;br /&gt;"Estou contigo"&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto Tua misericórdia cai&lt;br /&gt;Eu ergo minhas mãos e louvo o Deus que dá&lt;br /&gt;E retira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levanto meus olhos para os montes&lt;br /&gt;De onde meu socorro virá?&lt;br /&gt;Meu socorro vem do Senhor&lt;br /&gt;O Criador do Céu e da Terra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116731455064841247?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116731455064841247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116731455064841247' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116731455064841247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116731455064841247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/praise-you-in-this-storm.html' title='Praise You In This Storm'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116710239014239323</id><published>2006-12-26T11:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T12:06:30.160+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Festinha de Natal e A Ceia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/409807/natal%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/804253/natal%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Na ultima sexta feira dia 22 o pessoal resolveu fazer outra festa. Com direito a brincadeiras de bolinhas, quadrilha e todas as coisinhas que ja tivemos nas outras festa. A diferenca foi a presenca dos professores e funcionarios da fundacao nessa bagunca toda!&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito engracado ver os professores correndo pra la e pra com bolonas nas maos. Fora umas brincadeiras sem nocao que so os russos poderiam criar...&lt;br /&gt;tivemos uma troca de presentes muito estranha e muito injusta. teve gente que escolheu presentes bonitinhos enquanto teve gente que deu batata frita que nao custa nem 100 yen(2 reais) que aqui e o mais barato do barato. O Teo e a Fabiana ganharam essas batatas, eles nao ficaram nada contentes. Eu ganhei chaveiros de elefante que pelos desenhos parecem da india. Mas como eles colocaram numero nos presentes e sortearam os numeros eu nao sei que foi que deu o que.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/815535/natal%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/746035/natal%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os comes e bebes. Isso porque era antes do jantar. Sabe aquele saquinho meio laranja ali no lado esquerdo? Foi ele que a Fabi ganhou de presente...&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/511662/natal%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/875811/natal%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tivemos ate papai noel. Sem barba nem nada mas destribuiu balas pro povao que ta ai embaixo.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/556981/natal%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/234459/natal%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo querendo presentes do papai noel.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/65618/natal%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/193102/natal%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos que participaram da bagunca.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/108137/natal%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/650986/natal%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 24 eu fui a igreja de manha, mas a noite teve um culto de natal. Foi... diferente, mas foi bonitinho. A noite eu fui com a Fabiana(que nao e a mesma da la de cima.)&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/22209/natal%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/798978/natal%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Depois do culto&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;&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/693383/natal%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/876671/natal%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uma pena porque ela mora longe e teve que ir embora antes da ceia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse foi o arroz ao vinho que eu fiz com a ajuda dela. O arroz fica rosinha e tem recheio de queijo, presunto e outras coisinhas. Acho que fiz direitinho! ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/844032/natal%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/66747/natal%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/86615/natal%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os outros pratos da ceia.&lt;br /&gt;Rabanadas que nao poderiam faltar, panetone que a Fabi trouxe e o prato principal que foi todo preparado pela Flavia. Eu nunca conseguiria fazer isso...ainda mais com todas as limitacoes da cozinha daqui.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ainda tinha o salpicao.&lt;br /&gt;Tava tudo tao gostoso!!!! Nada perto da comida da mamae, mas deu pra lembrar!&lt;br /&gt;Ainda ganhamos um melao que tava muito gostoso!&lt;br /&gt;Os cogumelos ali em cima foi uma vontade que a Flavia teve! Ela gostou muito!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116710239014239323?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116710239014239323/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116710239014239323' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116710239014239323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116710239014239323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/festinha-de-natal-e-ceia.html' title='Festinha de Natal e A Ceia'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116684217313688127</id><published>2006-12-23T11:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T11:49:33.156+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Bounenkai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/707955/IMG_2679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/427646/IMG_2679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Encontro pra esquecer o ano"&lt;br /&gt;traducao tosca, mas tudo isso so pra dizer uma festinha de final de ano.&lt;br /&gt;Os professores da turma 3 que chamaram. E la fomos nos pra um restaurante comemorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O menu foi melhor do que os que eu mostrei antes aqui. Um prato chamado nabe, que na verdade pode ser feito de vairas maneiras diferentes. Lado esquerdo era o com pimenta.Muito gostoso!&lt;br /&gt;Engracado que vc mesmo  vai colocando as fatias de carne espera cozinhar um pouco e sai comendo. Quando acabaram os legumes e colocaram macarrao pre pegar o gosto do molho e da carne. Depois colocaram arroz com ovo. uma mistureba so. Mas tava bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/494783/IMG_2683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/954956/IMG_2683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eu nunca coloquei fotinho do pessoal entao ai esta.Da esquerda: Pavel(russia),Tao(vietnan), Chami(Sirilanca), Cyntia(Mexico) e o Kitamura sensei.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/272960/IMG_2685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/753885/IMG_2685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La no fundo temos a Kobayashi sensei e a Furabinha&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/662995/bounenkai%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/887670/bounenkai%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sakai san(nao e professor , ele cuida de toda outra parte do treinamento que nao tem a ver com aulas) e ao fundo a Sucu( na verdade o nome dela e Oyuna, Mongolia)&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/112340/bounenkai%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/754551/bounenkai%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O restaurante fica em Urawa, o bairro ao lado daqui que e Kita Urawa. Como o time de futebol de Urawa( Urawa reds, eu acho que e isso) ganho eu acho, o campeonato a praca em frente a estacao estava toda decorada em homenagem. Mistura de natal com futebol.&lt;br /&gt;Alias esse e o time do ex-brasileiro Alex Santos e de uns outros estrangeiros tb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/679990/bounenkai%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/952645/bounenkai%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois da festa, bagunca no meio da rua. Qause nao passa carro ai, mas nessa hora a gente ate conseguiu atrapalhar o transito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116684217313688127?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116684217313688127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116684217313688127' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116684217313688127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116684217313688127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/bounenkai.html' title='Bounenkai'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116636196696966148</id><published>2006-12-17T22:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T22:29:49.053+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kabuki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/497321/Ginza%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/388155/Ginza%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexta feira fomos Ginza, um bairro em Tokyo pra assistir a uma peca tradicional japonesa. Kabuki! Nesse teatrinho basico onde so sao apresentado apresentado as pecas do desse estilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 horas de apresentacao!!!! 3 pecas! 3 intervalos(muito necessarios)&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/230128/Ginza%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/546963/Ginza%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mas antes, como estava muito cedo fomos dar uma voltinha nesse que e um bairrozinho pobre, pobre que da ate peninha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, tanta gente. E tao diferente de Saitama onde todo mundo faz questao de nao incomodar ninguem, mas la todo mundo empurra, te leva junto se puder ou entao quase te joga no chao. Sei la eu sei que ta todo mundo com pressa e tal... ah...e diferente!&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/555750/Ginza%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/966905/Ginza%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aproveitando que tava por la fui fazer umas comprinhas!&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/215852/Ginza%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/157662/Ginza%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltando ao teatro uma pena, mas nao podiamos tirar fotos durante as apresentacoes. Uma pena mesmo porque tinha cenas tao bonitas...&lt;br /&gt;Alguns atores vinham por esse caminho ai na esquerda que e chamado hana michi, como eu so ouvi nao sei ao certo se e o caminho das flores...bem que o caminho do nariz ia ser muito estranho... ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/52135/Ginza%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/265583/Ginza%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lugar escuro, mesmo com as luzes acesas e a maquina com flash. Pelo menos a parte mais importante saiu muito bem!! ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;eu realmente gostei dessa foto ^ ^&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/348203/Ginza%20054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/680928/Ginza%20054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Depois estavamos liberados pra voltar pra casa ou andar por qualquer lugar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa foto foi um parto...tanta gente passando que conseguir um pouquinho de espaco pra tirar foto foi sofrido.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/46458/Ginza%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/504550/Ginza%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadinha, a flavia nao tava muito afim de tirar foto com o papai noel...&lt;br /&gt;engracado e que mesmo com toda essa decoracao de natal nao da pra sentir que o natal ta chegando. Principalmente quando a gente continua a ter aulas, apresentacoes e testes...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/220032/Ginza%20063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/359084/Ginza%20063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitando o resto da noite fomos passear em shinjuku..eu acho. Eu nao sei porque eu sempre confundo o nome dos lugares. Shinjuku ou shibuya...eu acho que e shinjuku porque eu ainda nao fui a shibuya...eu acho..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116636196696966148?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116636196696966148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116636196696966148' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116636196696966148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116636196696966148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/kabuki.html' title='Kabuki'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116567562055401054</id><published>2006-12-09T23:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:51:10.666+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikko - parte final -overdose de mim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/39435/nikko_furabi%20203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/17326/nikko_furabi%20203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reta final das fotos de Nikko.&lt;br /&gt;Esse era o lago perto do hotel em que ficamos.&lt;br /&gt;A vista era linda e tinha patinhos nadando naquela agua que tava congelando literalmente. Tinham partes que ja estavam congeladas.&lt;br /&gt;E o ventinho gelado...&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/55758/nikko_furabi%20191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/617239/nikko_furabi%20191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra visao do lago. Na verdade essa foi antes da outra ne. Quando estavamos a caminho do lago.&lt;br /&gt;Da pra ver o rio congelado abaixo.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/873602/nikko_furabi%20207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/586615/nikko_furabi%20207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa, foram varias poses pra pegar as mesmas montanhas. A gente ficou de olho nelas desde o dia anterior, mas como ja tava escuro nenhuma maquina conseguia pegar direito.&lt;br /&gt;O dia tava uma maravilha! Um frio de congelar (3oC), um sol fazendo o gelo e a neve brilharem a paisagem. tudo lindo pra chuchu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro dia tava falando pra Flavia como tudo vira chuchu.&lt;br /&gt;Caro pra chuchu, frio pra chuchu, chato pra chuchu...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/569859/nikko_furabi%20244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/675586/nikko_furabi%20244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois fomos ver as cachoeiras. E eu gostaria de saber o nome do lugar, mas enquanto a guia falava eu tava me preocupando em colocar o casaco, o mafura e as luvas de novo e nao ouvi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tb queria escrever o nome do povo todo, mas eu ainda nao sei o nome de todos os 63 professores. Vai so os que eu sei mesmo(depois de mim da esquerda pra direita):Pui, Usagi(ela pediu pra ser chamada assim, vai entender), Chotto e Carmem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/949111/nikko%20232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/938977/nikko%20232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais eu!!!&lt;br /&gt;Poxa, a foto ia ficar tao mais bonita se eu tivesse fechado o casaco direito...mas eu so vi isso depois...bem depois pra falar a verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as vezes eu tenho que dar um credito pra minha mae. na verdade ela ta quase sempre certa. ^ ^&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/459619/nikko%20227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/660913/nikko%20227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Onde esta Wally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo o povo? Nao, essa era so uma parte, a parte da bagunca! ^ ^&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/497147/nikko_furabi%20295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/165663/nikko_furabi%20295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse foi o PIOR almoco que eu tive na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Inventaram um almoco vegetariano. E nao por isso se tivesse so legumes e verduras ia ser legal apesar de eu nao comer certas coisas. Mas nao. Nao podia ser so isso, tinham que acabar de vez com a minha hora do almoco.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso que esta ai e feito de Tofu. Tudo. Absolutamente tudo e tudo muito, MUITO ruim!! pessimo.&lt;br /&gt;Ai vc diz, ah, mas vc e uma fresca vivi. Mas ate mesmo a Flavia que tem desbravado novos pratos nao conseguiu terminar o dela. O bicho era ruim!!!! Ah eu minto, nem tudo era de tofu, tinha o arroz, a sopa e o melao, e eu nem gosto de melao, mas foi a salvacao do meu paladar naquela tarde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116567562055401054?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116567562055401054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116567562055401054' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116567562055401054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116567562055401054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/nikko-parte-final-overdose-de-mim.html' title='Nikko - parte final -overdose de mim!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116567345063101473</id><published>2006-12-09T23:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:10:50.653+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma musiquinha pra vcs</title><content type='html'>A mesma banda, uma outra cancao. Clique &lt;a href="http://www.baixatudo.br22.com/castingcrowns/03.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aqui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pra ouvir a musica (peca para abrir em outra janela)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canção: Voice of Truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of faith it takes&lt;br /&gt;To climb out of this boat I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Onto the crashing waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To step out of my comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is&lt;br /&gt;And He's holding out His hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the waves are calling out my name&lt;br /&gt;And they laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of all the times&lt;br /&gt;I've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The waves they keep on telling me&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again. "Boy, you'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!"&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant&lt;br /&gt;With just a sling and a stone&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors&lt;br /&gt;Shaking in their armor&lt;br /&gt;Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the giant's calling out my name&lt;br /&gt;And he laughs at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of all the times&lt;br /&gt;I've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The giant keeps on telling me&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again. "Boy, you'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the stone was just the right size&lt;br /&gt;To put the giant on the ground&lt;br /&gt;And the waves they don't seem so high&lt;br /&gt;From on top of them lookin' down&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with the wings of eagles&lt;br /&gt;When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Singing over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voz da verdade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh o que eu poderia fazer para ter&lt;br /&gt;O tipo de fé necessário&lt;br /&gt;Para sair do barco em que estou&lt;br /&gt;Para cima das ondas agitadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisar fora da minha zona de conforto&lt;br /&gt;Para dentro do reino do desconhecido onde Jesus está&lt;br /&gt;E Ele está estendendo Sua mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas as ondas estão chamando meu nome&lt;br /&gt;E elas riem de mim&lt;br /&gt;Me fazendo lembrar de todas as vezes&lt;br /&gt;Que eu tentei anteriormente e falhei&lt;br /&gt;As ondas insistem em me dizer&lt;br /&gt;Vez após vez: "Garoto, você nunca irá vencer!"&lt;br /&gt;"Você nunca irá vencer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro:Mas a voz da verdade me conta uma história diferente&lt;br /&gt;A voz da verdade diz, "Não se preocupe!"&lt;br /&gt;A voz da verdade diz, "Isto é para Minha glória"&lt;br /&gt;De todas as vozes me chamando&lt;br /&gt;Eu escolherei ouvir e acreditar na voz da verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh o que eu poderia fazer para ter&lt;br /&gt;O tipo de fé necessário para permanecer diante de um gigante&lt;br /&gt;Com apenas um estilingue e uma pedra&lt;br /&gt;Cercado pelo som de mil guerreiros&lt;br /&gt;Sacudindo sua armadura&lt;br /&gt;Desejando que eles houvessem tido a força para permanecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o gigante está chamando meu nome&lt;br /&gt;E ele ri de mim&lt;br /&gt;Me fazendo lembrar de todas as vezes&lt;br /&gt;Que eu tentei anteriormente e falhei&lt;br /&gt;O gigante insiste em me dizer&lt;br /&gt;Vez após vez: "Garoto, você nunca irá vencer!"&lt;br /&gt;"Você nunca irá vencer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a pedra era ezatamente do tamanho certo&lt;br /&gt;Para por o gigante no chão&lt;br /&gt;E as ondas não parecem tão altas&lt;br /&gt;De cima delas olhando para baixo&lt;br /&gt;Eu voarei com as ondas da águia&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu parar e ouvir o som de Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Cantando sobre mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu escolherei ouvir e acreditar na voz da verdade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116567345063101473?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116567345063101473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116567345063101473' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116567345063101473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116567345063101473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/mais-uma-musiquinha-pra-vcs.html' title='Mais uma musiquinha pra vcs'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116555249915769608</id><published>2006-12-08T13:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:34:59.183+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikko - ainda o primeiro dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/450027/nikko%20127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/130864/nikko%20127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Esse dia realmente foi bem longo.&lt;br /&gt;Depois que saimos da Edo Wonderland fomos pro hotel. Uma pena que estamos indo la pelas 4 e meia ai ja foi escurecendo e nao pudemos ver bem a vista, por que ele fica bem no alto das montanhas. Muito legal. No caminho vimos ate um dos famosos macacos de nikko, mas foi tao rapido que nao deu pra tirar foto.&lt;br /&gt;Mas chegamos no hotel e tava nevando...muito legal! Primeira vez que vivi ve a neve!&lt;br /&gt;Mas estavam nos apressando tanto que nao deu nem pra brincar um pouquinho.&lt;br /&gt;Mas era por um bom motivo. Nosso jantar estava nos esperando...um jantar bem japones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/451185/Nikko%20127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/202551/Nikko%20127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Deem so uma olhada nisso. Foi tao mais farto que o almoco. mesmo considerando o fato de eu nao comer algumas coisas que serviram.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/672980/Nikko%20111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/250800/Nikko%20111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E ja devidamente vestidas pro jantar. Com uma vista pro jardim ficando branquinho, branquinho.&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;&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/582632/Nikko%20126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/181240/Nikko%20126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; prontinhos pra tirar a barriga da miseria.&lt;br /&gt;essa foto ficou lega ne...mas engracado porque ficou parecendo que eu sou muito, mas muito maior que os outros ne.&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/976871/Nikko%20175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/840799/Nikko%20175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Depois do jantar fomos aproveitar as fontes termais, mas essas fotos nao vao ficar aqui dando mole pra todo mundo ver ne ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;Mas aproveitando que o corpo tava quentinho fomos la pra fora so de yukata aproveitar a neve ne.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/583024/Nikko%20188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/580143/Nikko%20188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mas como o frio era muito fomos nos vestir adequadamente pra sair novamente.&lt;br /&gt;O Alisson ficou dizendo tanto que eu prarecia um trombadinha....&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/689717/Nikko%20197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/665817/Nikko%20197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai casaco do japao e outra coisa...esquenta de verdade.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/213355/Nikko%20200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/811238/Nikko%20200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plaquinha do hotel que ficamos&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/416436/Nikko%20202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/452958/Nikko%20202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois da brincadeira na neve, fomos nos aquecer na lareira.&lt;br /&gt;Esse pesinho ai na esquerda e o meu relaxando na cadeira de massagem enquanto o Alisson esquenta o seu bumbum ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa...ainda tem mais!! Mas isso fica pra depois ^ ^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116555249915769608?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116555249915769608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116555249915769608' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116555249915769608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116555249915769608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/nikko-ainda-o-primeiro-dia.html' title='Nikko - ainda o primeiro dia'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116548213297773196</id><published>2006-12-07T17:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T18:15:05.786+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Antes de mais fotos...</title><content type='html'>eu conheci essa banda a uma semana mais ou menos. E sai procurando musica deles por todo lugar e acabei achando. Todas as letras sao tao lindas, mas essa me tocou de uma maneira especial por isso eu quiz trazer pra vcs conhecerem tb ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;nao sei se vai funcionar, mas clique &lt;a href="http://www.baixatudo.br22.com/whatifthewholeworldprayed/09.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;pra ouvir a musica (peca pra abrir em outra janela)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I Go Again - Casting Crowns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, hear my prayer&lt;br /&gt;I need the perfect words&lt;br /&gt;Words that he will hear&lt;br /&gt;And know they're straight from You&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I only know it hurts&lt;br /&gt;To see my only friend slowly fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe this time&lt;br /&gt;I'll speak the words of life&lt;br /&gt;With Your fire in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But that old familiar fear is tearing at my words&lt;br /&gt;What am I so afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:'Cause here I go again&lt;br /&gt;Talkin 'bout the rain&lt;br /&gt;And mulling over things that won't live past today&lt;br /&gt;And as I dance around the truth&lt;br /&gt;Time is not his friend&lt;br /&gt;This might be my last chance to tell him&lt;br /&gt;That You love Him&lt;br /&gt;But here I go again, here I go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You love him so, You gave Your only Son&lt;br /&gt;If he will just believe; he will never die&lt;br /&gt;But how then will he know what he has never heard&lt;br /&gt;Lord he has never seen mirrored in my life&lt;br /&gt;This might be my last chance to tell him&lt;br /&gt;That You love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be my last chance to tell him&lt;br /&gt;That You love himYou love him, You love him&lt;br /&gt;What Am I so afraid&lt;br /&gt;What am I so afraid&lt;br /&gt;What am I so afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;How then will he know&lt;br /&gt;What he has never heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqui vou eu novamente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pai, ouve minha oração&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso das palavras perfeitas&lt;br /&gt;Palavras que ele vá ouvir e saber que vem direto de Ti&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei o que dizer&lt;br /&gt;Eu somente sei que machuca ver meu único amigo se esvair pouco a pouco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas talvez desta vez eu falarei as palavras da verdade&lt;br /&gt;Com teu fogo em meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Mas o velho temor familiar está rasgando minhas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Do que eu tenho tanto medo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão:Aqui vou eu novamente&lt;br /&gt;Falando sobre chuva&lt;br /&gt;E remoendo sobre coisas que não existirão além do hoje&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto eu danço ao redor da verdade&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não é amigo dele&lt;br /&gt;Esta pode ser minha última chance de dizer a ele o quando Tu o amas&lt;br /&gt;Mas aqui vou eu novamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhor, Tu o amas tanto, Tu deste teu único filho&lt;br /&gt;Se ele apenas acreditar, ele nunca morrerá!&lt;br /&gt;Mas como então ele conhecerá se ele nunca ouviu&lt;br /&gt;Senhor, ele nunca o viu espelhado em minha vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116548213297773196?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116548213297773196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116548213297773196' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116548213297773196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116548213297773196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/antes-de-mais-fotos.html' title='Antes de mais fotos...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116539748753562917</id><published>2006-12-06T17:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T18:31:28.386+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikko, segunda-feira(1o dia)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/539446/nikko%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/671195/nikko%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa segunda viajamos pra Nikko que fica ao norte de Saitama ja em outra provincia. Uma hora e meia de viagem mais ou menos. Lugarzinho frio perfeito pra ir pras onsen(fontes termais), mas antes disso...primeira parada: Almoco (inicio da tristeza)Posso dizer que os passeios da Fundacao sao otimos, mas a escolha dos restaurantes e duvidosa. Restaurante chique e um problema ne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flavia e seu instinto assassino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/246664/nikko_furabi%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/35218/nikko_furabi%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois eu coloco as fotinhos do farto almoco...Mas so pra terem uma ideia o pao foi a parte mais gostosa.Depois do almoco um pouco de delite para os olhos. O jardim do hotel era muito bonito e la fomos todos os 63 tirar fotinhos. Tinha que acontecer desastre ne. Eu nao vi, mas ouvi dizer que conseguiram quebrar uma ponte de banbu que tinha no meio do lago. E, eu vi o estrago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora que eu vi a intrusa na minha foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/303962/nikko%20111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/930509/nikko%20111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So que o nosso horario era muito apertado, saimos correndo para a primeira atracao:&lt;br /&gt;Edo Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;Um parquinho todo imitando uma vila na era Edo. Tinha apresentacoes(as quais a gente nem pode assistir direito ne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa foto foi em frente a entrada do parque. o lado ao contrario ne!&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/723245/nikko%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/617917/nikko%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse era o teatro, onde teve a primeira apresentacao. Algo muito interessante onde eles pegaram um gaijin qualquer que nao entende lhufas de japones e colocaram no meio da peca..&lt;br /&gt;E ainda serviram Sake pra ele porque fazia parte da cena beber sake e o rapaz nao bebia nada alcolico. Foi hilario!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/166929/nikko%20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/503109/nikko%20094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de cada casinha, quando nao eram teatros ou lojas eram museus de cera. Figuras muito pitorescas nao.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto vc vai passando comeca uma gravacao contando as historias de cada cena.&lt;br /&gt;Essa era sobre uma mulher que nao podia ter filhos, adotou um cachorrinho e cuidava dele como um filho. E claro que era alguem com dinheiro ne. Na foto nao da pra ver, mas tinha ate um carinha ajoelhando pro cachorro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/647282/nikko%20085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/612790/nikko%20085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa era mostrando como eram os julgamentos na epoca. Entre os modos delicados de extrair informacoes das pessoas tinham esse bem singelo. Imagina so, se sentar como japones ja doi a perna imagina com varias placas de concreto sobre elas. Era melhor ser considerado culpado logo, eu acho.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/394271/nikko_furabi%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/809196/nikko_furabi%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa e so pra vcs nao ficarem muito tempo sem me ver ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;brincadeira!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/990883/nikko%20073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/409524/nikko%20073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No portao do outro teatro. So tinha comedia nesse lugar. E essa mais engracada que a outra.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/843563/nikko_furabi%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/742924/nikko_furabi%20040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotinho com os atores. E isso foi antes da peca. A gente nem ia assistir, porque na verdade nem sabiamos que ia ter.&lt;br /&gt;Tatica legal, eles tiram a foto e nos jogam la dentro. Ai, nao tem jeito ne...&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/989994/nikko_furabi%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/571421/nikko_furabi%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dessa vez um teatro aberto. E, nao tinha muita plateia mesmo nao. Mas pedir o que ne. Era segunda feira as 3 da tarde. Alguem tem que trabalhar nesse pais ne.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/402021/nikko_furabi%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/69078/nikko_furabi%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A peca. Diferente da outra que ficou engracada por causa do gaijin doidao, essa era realmente muito engracada. MAs e uma pena, nao deu pra ficar ate o final. Era ver a peca ou terminar de ver o parque. Ai saimos no meio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vivi vai jantar. Tepois temos fotos da neve!!!&lt;br /&gt;E!! Vivi viu a neve!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116539748753562917?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116539748753562917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116539748753562917' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116539748753562917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116539748753562917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/nikko-segunda-feira1o-dia.html' title='Nikko, segunda-feira(1o dia)'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116531779381384616</id><published>2006-12-05T19:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T20:27:02.976+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yokohama 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/739020/Yokohama%20138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/696142/Yokohama%20138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Depois de Minato Mirai pegamos um barquinho como eu disse outro dia e fomos pra motomachi chuukagai. Mas antes achamos uma praca onde todas as folinhas estavam amarelinhas...muito fofas&lt;br /&gt;Ah sim sobre o frio...realmente apensar do sol que e forte o frio e ainda mais forte. Absolutamente necessario. E a noite usei ate luva porque tava cruel!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/920729/Yokohama%20141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/651086/Yokohama%20141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mas uma fotinho na praca, pra vcs nao ficarem com saudades de mim ^ ^&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;&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/290546/yokohama%20074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/824068/yokohama%20074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ainda no caminho tinha um mercado de pulgas como aquele da praca XV no final de semana.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/770919/yokohama%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/11686/yokohama%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E finalmente Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;Poxa...eu espera um bairro bem chines, mas e uma coisa ate japonesa...sei la...tipo nao sei. Na verdade tem e muitos restaurantes, mas nenhum que vendesse o escorpiao que a Flavia queria tanto comer.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/940572/yokohama%20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/896231/yokohama%20091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a gente nem imagina porque juntou gente na nossa frente enquanto tiravamos essa foto...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/482572/yokohama%20105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/203224/yokohama%20105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poxa...olha que eu nem procuro, mas ta ai...era a placa de uma cafeteria que na verdade de Brasil so o nome mesmo.&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;&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/371242/yokohama%20130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/30544/yokohama%20130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O que era isso??? Nao sei tb...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/899022/yokohama%20156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/668376/yokohama%20156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de rodar e rodar por chinatown e pelo porto que tem la na frente voltamos andando pra Minato mirai e quando chegamos ja tavamuito escuro. O que nao e muito nao, porque ta escurecendo as 4 e meia da tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Ai ja tava tudo aceso e lindinho...muito fofo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sim vivi ja embrulhada pra natal porque o frio nao da brecha. Mas eu gosto! ^ ^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116531779381384616?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116531779381384616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116531779381384616' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116531779381384616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116531779381384616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/yokohama-2.html' title='Yokohama 2'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116515040435675072</id><published>2006-12-03T21:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:53:24.390+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yokohama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/60999/yokohama%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/18260/yokohama%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A ju acertou..vivi foi passear em Yokohama&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro fomos para Minato mirai que literalmente significa porto do futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Ja na estacao que "so pra variar" e enorme. Esta cheia e lojas e restaurantes e tinha esse snoopy gigante e fofinho.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/756507/yokohama%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/376236/yokohama%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja na saida da estacao uma visao muito legal.&lt;br /&gt;Nao, nao sou eu... ^ ^ eu sei que sou legal, mas nao e pra tanto. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;Eu ate tentei convencer a Flavia a andar nos brinquedinhos, mas ela nao quiz...snif...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/62908/yokohama%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/656248/yokohama%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O porto e muito legal, muitos predio hiper modernos, varios hoteis e lojas de departamento.&lt;br /&gt;Ah sim e parques de divercao.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/371790/yokohama%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/137791/yokohama%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tinha tambem um museu nautico. Alias varias coisas no porto eram com partes de navios. Bem bonitinho.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/485449/yokohama%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/867021/yokohama%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas uma bela vista nao? ^ ^ brincadeirinha...&lt;br /&gt;De la pegamos um barquinho pra ir pra Motomachi-Chuukagai ( chinatown)&lt;br /&gt;otanoshimini shite ne!&lt;br /&gt;Essas vcs vao ter que aguardar...os acontecimentos se atropelam.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ja fomos passar em lojas de departamentos hiper caras e amanha vamos pra Nikko, viagenzinha de umas 2 horas mais ou menos...entao eu tenho varios preparativos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116515040435675072?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116515040435675072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116515040435675072' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116515040435675072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116515040435675072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/yokohama.html' title='Yokohama'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116496519210366689</id><published>2006-12-01T18:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T09:38:52.836+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/358860/senta%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/844324/senta%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente o fim das provas...resultados nem tao bons assim. Tipo nao foram ruins, mas poderiam ter sido melhores... ma ii ka&lt;br /&gt;Pra comemorar vamos passear o dia inteiro fora. Aonde? Nao conto. Surpresa! MAs sei que e um lugar que vai me lembrar muito o pessoal da igreja la do Brasil. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto so uma fotinho. Pra mostrar as bonequinhas que eu ganhei. Ai eu olho pra elas e me lembro da Ju. Por que? Porque elas sao do vietina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update(5 segundos depois): Ai...eu ja estou comecando a levar choques com a macanetas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116496519210366689?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116496519210366689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116496519210366689' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116496519210366689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116496519210366689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/12/liberdade.html' title='Liberdade!!!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116469331302088846</id><published>2006-11-28T14:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T14:55:13.040+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Monte Fuji e apaisagem do senta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/paisagem%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/paisagem%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Com essa semana de reclusao fotos so daqui de dentro do senta mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta vendo aquele pontinho no fundo que lembra uma montanha. Pois sim e o monte Fuji. Tinham me falado que dava pra ver de manha bem cedo, mas essa foto foi tirada no final da tarde. quer dizer na verdade umas tres ou quatro da tarde. Foi o melhor que eu consegui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/paisagem%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/paisagem%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Essa e a vista da minha veranda. Ta tudo tao vermelhinho. Ai deu uma vontade de tirar fotos...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/paisagem%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/paisagem%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a indiana parece que teve a mesma ideia.&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;&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/paisagem%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/paisagem%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais koyozinho pra vcs&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/paisagem%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/paisagem%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa e do hall do 2 andar, vista para o Jardim&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/paisagem%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/paisagem%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O laguinho e fofo ne...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/paisagem%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/paisagem%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E muito legal morar num lugar com jardim desses. Ainda mais quando vc nao precisa cuidar dele pra ele ficar assim ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/paisagem%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/paisagem%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho tao lindo o cair das folhas no outono.&lt;br /&gt;E lindo e frio. O pior e que a gente perde um pouco a nocao de quao frio ta fazendo porque aqui no senta e sempre a mesma temperatura. Ai quando a gente sai...frio...uns 13 graus mais ou menos. Legal ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116469331302088846?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116469331302088846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116469331302088846' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116469331302088846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116469331302088846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/monte-fuji-e-apaisagem-do-senta.html' title='Monte Fuji e apaisagem do senta'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116444575622041604</id><published>2006-11-25T17:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T18:09:16.326+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotos velhinhas, mas legais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/239802/shintoshin%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/767862/shintoshin%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E..epoca de prova nada de ficar passeando por ai por isso nada de fotos tao recetes. Bem que eu tirei umas fotos do monte Fuji, mas ainda nao coloquei no computador. N ao eu nao fui ate la so que da janela da pra ver o monte fuji quando o tempo ta bom. Foi uma cena bonita porque era um por do sol alaranjado. Mas isso e pra depois. Essas sao fotos ainda do passeio durante o homestay. Ainda tinham tantas fotos fofas que eu queria colocar. Como essa carpa dourada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/13100/shintoshin%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/974986/shintoshin%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E essas mini geta&lt;br /&gt;sapatinhos que se usam com kimono, so que pequeninos. Pena que o preco nao era equivalente ao tamanho se nao teria comprado um parzinho.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/402686/shintoshin%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/12158/shintoshin%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E essa loja de sembei. Eu sempre comi sembei no brasil e achava que todos eles era como os que sao vendidos no mundo verde. Mas que nada eu nao vi nenhum daquele tipo ainda. Mas esses ai eram preparados na hora. Gostoso...&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/1600/30816/shintoshin%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5283/436/320/391582/shintoshin%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao da pra ver direito, mas os potes la atras tb sao sembei, mas soa lugares diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui era uma replica de uma casa muito antiga japonesa. Na verdade, essa era uma loja de sembei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116444575622041604?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116444575622041604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116444575622041604' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116444575622041604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116444575622041604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/fotos-velhinhas-mas-legais.html' title='Fotos velhinhas, mas legais'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116394093259754646</id><published>2006-11-19T21:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:55:32.723+09:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta a escola das meninas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kasukabe%20koukou%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kasukabe%20koukou%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nao bastando ir uma vez voltamos a escola das meninas que fomos na semana passada. Dessa vez de trem, sem os professores e sem outros brasileiro...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/P1010477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P1010477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era um dia de integracao internacional entao alem de nos tinham muitos outros estrangeiros. E varias atividades. Como fazer mochi(um doce japones- alias isso e so de mintirinha, porque esles ja tinham terminado de fazer)&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/P1010490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P1010490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi a tocar um pouquinho de koto&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kasukabe%20koukou%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kasukabe%20koukou%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizemos outro tipo de doce. Mas que na verdade e quase a mesma coisa ja que tudo leva arroz e feijao. E doce com arroz e feijao...E lindo ne? Tenta comer.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade o meu ficou mais ou menos. Era pra ser uma folha e nao uma flor, mas o tio foi e lascoiu um miolo ai virou uma flor koyando tb.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kasukabe%20koukou%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kasukabe%20koukou%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essas de kimono sao as meninas da cerimonia do cha. E aqui e cha toda hora...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kasukabe%20koukou%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kasukabe%20koukou%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E essa e na saida. Queria que a gente ficasse ate o final, mas foi ficando chatinho chatinho...e ai quando um disse que ia todos se levantaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai na volta quando trocamos de trem tava tendo apresentacao de bunraku(teatro de bonecos)　bem no meio da estacao. Pena que chegamos no final e as fotos que eu tirei nao ficaram boas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kasukabe%20koukou%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kasukabe%20koukou%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E aproveitamos pra ir numa loja de departamento que fica dentro da estacao. E encontramos isso...Eu tinha visto uma foto dessas uma vez, mas ver pessoalmente e mais interessante. Aqui todas as lojas ja estao no clima de natal. Entao nada melhor do que uma arvore de natal feita de sushi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116394093259754646?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116394093259754646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116394093259754646' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116394093259754646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116394093259754646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/de-volta-escola-das-meninas.html' title='De volta a escola das meninas'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116385673099489868</id><published>2006-11-18T22:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T22:32:11.010+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kodominhas - Criancinhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/shougakou%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/shougakou%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pelas muchilinhas da pra ver que fui as escola primaria ne?&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/shougakou%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/shougakou%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tao fofinhas as criancas. Todas tao animadas e simpaticas. Todas com 7 anos. Mas e engracado que com 7 anos elas parecem bem mais criancas que as do brasil com a mesma idade.&lt;br /&gt;Ai foi uma festa so ne. Fizemos origami, brincamos de um monte de coisa e ainda tivemos que dancar e pular com eles. E como eles gostam de pular. MAs sao uns fofos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/shougakou%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/shougakou%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tanta agitacao fomos almocar...e ne...o almoco era peixe...entao vivi so comeu arroz.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/shougakou%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/shougakou%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu ainda ganhei presentinhos...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/shougakou%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/shougakou%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tiramos fotinhos todos juntos!!! Sao tao calminhos ne...da pra ver pela foto...mas sao tao fofos...me chamando de neechan!!! kawaiii!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116385673099489868?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116385673099489868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116385673099489868' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116385673099489868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116385673099489868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/kodominhas-criancinhas.html' title='Kodominhas - Criancinhas'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116358339570342814</id><published>2006-11-15T18:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:36:35.720+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Se ficar com saudades de coisitas brasileiras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/SaitamaShintoshin%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/SaitamaShintoshin%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Essa eu esqueci de colocar antes. Estavamos passeando num shopping e encontramos essa lojinha que dizia ter tudo sobre esses paises que aparecem por ai. mas do Brasil mesmo neca!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/SaitamaShintoshin%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/SaitamaShintoshin%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mas vendo essa plaquinha eu lembrei de um aluno meu.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que ele nao passa por aqui, mas os amigos deles se virem vao saber de quem eu to falando.&lt;br /&gt;Pra ninguem ficar com saudade ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116358339570342814?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116358339570342814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116358339570342814' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116358339570342814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116358339570342814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/se-ficar-com-saudades-de-coisitas.html' title='Se ficar com saudades de coisitas brasileiras...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116358062744453047</id><published>2006-11-15T16:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:53:33.003+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Esta koyando!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/jardim%20e%20parque%20054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/jardim%20e%20parque%20054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Koiyar e um verbo criado por nos brasileiro depois de tanta expectativa por este evento. Termo derivado do vocabulo koyou, que e quando as folhinhas das arvores vao ficando vermelhas, laranjas e amarelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois e aproveitando que por um milagre nao tivemos nada hoje a tarde e a surpresa de olhar pela janela e ver que finalmente esta comecando a koyar. Entao fomos passear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/jardim%20e%20parque%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/jardim%20e%20parque%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Primeiro fotinho dos koyou do senta.&lt;br /&gt;Muito fofinho esse jardim nao?&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/jardim%20e%20parque%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/jardim%20e%20parque%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poxa no dia em que vestimos o kimono queriamos tanto tirar fotos no jardim, mas nao conseguimos. Tinha chovido muito no dia anterior e as tias estavam com medo de sujar os kimoninhos. bua...&lt;br /&gt;mas deixa, hoje a gente foi ate la so pra tirar fotos.&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;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/jardim%20e%20parque%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/jardim%20e%20parque%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois fomos pro parque pra ver como estavam as arvores por la. Nossa...imitando a flavia eu acabei nao resistindo. Agora vcs podem ver onde ele se inspirou!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;foi tao vergonhoso fazer isso no meio do parque...mas isso porque vcs nao viram as fotos ada Flavia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/parque%20no%20outono%20049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/parque%20no%20outono%20049.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Essa foi quase no final do passeio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MAS!!! o mais estranho aconteceu na saida. Estamos indo pegar nossas bicilcetas na entrada do parque quando um homem nos para mostra o distintivo e diz que e da policia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu nunca fui parada no Brasil, imagina so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Comecou a perguntar de onde a gente era e tal com uma cara meio assim estranha. Mas foi so ouvir que eramos da Fundacao Japao que fez outra cara."Ah vcs estudam japones?" "Nossa como falam bem!" "Ah cuidado com as bicicletas porque elas sao levadas com frequencia"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Foi embroa, mas parou na entrada do parque e ficou olhando a gente ir embora.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bizarro!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116358062744453047?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116358062744453047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116358062744453047' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116358062744453047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116358062744453047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/esta-koyando.html' title='Esta koyando!!!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116340479565312659</id><published>2006-11-13T16:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:59:55.676+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Um final de semana cultural.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/Opera%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/Opera%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; um final de semana frio e chuvoso. Combina muito com passeio a lugares fechados. Como o museu de sabado. E no domingo fomos a opera. Bem, era o que tava escrito ne.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/Opera%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/Opera%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A entrada do teatro.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/Opera%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/Opera%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era proibido tirr fotos la dentro, mas a gente nunca desiste.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/Opera%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/Opera%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai nao du pra ver a tiazinha vestida de Carmem. Pois e fomos assistir Carmem. Mas ai alguem pode perguntar "cade o cenario?"&lt;br /&gt;Nao existia. Tudo se resumiu a uma mesinha, algumas cadeiras e um caxote colocado na frente da orquestra.&lt;br /&gt;Com 9 min de aprentacao o Alisson ja tava dormindo. Mas nem foi tao chato assim. A tia conta bem pra caramba. Pena que traduziram pra japs. Agora imagina o povo falando Carmencita, Micaëla e Don Jose.&lt;br /&gt;Uma pena que nao deu pra tirar fotos deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/opera%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/opera%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa foi na saida...ai ai o casaquinho que eu comprei pro frio...sozinho ele nao da mais conta nao. morri de frio, a mao congelou...foi uma maravilha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116340479565312659?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116340479565312659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116340479565312659' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116340479565312659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116340479565312659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/um-final-de-semana-cultural.html' title='Um final de semana cultural.'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116339273154403123</id><published>2006-11-13T13:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:38:51.580+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais fotinhos do museu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/ScienceMuseum%20184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/ScienceMuseum%20184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual semelhanca e por que vc ta muito cego mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a Flavia realmente e uma otima compania pra esses eventos.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/ScienceMuseum%20099.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/ScienceMuseum%20226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/ScienceMuseum%20226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E na saida do museu tem essa amiginha ai pequena. Fofa nao.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso apesar de o pe ta pedindo pra parar, por que passamos 5 horas andando de um andar pro outro, fomos passear pela parte de Ueno que nao tem parques e nem museus. E a foto saiu escura ne? Mas poxa, o dia aqui fica assim cedo cedo. Eram 4 horas da tarde e tinha um nevoero. So do caminho de um lado da estacao pro outro ja tava escuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/ScienceMuseum%20228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/ScienceMuseum%20228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai paramos num pe sujinho pra almocar. La pelas 4:30...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vimos uma parte do Japao bem diferente e que nao aparece nos guias. Apesar do pessoal falar que aquele cantinho era bem famoso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas era tudo misturado. Loja de roupas, bares e peixarias...eca.&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;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/ScienceMuseum%20232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/ScienceMuseum%20232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E gente que nao acabava mais. Um lugar interessante. Se procurar acha umas coisas baratinhas. Mas tava um frio...15 graus e isso porque e outono. To ficando com medo...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/ScienceMuseum%20235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/ScienceMuseum%20235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E tinha essa loja tb. Pro pessoal que gosta de doce e um prato cheio. Ele pegava um saco enorme e enchia de doce. Tudo que coubesse no saco. Tudo por 10 doletas. baratinho ne?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116339273154403123?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116339273154403123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116339273154403123' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116339273154403123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116339273154403123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/mais-fotinhos-do-museu.html' title='Mais fotinhos do museu'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116334773972273136</id><published>2006-11-13T00:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:08:59.766+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de chuva, dia de ir ao museu...e como cultura cansa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/sadou_museu%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/sadou_museu%20056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu sei porque ricos vivem em spa e descansando pelo mundo. Porque absorver tanta cultura e muito cansativo.&lt;br /&gt;Nossa, um museu de 6 andares. Fomos por&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;causa da exposicao sobre o antigo egito. Mas vimos tudo e mais um pouco.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Essa e a entradinha do museu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E a flavia e o Alisson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/sadou_museu%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/sadou_museu%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E fila...tudo tem fila por aqui.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AS mumias? Nada de fotos. Nao era permitido.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Na verdade era meio nojeto. Passei direto em algumas partes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Ju que ia gostar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/??????"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois das mumias vieram os bichinhos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deu uma pena porque eles poderiam estar vivos... tao triste. mas o lugar era tao lindo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/ScienceMuseum%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/ScienceMuseum%20048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pra quem tava com saudades da vivi,  mais uma fotinho. No salao do bichinhos marinhos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois coloco mais.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ja sao uma da manha...amanha tem aula o dia inteiro e ainda  teste &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116334773972273136?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116334773972273136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116334773972273136' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116334773972273136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116334773972273136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/dia-de-chuva-dia-de-ir-ao-museue-como.html' title='Dia de chuva, dia de ir ao museu...e como cultura cansa..'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116305875050270649</id><published>2006-11-09T16:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:52:30.516+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Professores visitam escola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kasugabe%20koukou%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kasugabe%20koukou%20051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma escola so para meninas. Foi uma bagunca so. Conversamos com os professores. Demos uma volta na escola e as meninas ficaram todas animadas dando tchauzinho no meio da aula. Riam pra caramba. Mas foi uma pena que conversar mesmo so uns minutinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Engracado foi quando aprenderam meu nome ai ja viu ne. Brasil, futebol...vivi ficou famosa na escola...modesta eu ne? Mas elas ficavam gritando o meu nome toda hora. Furabi e testemunha.&lt;br /&gt;Esse foi o segundo grupo com quem conversamos. Pareciam as animadinhas do colegio. Ate os outros grupos ficavam olhando pra gente nos chamando de bagunceiros. Mas foi engracado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kasugabe%20koukou%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kasugabe%20koukou%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Essa foi na hora da fotinho oficial. Mas enquanto nao rolava as meninas faziam a festa la atras. Engracado. Mudei completamente a visao que eu tinha de relacionamento professor e aluno no japao.&lt;br /&gt;E incrivel como tem meninas com cabelao tao curtos tao curtos que parecem meninos. Isso tudo por causa do esporte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas foi bem legal. Semana que vem vamos passear no primario. vamos ver o que nos aguarda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116305875050270649?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116305875050270649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116305875050270649' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116305875050270649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116305875050270649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/professores-visitam-escola.html' title='Professores visitam escola'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116288406332256905</id><published>2006-11-07T16:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:24:37.183+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Bazar da igreja</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/vivianecafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/vivianecafe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;essa foi no dia do bazer da igreja. Coisinhas baratinhas, mas vivi so comprou bolsas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nao da pra ver pela camiseta mas as meninas resolveram montar um cafe e sabe o nome que escolheram? Viviane Cafeteria&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Servimos cafe brasileiro que eu levei, cha de varios tipos esses eram japoneses mesmo e um negocio que eles chamam de Tapioca miruku. sabe se la Deus o que era isso. Tinha uns graos pretos grandes e serviam com cafe com leite gelado. Eu fiz questao de nao provar disso.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kawagoe%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kawagoe%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E alem das bebidas tinhamos doces. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brigadeiro no modo japones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parece ser igual ne, mas tenta colocar quatro colheres de chocolate. Nao e achocolatado nao. Vc vai ver como fica fraquinho fraquinho. Elas disseram que parecia nama choko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O engracado do modo de preparo e os formatos que elas colocaram. Ja imaginou fazer um brigadeiro em formato de coracao? Nem eu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mas foi um sucesso.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah sabe aquele pudim que eu ganhei da tiazinha? Nao eu nao comi, mas a Flavia sim e disse que e ruim pra chuchu! Estamos redefinindo os adjetivos da tiazinha...bem que ela pode ter achado que era gostoso ne...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116288406332256905?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116288406332256905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116288406332256905' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116288406332256905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116288406332256905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/bazar-da-igreja.html' title='Bazar da igreja'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116288253743335439</id><published>2006-11-07T15:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:55:37.446+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Homestay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/shintoshin%20053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/shintoshin%20053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passou e nao coloquei as fotos do homestay...tava com preguica. Mas como to de bobeira vou colocar algumas coisinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Essa foto foi quando fomos ver umas casas antigas japonesas. E tinha uns brinquedos antigos como essa perna de pau. E eu tentei, tenho ate foto dessa vergonha mas nao vou coloca-la aqui para o deleite de vcs nao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eles sao muito fofos.  Fomos a um monte de lugares e nos divertimos pra caramba. Compesou o medo que eu tava sentindo antes de ir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116288253743335439?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116288253743335439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116288253743335439' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116288253743335439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116288253743335439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/homestay.html' title='Homestay'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116273781418750967</id><published>2006-11-05T23:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:43:34.316+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivi vai passear sozinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/tsukuba%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/tsukuba%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois e quem diria...pra quem nao sabia pegar um trem sozinha nesse final de semana foi ate pra outro estado...edstado, provincia, tanto faz. Sei que e longe, mas e muito legal. Vivi foi pra Tsukuba encontrar com Fabi e descobriu o que e depato de verdade. Porque por aqui na minha terra a variedade e nula, mas la e tanta coisa pra ver...poderia passar um dia passeando so nesse lugar. ai ai tanto pra ver e tao pouco tempo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116273781418750967?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116273781418750967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116273781418750967' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116273781418750967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116273781418750967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/vivi-vai-passear-sozinha.html' title='Vivi vai passear sozinha'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116256720364058324</id><published>2006-11-04T00:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:20:03.643+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pudim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kawagoe%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kawagoe%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fui a um monte de lugares, tirei muitas fotos, mas ess precisava entrar...&lt;br /&gt;Sabe o que e vc andar o dia todo passeando e aproveitando o feriado e vai comprar a sua janta, paga e quando colocando tudo no saco ? Pois sim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;foi nesse momento que uma senhora vira pra mim e pra flaria estendendo a mao com isso ai que vcs estao vendo. Sim ela nunca nos viu e nos deu esse "pudim". E...eu tb nao entendi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Na verdade eu ainda nao olhei direito pra ele. Eu sei que e de manga, o que da uma pena por que eu nao gosto de manga. Mas que foi fofo foi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116256720364058324?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116256720364058324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116256720364058324' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116256720364058324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116256720364058324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/11/pudim.html' title='Pudim'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116213458334649164</id><published>2006-10-29T23:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T00:09:43.383+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafe de coco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/homestay%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/homestay%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse final de semana foi o homestay. Nossa, eu fiquei tao nervosa, ms foi muito legal. A familia e bem divertida e tal. Ai fomos passear bastante. Primeira parada...sabe que eu esqueci o nome...depois eu escrevo. Mas era uma cidadezinha bem tradicional, com uma rua cheia de casinhas antigas. O engracado foi encontrar outro estudande aqui da fundaco japao por la. E depois saber que muita gente foi pro mesmo lugar. Essa torre mais alta era o sino que funcionava como o relogio do bairro. E ainda funciona. Chegamos la bem quando ia dar 3h e o sino tocou...engracado juntar um monte de gente pra ver um sino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/homestay%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/homestay%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uma pena...nao andei nele nao, mas se der eu vou voltar la e depois digo como foi.&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;&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/homestay%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/homestay%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um onibus antigo. Dos anos 60. Mas ainda leva gente por la.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/homestay%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/homestay%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lojinha fofa cheia de coisinhas fofas!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/homestay%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/homestay%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o cafe de coco...muito estranho...&lt;br /&gt;Japones parece gostar muito de coco ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116213458334649164?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116213458334649164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116213458334649164' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116213458334649164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116213458334649164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/cafe-de-coco.html' title='Cafe de coco'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116184998019263631</id><published>2006-10-26T16:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:09:27.506+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A pedidos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kimono%20050.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kimono%20050.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nossa, quantos fans calorosos eu tenho ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;Entao a pedidos vivi apresenta: &lt;strong&gt;VIVI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tia disse que dos kimonos que estavamos vestido esse e o da furabinha mais outros 2 eram os mais caros e usados em casamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Uma pena ter chovido muito MUITO mesmo no dia anterior. Porque iamos tirar fotos no jardim perto do lago...triste triste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Foi uma tarde digamos "apertada" ^ ^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a preparacao&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kimono%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kimono%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kimono%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kimono%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kimono%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kimono%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kimono%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kimono%20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kimono%20082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vivi vestida de hime. Que fofo! So que segurando assim parece ate que tava gravida. Mas era o jeito de segurar mesmo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Atencao aos pezinhos. Dica da tia pra ficar mais bonitinho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Todos posando para a foto!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/kimono%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/kimono%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116184998019263631?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116184998019263631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116184998019263631' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116184998019263631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116184998019263631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/pedidos.html' title='A pedidos...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116161041311177100</id><published>2006-10-23T22:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:28:02.846+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Festinha da sexta e leite condensado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/sexta_festa%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/sexta_festa%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora virou modinha festa na sexta-feira...&lt;br /&gt;Eu me senti mais como no programa da Xuxa...&lt;br /&gt;Onde eu tava na brincadeira? Sentada registrando o momento onde vairos professores de japones adultos, muitos casados com filho brincavam como criancas...Festa? Eu nao chamo isso de festa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/sexta_festa%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/sexta_festa%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu comprei leite condensado no japao...fiquei assustada quando vi. Nunca pensei que ia achar. Isso foi pra fazer brigadeiro pro bazar da igreja. Nossa, ficou tao forte..botei muito chocolate. E nao foi achocolatado nao. Parecia uns chocolates que vendem por aqui que tem 99% de cacao. Me sinto mal ate de lembrar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116161041311177100?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116161041311177100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116161041311177100' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116161041311177100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116161041311177100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/festinha-da-sexta-e-leite-condensado.html' title='Festinha da sexta e leite condensado'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116132842292131576</id><published>2006-10-20T16:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:37:14.813+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu dvdzinho de narnia...tao bunitinho...</title><content type='html'>DVD duplo...ainda nao brinquei de ver o segundo dvd...o dever de casa me espera&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/??????"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116132842292131576?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116132842292131576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116132842292131576' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116132842292131576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116132842292131576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/meu-dvdzinho-de-narniatao-bunitinho.html' title='Meu dvdzinho de narnia...tao bunitinho...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116132805806218955</id><published>2006-10-20T15:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:29:08.460+09:00</updated><title type='text'>PASTA DE COCO(tem um acento na primeira vogal dessa palavra ta!)</title><content type='html'>Mas antes: Dia de treinamento contra incendio!&lt;br /&gt;O povo se reune no patio. Mas o pior e que eu e a Furabi quase nao ouvimos o sinal de incendio e demoramos pra descer.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bombeirinhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/??????"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brincar de descobrir as saidas de emergencia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de apagar o fogo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O grande fogo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/fogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah..por que o post e Pasta de Coco?&lt;br /&gt;Fui comprar uma mala nesse final de semana, porque a minha quebrou na viagem. Imagina vc andando em Akihabara e se depara com isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116132805806218955?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116132805806218955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116132805806218955' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116132805806218955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116132805806218955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/pasta-de-cocotem-um-acento-na-primeira.html' title='PASTA DE COCO(tem um acento na primeira vogal dessa palavra ta!)'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116124449892774684</id><published>2006-10-19T16:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T16:54:58.940+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimutaku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/variados%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/variados%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que faz uma pessoa com seus 30 e varios anos e &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/variados%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uma carreira bem estabelecida se vestir desse&lt;br /&gt;modo?? O pior de tudo e que foi engracado...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116124449892774684?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116124449892774684/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116124449892774684' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116124449892774684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116124449892774684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/kimutaku.html' title='Kimutaku'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116124301761559822</id><published>2006-10-19T16:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T16:30:17.630+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/variados%20008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/variados%20008.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meu Pooh vestido de leitao...por um dolar... ^ ^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kawaii desho?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116124301761559822?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116124301761559822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116124301761559822' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116124301761559822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116124301761559822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/pooh.html' title='Pooh!!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116098892650408655</id><published>2006-10-16T17:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:55:59.666+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Recycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/feriado%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pra quem vai no multiply da &lt;a href="http://haizara.multiply.com"&gt;Furabi&lt;/a&gt; e ve momentos altamente especiais onde eu nunca apareco, visto que sou eu que registro tais momentos...uma coisa e certa, vivi e a unica com a perfeita percepcao de bons momentos que devem ser eternizados. Nem que seja pra eles se arrependerem depois. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;Como este momento de assedio da Furabinha a Fabi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sim, as minhas singelas fotinhos ^ ^ &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/lojinhas%20de%20usados.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/lojinhas%20de%20usados.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta e a Recycle...uma lojinha bem legal perto da igreja onde como o proprio nome ja sugere...nao, nao faz reciclagem. Vende coisinhas usadas, mas que sem ninguem avisa parece novas. La tinha o ps2 que eu ia comprar, mas ja me disseram que foi vendido. O mal e esse nao tem estoque ne.&lt;br /&gt;Mas alem das coinhas interessantes tem as bizarrises logo e um otimo lugar pra levar os amigo e rir pra caramba. Tipo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/feriado%20063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Onde mais vc vai achar um sapatinho feito o da Dorotis???&lt;br /&gt;"Nao ha lugar como o lar"x3&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;&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/feriado%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse e o visu do segundo andar onde ficam as roupichas! Muito legal!!! Meu ursinho pooh vestido de leitao veio dai...e so custou $1,00. Original e ainda com a etiqueta de tao novinho!!depois eu mostro ^ ^&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;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Outra visao da lojinha! alias foi por ai que a primeira foto do assedio foi tirada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116098892650408655?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116098892650408655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116098892650408655' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116098892650408655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116098892650408655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/recycle.html' title='Recycle'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116090567287052871</id><published>2006-10-15T18:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:47:52.890+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sabia, sabia que tinha agora eu tenho!!!</title><content type='html'>Eu falei com a Eri e ela nao acreditou em mim, mas eu sabia que tinha uma versao especial de Narnia. Bem, no Brasil nao saiu mesmo assim como senhor dos aneis, mas...&lt;br /&gt;Pois entao, comprei e e muito fofo cheio de cartoes e um mapinha bem legal. Depois eu tiro umas fotos pra mostrar.&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto fotinhos do kengaku a saitama.&lt;br /&gt;Fomos passear de barquinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/saitama%20kengaku%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/saitama%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;O cabelo e sempre mais importate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/saitama%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a refeicao no restaurante chique...eca!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A entrada...um monte de nada com molho apimentado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/saitama%20040.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sopinha de milho...enjoativa...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/saitama%20041.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O prato principal....uma garfada e acabou o macarrao! Tudo com gosto de nada, nem pimenta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/saitama%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mas vc acha que acabou? Nao...tem a grande sobremesa. Nao se deixe enganar, um melao desses vale 2000 ienes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/saitama%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E por isso que eu gosto de restaurante comum de gente normal...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mas brincar de fazer papel foi legal. Olha o resultado:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/saitama%20kengaku%20082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os meus sao os de baixo. O que parecem bichinhos sao da flavia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116090567287052871?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116090567287052871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116090567287052871' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116090567287052871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116090567287052871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/eu-sabia-sabia-que-tinha-agora-eu.html' title='Eu sabia, sabia que tinha agora eu tenho!!!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116063887296367803</id><published>2006-10-12T16:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:41:12.976+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulikuli?</title><content type='html'>Eu nao sei como se chama essas fotinhos, mas foi muito legal tira-las...&lt;br /&gt;Poxa...Vou prestar mais atencao ao que escrevo...ate a minha mae reclamou...vou ganbattar mais...&lt;br /&gt;mas sim a foto... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/purikuri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada de mais interessante...so as descobertas a cada refeicao...sera que o almoco vai virar jantar? ou melhor...sua janta pode ser o seu cafe da manha....otanoshimini..&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116063887296367803?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116063887296367803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116063887296367803' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116063887296367803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116063887296367803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/pulikuli.html' title='Pulikuli?'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116054854570169720</id><published>2006-10-11T15:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T15:35:45.720+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Um sabado bem movimentado</title><content type='html'>Shinjuku se junta a lista....as vezes eu fico pensando se nao seria melhor ir a lugares mais distantes...mas bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/7outubro%20127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas esse e o Japao que a gente ve pela tv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/7outubro%20141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bem...mais uma coca-cola pra a colecao...isso foi o cumulo do exagero...e o detalhe da latinha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oishisa plus!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/7outubro%20125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu gostava muito de ir passear na Saraiva e olhar os livrinhos novos...mas cara...perto desse lugar tem uma livradia de 8 andares...e muito livro!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/7outubro%20146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E olha que coisinha bunitinha....pode deixar que ela nao comprou nao...foi so pra brincar mesmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/7outubro%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra fechar com algo bem nihongues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/7outubro%20081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as carpas....o peixinhos grandes esses....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/7outubro%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordem cronologica? Esquecam...o&lt;br /&gt;casaquinho ai foi pela manha, tokyo a tarde e shinjuku a noite...acho que da pra perceber ne...mas so pra dizer qie foi tudo no mesmo dia..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116054854570169720?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116054854570169720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116054854570169720' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116054854570169720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116054854570169720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/um-sabado-bem-movimentado.html' title='Um sabado bem movimentado'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-116031836322828337</id><published>2006-10-08T22:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:39:23.253+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Passeio a Tokyo</title><content type='html'>O ruim de fazer um passeio em grupo e que vc nao pode ver direito certas coisas por que o tempo ja esta determinado. Por isso voltamos a Tokyo pra ver de perto o &lt;strong&gt;Palacio Imperial&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa era so uma parte ...e nao e que a bateira comecou a morrer...mas deu pra tirar mais umas fotinhos... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uma fotizinha que tinha antes...coisinha basica ne...muito fofo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Momento modelo de Furabinha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Momento de fazer pose da vivi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20095.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mas o evento social da semana foi a festinha das russas e paises adjacentes...(tipo e muito "...ao" pra eu lembrar...) Estao vendo o menino de camisa vermelha? E o menino mais bonitinho que tem por aqu.Quem nasce no Camboja e??? Tao vendo o de camisa listrada? E o argentino...ah tipo...ele gosta muito de dancar...E quem disse que todo argentino e alto, loiro dos olhos azuis???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altas revelacooes nessa festa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A imagem ta ruim? tipo...nao tava dando muito pra parar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/feriado%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E...essa e uma nova danca que eu ainda nao conheco...mas tudo bem ne...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bem...depois coloco mais fotinhos...Ja ta muito cheio por aqui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-116031836322828337?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/116031836322828337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=116031836322828337' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116031836322828337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/116031836322828337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/passeio-tokyo.html' title='Passeio a Tokyo'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115996089144496395</id><published>2006-10-04T20:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:21:31.473+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos dancar!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/buyou%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/buyou%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje foi dia de dancar...agora eu que nao danco nem no Brasil, e claro que nao consegui fazer um passo direito, mas mesmo assim foi divertido. Gravei uns videos, mas nao sei como mostrar pra vcs por isso ai vao as fotinhos!!&lt;br /&gt;Ai em cima sao as tiazinhas que nos ensinaram...primeiro elas nos mostraram, depois foi o desastre. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Qual era o passo mesmo???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/buyou%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/buyou%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A turma toda junta..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E olha o leque que eu usei, pena que nao ganhei..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/buyou%20008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115996089144496395?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115996089144496395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115996089144496395' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115996089144496395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115996089144496395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/vamos-dancar.html' title='Vamos dancar!!!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115987361040928695</id><published>2006-10-03T19:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:06:50.423+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembra do Jardim de infancia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/nakama%20zukuri.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/nakama%20zukuri.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois e...tivemos uma tarde de jardim...vamos fazer amiguinhos.&lt;br /&gt;E ficamos cortando e colando figuras das coisas que a gente mais gostava. So tinha mulher no meu grupo. Bem...da pra perceber pelas coisinhas coladas ne. E tb pelo titulo do poster...da pra ler?&lt;br /&gt;Mas nao pense que e isso e o que eu to estudando nao. Falando nisso vou voltar pra minha lista de kanji. Pro meu professor parar de dizer que eu destruo a escrita dos kanji...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115987361040928695?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115987361040928695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115987361040928695' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115987361040928695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115987361040928695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/lembra-do-jardim-de-infancia.html' title='Lembra do Jardim de infancia?'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115970744871494800</id><published>2006-10-01T21:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:57:28.733+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos passear no bosque...e o outono chegou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/P9300227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9300227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/P9300218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9300218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bem, essa frase faz parte de uma piada muito engracada, mas que nao vai fazer nenhum sentido fora do contexto em que foi dita. Entao...vamos ao que interessa...&lt;br /&gt;Ontem comprei um casaco muito lindo pra quando o inverno chegar...tem uma musica que fala assim ne...mas sim..depois eu mostro...foi tao baratinho, mas ele e tao legal!!!&lt;br /&gt;Depois formos passear no parque...que nao era um bosque, mas e bem legal...me lembrou que estamos no outono...bem, porque o clima ainda nao mudou muito...alias nao esta nem muito definido...chove num dia, faz calor no outro, e no proximo fica nublado...&lt;br /&gt;E tinha um sax no meio do lago...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9300222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115970744871494800?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115970744871494800/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115970744871494800' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115970744871494800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115970744871494800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/10/vamos-passear-no-bosquee-o-outono.html' title='Vamos passear no bosque...e o outono chegou...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115958182927689123</id><published>2006-09-30T10:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T11:03:49.300+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida em coletivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/quinta%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/quinta%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vc sabe o que e viver no coletivo?&lt;br /&gt;E estar sempre junto a pessoas o tempo todo por todos os momentos a cada segundo...ta...nao e tanto assim, mas quase sempre...&lt;br /&gt;Essa e a fotinho de antes do kouryukai ...brasileiros? So o Alisson ali no cantinho todo de preto.&lt;br /&gt;Os outros? Somos muito anti-sociais...so existimos no coletivo brasileiro...brincadeira...estavamos atrasados mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/quinta%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/quinta%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115958182927689123?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115958182927689123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115958182927689123' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115958182927689123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115958182927689123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/vida-em-coletivo.html' title='Vida em coletivo'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115942883751154099</id><published>2006-09-28T16:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T16:40:20.263+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Isso nao e muito mais pratico?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/coka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/coka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipo...quem nao teve vontade de guardar parte da sua latinha pra depois?&lt;br /&gt;Bem...aqui da...e bobo ne? Mas nao tenho muitas novidades...so o grande numero de deveres pra fazer...e olha que legal, nao e que seja dificil, mas e muito....1 livro de kanji em um mes...vamos la...55 kanji por semana!!! legal nao? Tem choukai pra fazer sozinho, choukai pra fazer na aula....kansou ha? kansei...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115942883751154099?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115942883751154099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115942883751154099' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115942883751154099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115942883751154099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/isso-nao-e-muito-mais-pratico.html' title='Isso nao e muito mais pratico?'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115917677134877104</id><published>2006-09-25T18:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:32:51.366+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivi no web menssager...</title><content type='html'>Yatto dekita....vamos ver ate quando, mas consegui...entao...e da sorte de vcs....quando estiverem de madrugada pela net procurem por mim!!!  ^ ^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115917677134877104?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115917677134877104/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115917677134877104' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115917677134877104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115917677134877104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/vivi-no-web-menssager.html' title='Vivi no web menssager...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115917610288760036</id><published>2006-09-25T18:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:21:42.886+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kore ha sakura desu</title><content type='html'>que aula profunda...tanta coisa pra absorver que eu quase nao pude me contar...isso por que era aula de gramatica ne...uma beleza...sem comentarios...&lt;br /&gt;Eu devia ter estudado mais antes de vir...ta vendo alunos...e por isso que eu mando vcs estudares...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115917610288760036?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115917610288760036/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115917610288760036' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115917610288760036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115917610288760036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/kore-ha-sakura-desu.html' title='Kore ha sakura desu'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115909305410292264</id><published>2006-09-24T19:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:17:34.113+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Feijoada...ou quase isso</title><content type='html'>Depois de uma semana comendo comida "japonesa" como na foto anterior, chegamos ao final de semana com vontade de comer comida de verdade!&lt;br /&gt;Resultado: sabado - nhoque!!! Feito por nos mesmos!! e talvez eu tenha aprendido, vito que fui eu que misturei a massa...&lt;br /&gt;domingo e dia de??? Feijoada....ai vcs perguntam : como??&lt;br /&gt;E eu trouxe feijao, mas dai a fazer era uma historia...mas nao e que tem uma panela de pressao na cozinha....e eu que nunca cozinhei feijao...comecamos meio dia e fomos comer num horario bem de almoco de domingo junto com os amigos...as 3 da tarde.... Nao tiramos fotos, mas o pessoal disse que gostou!!! Vou largar os estudos e abrir um restaurante de comida brasileira!&lt;br /&gt;Depois de comer todo mundo capotou ...e so levantamos agora...acho que hoje nao vai ter jantar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115909305410292264?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115909305410292264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115909305410292264' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115909305410292264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115909305410292264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/feijoadaou-quase-isso.html' title='Feijoada...ou quase isso'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115906569213714180</id><published>2006-09-24T11:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T11:41:32.153+09:00</updated><title type='text'>nokotta koto</title><content type='html'>Uhm...o que temos pra hoje...&lt;br /&gt;Agora com o inicio das aulas nao estamos fazendo muitas coisas diferente...acreditem passamos a noite estudando...ou tentando ne....&lt;br /&gt;Pela falta de coisa nova resolvi colocar fotos antigas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9190057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah essa aqui e pra Estherzinha...eu nao disse que por aqui tb tem comidas normais?&lt;br /&gt;Pra falar a verdade foram raros os momentos em que eu vi um sushi...comer entao...ta longe o dia. Esse foi o almoco, mas poderia ser a janta ou te mesmo o cafe...visto que o cardapio do restaurante nao muda muito...e ai vc acaba vendo pessoas comendo almondegas no cafe da manha...com arroz e sopa pra acompanhar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115906569213714180?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115906569213714180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115906569213714180' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115906569213714180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115906569213714180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/nokotta-koto.html' title='nokotta koto'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115891566198725392</id><published>2006-09-22T17:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T18:04:43.006+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A pedidos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;motemote na yatsu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/DSC00317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/DSC00317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; como o rapaz reclamou por que eu nao coloquei nenhuma foto dele...aqui esta...Teo Borges o unico brasileiro do curso B...uma pergunta para o rapaz: o que ele nao sabe fazer? Porque ele estudo japones desde os 10 anos, estuda chines a 4, toca piano, faz faculdade de direito, tira notas que nos deixam pra tras...deixa eu ver...ah tem um monte de outras coisas que ele faz...inclusive ser o ninkimono do lugar...todas as russas e ucranianas e meninas de locais vizinhos vivem fofocando atras dele, chamando ele e sorrindo pra ele....honto no ninkimono ja nai??? Ah sim e ele que vai aparecer no programa do risaikuruman...yappari ne! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/DSC00048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115891566198725392?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115891566198725392/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115891566198725392' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115891566198725392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115891566198725392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/pedidos.html' title='A pedidos...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115891491468604497</id><published>2006-09-22T17:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T17:48:34.686+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Furabinha no multiply</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/Harajuku%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/Harajuku%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bem, agora vcs vao poder ver as fotinhos e os comentarios unicos da furabinha direto no multiply...por que eu nao faco um pra mim? Demora muito pra carregar as fotos...&lt;br /&gt;mas ja....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://haizara.multiply.com"&gt;http://haizara.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mais fotinhos diferentes tem o multiply dos meninos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://teoborger.multiply.com"&gt;http://teoborger.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt; ou do &lt;a href="http://alissontorreao.multiply.com"&gt;http://alissontorreao.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115891491468604497?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115891491468604497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115891491468604497' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115891491468604497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115891491468604497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/furabinha-no-multiply.html' title='Furabinha no multiply'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115891446795742482</id><published>2006-09-22T17:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T17:41:07.973+09:00</updated><title type='text'>E finalmente as aulas</title><content type='html'>Po...as provas....a primeira foi arrasadora...e a segunda feriu o meu orgulho...so um brasileiro ficou no curso B e tcharam.....nao fui eu.... ai eu tive que ouvir do professor: nihongo ha mada tarinai yo ne! Fora a isso eles sao muito simpaticos...mas vamos la aprender hiragana de novo....brincadeira...Hoje tecnicamente comecaram as aulas, mas foi mais explicacao do material didatico...&lt;br /&gt;Ontem tivemos mais uma orienteishon e a tarde livre....sabe pra onde fomos? Veja a foto e tente mais uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/Harajuku%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Onde esta cheio de roupas desse tipo? E claro ne Harajuku...mas fomos numa quinta a noite...nada muito diferente pra ver...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O engracado foi todo mundo correndo as 6:60 de harajuku pra chegar as 8h na shokudo pra pegar o jantar....que horas nos chegamos???? 7:55 isso correndo ne! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah sim,...vai tudo ficando numa ordem nada cronologica....Domingo passado foi dia de passear no parque enquanto seu lobo nao vem...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apresentando: Furabi no monogatari...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Era a tirinha vermelha passerando no parque posando para fotos kawaii &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/nihon%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...quando ela sente a primeira picada...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/nihon%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tadinha Furabinha foi atacada por mosquitos assasinos que gostam muito do sangue dela, por que ninguem mais foi picado ^^&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/DSC00053.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hilario....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eu falei pra vcs do risaikuruman?...esqueci...vou ver...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah sim, fomos a Ueno, akihabara e harajuku por que os meninos ja tinham vindo e sabem andar bem por aqui...mas fomos so nos os burajirujin mesmo ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115891446795742482?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115891446795742482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115891446795742482' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115891446795742482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115891446795742482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/e-finalmente-as-aulas.html' title='E finalmente as aulas'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115876100875149855</id><published>2006-09-20T22:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:03:28.770+09:00</updated><title type='text'>to cansada...</title><content type='html'>ai ai...essa vida de passear cansa pra chuchu!!!&lt;br /&gt;o pior e que mesmo num dia mais ou menos ou num dia sem nada pra fazer o pessal sempre acha algo pra fazer...nem que seja passear no parque pra ver o chafaris dancante...nossa eu nunca escrevi isso...ta certo?&lt;br /&gt;e bunitinho!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje fomos a torre de Tokyo foto basica no vidrinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9200190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de uma coisa altamente inesperada no terceiro andar...risaikuru man! Um programa pra internet...pediram ate pro Teo (que e um dos brasileiros)participar...tadinho...zoamos muito dele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="243" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9200186.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ai...eu queria virar a foto, mas nao deu...to muito cansada pra pensar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ate outra hora...amanha...que e logo logo tem orientacao das aulas que comecam na sexta. Ja viu alguma coisa igual? Inicio das aulas: sexta-feira&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well bye bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115876100875149855?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115876100875149855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115876100875149855' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115876100875149855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115876100875149855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-cansada.html' title='to cansada...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115870589958855852</id><published>2006-09-20T07:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T07:44:59.613+09:00</updated><title type='text'>so saindo, saindo....e provas arrasadoras</title><content type='html'>Ah tipo...se fui eu quem apareceu nao dava pra ter tirado desho? Entao me isento da responsabilidade da ultima foto...nem sei quem tirou...&lt;br /&gt;Alias...foi o primeiro dia em que usei a maquina...to aprendendo...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje temTokyou!!! kengaku la na torre!&lt;br /&gt;depois eu falo da prova humilhante que eu tive que fazer....&lt;br /&gt;bye! ate mais!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115870589958855852?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115870589958855852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115870589958855852' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115870589958855852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115870589958855852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-saindo-saindoe-provas-arrasadoras.html' title='so saindo, saindo....e provas arrasadoras'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115854538489085535</id><published>2006-09-18T11:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:09:44.890+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah sim eu esqueci de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/P9170041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9170041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu esqueci de colocar a foto da pessoa mais importante!!! Me!!! Quando ja estavam fechando o parque...eles guardam os bichos...muito estranho...vc passa na jaula e nao estao mais...ai vai tocando musiquinha de despedida...eu nao sei cantar, mas e uma daquelas que toca no fim do ano...&lt;br /&gt;Ah sim as pessoas da outra foto sao a Furabi, O Alisson e a Fabiana...todos brasileiros, antes da ida ao parque...e nossa como choveu na volta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115854538489085535?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115854538489085535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115854538489085535' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115854538489085535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115854538489085535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/ah-sim-eu-esqueci-de-mim.html' title='Ah sim eu esqueci de mim'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115854499433941070</id><published>2006-09-18T10:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:03:14.356+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ueno kouen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/P9170014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9170014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E minna, ontem vivi foi a ueno passear no parque enquanto a chuva nao vem...&lt;br /&gt;mas antes disso...caramba...meu port ta piorando pra caramba....me desculpem pelos erros...e que eu nem verifico depois de ter escrito...&lt;br /&gt;Bem...agora vivi esta munida de sua dejikame, depois de uma ida tb cansativa a akihabara...so nao deu pra tirar as fotos de la...bem nao com essa camera...so com a descartavel, ai...so quando eu for revelar, por que hoje e feriado...&lt;br /&gt;Nossa, a primeira impressao que eu tive e que a gente nao parava de comer...agora e a de que eu nao paro de sair....to cansada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poxa...com esse negocio de aprender a brincar com a camera eu nao consegui tirar fotos do panda...bem, so desses aqui...fofos nao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9170017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9170045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tinha tanto bicho, principalemente uns tao estranhos que eu cansei de tirar fotos deles e so tirei de mim e claro e de coisas estranhas...olhem a pose da flavia ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;os bichinhos eram fofos mas tao caros...tinha um mais caro que um dicionario eletronico dos bons...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/P9170018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115854499433941070?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115854499433941070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115854499433941070' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115854499433941070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115854499433941070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/ueno-kouen.html' title='Ueno kouen'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115833639356582572</id><published>2006-09-16T01:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T01:11:45.343+09:00</updated><title type='text'>sono...</title><content type='html'>depois de chegar durmi direitinho...mas ainda to meio estranha..ve se e normal acordar as 5 da manha sem necessidade...quando o seu primeiro compromisso e so as 9:30....&lt;br /&gt;to morrendo de sono agora, mas ja e 1 da manha...acabamos de chegar de um karaoke, caro...no qual eu acho que a gente nunca mais vai voltar...ja que tem sala de karaoke por aqui...pena que e so ate as 10h...&lt;br /&gt;Claro que nos brazucas somos os diferente ne... sempre rindo e assim chamando atencao&lt;br /&gt;amanha acho que vamos a akihabara...comprar dejikame...keitai acho que nao vai rolar...nem muita muamba nao...o din din e tao pouco....vou chorar...so Deus sabe o que eu vou fazer pra comprar uma dejikame...&lt;br /&gt;bem to indo...preciso dormir...depois escrevo mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115833639356582572?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115833639356582572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115833639356582572' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115833639356582572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115833639356582572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/sono.html' title='sono...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-115822035668571579</id><published>2006-09-14T16:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:56:49.836+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Chegeui e cheguei bem, gracas a Deus...</title><content type='html'>Gente!!! chegeui....e pra nao dizer que eu nao falei com ninguem to reativando o blog...&lt;br /&gt;A unica coisa que tenho que dizer....e muito muito muito e muito longe...sabe o que e acompanhar o trageto...por que depois de 3 horas nao tem papo que continue...assunto que dure tanto assim...e depois de 5 horas dentro de um aviao na classe econimica, vc olha para o mapa e descobre que vc ainda nem saiu do Brasil...legal tambem chegar ao oceano altantico e lembrar do aviao da TAM que caiu em sampa...pelo menos depois disso eu consegui cochilar periodicamente a cada 30 minutos...no resto do tempo eu tentava nao pensar em avioes caindo ou tentando ver um filme...ah sim...olhando as nuvens e o azul...nao tem mais nada mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;Agora sente o drama...&lt;br /&gt;rio-sampa: voo atrasado...saida 9h...&lt;br /&gt;sampa-paris: uma hora em sampa pra descancar?? sonha ne...descemos do voo do rio e recebemos um sorriso dizendo "voo imediato no portao 10"&lt;br /&gt;paris: oh paris!! recebi tantas sugestoes do que fazer nas 8 ou 5 horas que eu passaria por la...&lt;br /&gt;e...passaria, por que tomamos um cafe, conversamos por 30 minutos e oh! hora de entrar novamente! e mais aviao....mas pelo menos agora ja estamos os 5 junto e conversando...mesmo assim depois de 7 horas voando eu ja estava querendo destruir a poltrona na minha frente...como eu queria ter 1.60 nessas horas...&lt;br /&gt;japao: 4 da tarde....mala quebrada...mas pelos menos do que eu me lembre ta tudo la...o pior que a mala de um dos meninos sumiu....depois mais 30 minutos esperando o basu...e acredite...2h dentro dele foi igualmente irritante...agora vou passar um tempo andando a pe...&lt;br /&gt;ai como estou pobre...o que a vontade de atravessar o globo nao faz com a gente...&lt;br /&gt;e olha que linda recepcao: prova de kanji...daquelas que faz voce acreditar que vc sabe alguma coisa e depois arrasa com todas as suas esperancas...e um entrevista...e a vivi aqui que caiu na besteira de dizer que viu X-man 3....e claro que ela pediru pra eu esplicar o filme...e como eu falo mutantes em japa?? to ainda querendo saber...eles viraram pessoas com poderes especiais e olhe la... e isso...depois do teste eu ia dormir de novo....mas como a sala dos comp estava(reparem no tempo verbal) vazia....&lt;br /&gt;ah sim...e tinha que ter alguem metido por aqui ne....e me fez lembrar da babs...que ucraniana metida e esnobe! Acreditaque ela entrou na minha frente no restaurante sem dizer nada com se fosse a coisa mais natural do mundo roubar o lugar dos outros...parece pouco...mas vcs nao viram a figura...bleh!&lt;br /&gt;mas e isso...cansei de escrever....&lt;br /&gt;beijos a todos!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-115822035668571579?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/115822035668571579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=115822035668571579' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115822035668571579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/115822035668571579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/09/chegeui-e-cheguei-bem-gracas-deus.html' title='Chegeui e cheguei bem, gracas a Deus...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-113770976235820743</id><published>2006-01-20T07:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T07:29:22.366+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tó muito feliz!!!</title><content type='html'>Bem, a preguiça foi embora....bem mais ou menos....mas agora com tantos lugares para ir tá ficando legal, pena que as férias estão acabando quando tudo começa a ficar do jeito ....ah deixa pra lá! tá bom assim mesmo....&lt;br /&gt;e não pensem besteira do título!!! né eri chan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-113770976235820743?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/113770976235820743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=113770976235820743' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113770976235820743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113770976235820743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2006/01/t-muito-feliz.html' title='Tó muito feliz!!!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-113538689847967277</id><published>2005-12-24T10:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T10:14:58.496+09:00</updated><title type='text'>um pequeno tédio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/tedio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/tedio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=Esse desenho poderia ser uma foto minha um pouco desbotada ^^ e sem o cão é claro!!!=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem que eu estava pedindo férias e realmente precisando delas, mas....férias não é somente não ter nada para fazer e sim fazer coisas diferentes....&lt;br /&gt;Mas pelo menos logo é natal e eu gosto muito desse dia e de tudo o que ele significa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o desenho é maior que o post....mas também sem nada fazer nada a escrever.....&lt;br /&gt;e lá vou eu novamente reclamando....nunca satisfeita...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-113538689847967277?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/113538689847967277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=113538689847967277' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113538689847967277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113538689847967277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/12/um-pequeno-tdio.html' title='um pequeno tédio...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-113391185701450451</id><published>2005-12-07T08:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T09:05:04.333+09:00</updated><title type='text'>e quando parece que tudo acabou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/Ocupado.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/Ocupado.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais material para preparar, provas para fazer, testes de redações para corrigir e notas para dar....e isso é só o trabalho....ai ai minha daigaku...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-113391185701450451?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/113391185701450451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=113391185701450451' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113391185701450451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113391185701450451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/12/e-quando-parece-que-tudo-acabou.html' title='e quando parece que tudo acabou...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-113382726417884915</id><published>2005-12-06T08:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T09:01:04.190+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nouryoku shiken+ Feira da Providencia+ Show do Pearl Jam</title><content type='html'>Vamos brincar de ligar os pontihos com a tia vivi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 - Chegada na frente do aeroporto...não, não é pra viajar....Local da prova&lt;br /&gt;Já tava quase todo mundo lá, com cara de desesperados...incluindo meus alunos que descobriam que ão conheciam toda a matéria....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00 - Entrada previta, mas vc entrou? Eu tb não....Todos torrando no sol ...nínguém sentiu falta da praia no domingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00 - Fim da tortura, início do empurra para erebeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:50 - Nossa o menino que tava explicando as regrinhas da priva era engraçado....Todo mundo alí a pelo menos uns 3 anos e tendo que ouvir novamente todas as recomendações....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 - Início da prova...pelo menos era o que estava escrito no quadro...nesse momento o menino terminava de explicar as peculiaridades da prova. Contagem regressiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: 01 - Abram os cadernos. Finalemente prova...45 min de tortura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:20 - Vivi ri da prova..aí vc pensa"nossa ela deve ter achado fácil". Pelo contrário....eu tive que rir...a prova er impossível....eu não sabia quase nenhum kanji....e aí pensei..."joguei dinheiro fora"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:45 - Nunca terminei uma prova dessas tão tranquila....tinha certeza que não iria passar ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:50 - Vivi devora meia barra de chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:10 - mais 45 min de prova...choukai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:15 - O que se passava na cabeça de vivi? "Nossa que legal, os diálogos não estão tão difíceis..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:16 - "Ah tá...mas as opções estão...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:05 - fim de prova....E o rapaz dizendo vc podem sair agora, mas voltem as 11:10 para a próxima prova....como assim????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:10 - vivi ainda comia chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:15 - Lá vamos nós outra vez....90 min de prova....&lt;br /&gt;vamos lá....todas a falta de habilidade a prova....que gráfico foi aquele....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30 - os primeiro começam a sair(ele não tinha mais que 16 anos...buá) ...falta uma página&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:45 - vivi tb termina.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salto final: 2006 nouryoku shiken.....aqui estou eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso fui almoçar no bob's, esperar a chefe para pegar uma carona para o borantia na feira da providencia....quanta gente estranha....&lt;br /&gt;pessoal virando garrafa de sake e pedindo "gisoba"(tradução: Yakisoba)&lt;br /&gt;fora um milhão de esquisitices....&lt;br /&gt;E o que o show do Pearl Jam tem a ver com tudo isso?&lt;br /&gt;Vivi saiu da feira as 11h esperando carona até o centro e tentando conseguir um taxi para terminar o caminho....&lt;br /&gt;só tinha esquecido do shou do PJ....resultado: rua lotada, vivi sem táxi no meio da presidente vargas...Um amigo caridoso ficou comigo esperando o taxi até 12h depois disso pedi para ele ir embora...po ele mora mais longe que eu....&lt;br /&gt;E pra quem ia embora de taxi...terminei a noite dividindo buzu com o pessoal que sai do show&lt;br /&gt;buá....nem fui pra aula hoje....meu pé doia tanto....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-113382726417884915?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/113382726417884915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=113382726417884915' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113382726417884915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113382726417884915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/12/nouryoku-shiken-feira-da-providencia.html' title='Nouryoku shiken+ Feira da Providencia+ Show do Pearl Jam'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-113382473301416772</id><published>2005-12-06T08:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T08:18:53.026+09:00</updated><title type='text'>nossa quanto tempo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/1600/pensativa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5283/436/320/pensativa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isso precisava se mexer....então cá estou eu...&lt;br /&gt;como eri disse que o que me falta é perserverença...cá estou eu....&lt;br /&gt;mas voltei mesmo por ter vontade de escrever sobre o domingo mais agitado dos últimos tempos...então...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considere (re)aberto o espaço para palavras sem sentido&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-113382473301416772?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/113382473301416772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=113382473301416772' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113382473301416772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/113382473301416772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/12/nossa-quanto-tempo.html' title='nossa quanto tempo....'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-111249368258905699</id><published>2005-04-03T10:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T11:01:22.590+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Eri e Babs....</title><content type='html'>que são as únicas pessoas que vinham aqui......&lt;br /&gt;gostaria de dizer que não precisam mais passar por aqui. Eu não pretendo mais escrever....&lt;br /&gt;Perdi a motivação, a vontade e não tenho nem mais o que colocar aqui....&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente acabari com o blog se soubesse como, mas como AINDA não sei....isso é só pra avisar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cansei&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-111249368258905699?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/111249368258905699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=111249368258905699' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/111249368258905699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/111249368258905699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/04/para-eri-e-babs.html' title='Para Eri e Babs....'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-111011780480646391</id><published>2005-03-06T22:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T23:26:41.420+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma turista na própria cidade...</title><content type='html'>era assim que eu me sentia quando assistia ao noticiario e via coisas sobre tiroteios e coisas desse tipo. Não que eu nunca tivesse ouvido um tiro, ou quisesse realmente ver isso de perto, mas é muito estranho estar muito próximo ao local onde isso ocorre.&lt;br /&gt;Logo no dia que eu resolvi sair um pouquinho de casa quase fico no fundão.......foi só chegar no HU e ouviamos tiros passando muito MUITO perto. Nenhum ônibus passando as pessoas sem saber o que fazer.....estavamos presa no pior lugar do rio de janeiro: a entrada da ilha do governador......&lt;br /&gt;tava até pensando que ia ter que voltar pro "alo" no mínimo e passar a noite vendo tv na casa da furabinha. Mas pelo menos tudo deu certo......pelo menos no início da noite.....por que depois........&lt;br /&gt;o noite complicada foi aquela......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-111011780480646391?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/111011780480646391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=111011780480646391' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/111011780480646391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/111011780480646391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/03/uma-turista-na-prpria-cidade.html' title='Uma turista na própria cidade...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110883270085373402</id><published>2005-02-20T02:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T02:05:00.856+09:00</updated><title type='text'>posts pensados não são post postados.....</title><content type='html'>já perdi a conta da coisas que eu queria escrever aqui....&lt;br /&gt;o maior problema é a falta de sincronia entre os meus pensamentos e a vontade de postar.....&lt;br /&gt;Eu penso durante a semana, logo os posts vem nesses mesmo dias. Hoje eu já entro em yasumi mode......dekinai......mesmo que eu tente, raro sãos os dias que tenho o que dizer.....ainda mais quando se faz pouca coisa.....pelo menos parte do trabalho voltou e agora eu vejo como gosto de fazer o que faço ^ ^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110883270085373402?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110883270085373402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110883270085373402' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110883270085373402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110883270085373402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/02/posts-pensados-no-so-post-postados.html' title='posts pensados não são post postados.....'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110883234532626455</id><published>2005-02-20T01:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T01:59:05.326+09:00</updated><title type='text'>vivi ia pra noitada</title><content type='html'>é....encontrar uns amigos, ir ao cinema ver qualquer coisa esolhida na hora e terminar a noite num barzinho na praça......&lt;br /&gt;é eu ia fazer isso...&lt;br /&gt;acabei:&lt;br /&gt;tomando pouquinhas no bar e terminei a noite ( ou melhor virei a noite ) assistindo inu yasha.....&lt;br /&gt;não foi dessa vez........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110883234532626455?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110883234532626455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110883234532626455' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110883234532626455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110883234532626455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/02/vivi-ia-pra-noitada.html' title='vivi ia pra noitada'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110660380397752617</id><published>2005-01-25T06:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T07:00:30.826+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sabia que KANJI fazia mal....</title><content type='html'>de várias maneiras, mas nesse final de demana percebi a verdadeira dimensão desse problema.&lt;br /&gt;Estava eu reunida com colegas do antigo segundo grau e é claro relembrando coisas da época. mas....que coisas?? o pessoal falava e eu não lembrava de várias coisas. ´Várias mesmo. terrível isso, por que eu sempre pensei que lembrava da maioria das coisas, mas porcaria nenhuma foi tudo substituido por KANJI. To vendo que aprender os 2000 kanji que eu preciso terei que apagar parte do primeiro grau tb....isso se ele já não foi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110660380397752617?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110660380397752617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110660380397752617' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110660380397752617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110660380397752617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/01/eu-sabia-que-kanji-fazia-mal.html' title='Eu sabia que KANJI fazia mal....'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110634458655918828</id><published>2005-01-22T06:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T06:56:26.560+09:00</updated><title type='text'>o tédio MATA!!!</title><content type='html'>e eu me tornarei mais uma de suas vítimas...&lt;br /&gt;ninguém merece o verão&lt;br /&gt;ninguém merece não ter nada pra fazer durante as férias.........&lt;br /&gt;e ainda mais lembrar que logo logo vai fazer 1/4 de século!&lt;br /&gt;Vou pedir a aposentadoria!! Não mudei de idéia.......assim é que eu morro mesmo........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110634458655918828?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110634458655918828/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110634458655918828' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110634458655918828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110634458655918828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-tdio-mata.html' title='o tédio MATA!!!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110584386675117427</id><published>2005-01-16T12:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T11:51:06.753+09:00</updated><title type='text'>quem brinca com o secador......</title><content type='html'>amanhece sem cabelos!!!! &lt;strong&gt;careca&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! isso mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;foi assim que eu quase fiquei depois de tentar fazer uma escova.&lt;br /&gt;Não que fosse uma experiência, faço escova sozinha toda semana, mas dessa vez....&lt;br /&gt;A escova resolveu ficar no meu cabelo....ninguém merece. Quase chorei, mas antes liguei pra minha cabelereir....isso as &lt;strong&gt;9:40 da noite&lt;/strong&gt;!!! E ela ainda me atendeu!!!!! fiquei tão feliz.^ ^&lt;br /&gt;Sorte minha que o estrago não foi tão grande. foi só cortar um pouquinho e uma nova escova e estamos perfeitos di novu!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;ureshiiiiiii&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110584386675117427?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110584386675117427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110584386675117427' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110584386675117427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110584386675117427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/01/quem-brinca-com-o-secador.html' title='quem brinca com o secador......'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110520320486018722</id><published>2005-01-09T01:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T01:53:24.860+09:00</updated><title type='text'>calor!</title><content type='html'>Eu odeio isso!!! Eri eu não sei como vc conseguia gostar disso.......droga!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110520320486018722?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110520320486018722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110520320486018722' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110520320486018722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110520320486018722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/01/calor.html' title='calor!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110520303811546113</id><published>2005-01-09T01:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T01:50:38.116+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu pai.....como vou viver sem café??????</title><content type='html'>É definitivo, pelo menos por enquanto...sem nada que tenha cafeina.......café, chokolate!!!!&lt;br /&gt;e fico sabendo disso bem depois de tomar um sorvente com calde de chokolate.......muito feliz eu fiquei deshou......&lt;br /&gt;Bem, tenho que ficar felizinha por pelo mesno estar conseguindo entrar na net.....o que não estava conseguinda já fazia tempo.......&lt;br /&gt;E por que a Babs voltou com seu blog FRAM, que eu sempre adorei apesar de não comentar muito e apasar dela nunca colocar o meu link nos blos dela....snif, snif......tudo bem, eu nem queria......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110520303811546113?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110520303811546113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110520303811546113' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110520303811546113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110520303811546113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2005/01/meu-paicomo-vou-viver-sem-caf.html' title='Meu pai.....como vou viver sem café??????'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110401900454143130</id><published>2004-12-26T08:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T08:56:44.540+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho ho ho feliz natal pra todos!!!</title><content type='html'>E um maravilhoso ano novo!!!!! desejo isso a todos de coração!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O feliz natal veio meio tarde, mas valeu pela intenção né?!&lt;br /&gt;E quanto aos presente??????&lt;br /&gt;Aqui em casa, quebrando a tradição da familia tivemos presentinho!&lt;br /&gt;Os mais legais foram os meus, um dado pela mami e outro dado por mim mesma "jibun" da minha parte! como os pessoal da facul costuma dizer. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;Logo agora sou eu uma menina com 2 dos 3 dvds que eu mais queria!!!&lt;br /&gt;A sociedade do Anel e As duas torres!!!!!!!!!!!!! lindos e fofos!!!!!! passei o dia 24 quase inteiro assistindo os videos exrtas e o primeiro filme!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mas era tanta coisa que cansei e não aguentei mais do que até as 1:30........&lt;br /&gt;mas mesmo assim foi tudo muito legal?&lt;br /&gt;E o seu como foi? Espero que tenha sido muito bom assim como o meu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110401900454143130?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110401900454143130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110401900454143130' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110401900454143130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110401900454143130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/12/ho-ho-ho-feliz-natal-pra-todos.html' title='Ho ho ho feliz natal pra todos!!!'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110151232112968304</id><published>2004-11-27T08:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T08:38:41.130+09:00</updated><title type='text'>isogashikute isogashikute</title><content type='html'>to atrasada, to atrasada.....&lt;br /&gt;to cansada&lt;br /&gt;não vai dar tempo&lt;br /&gt;não tenho mais tempo......&lt;br /&gt;to atrasada.....cansada e todo mundo fica dizendo que o natal tá chegando, mas eu não sinto isso de jeito nenhum....nem mesmo tentando.....&lt;br /&gt;ah sim, só tem a nouryoku shiken no meio do caminho. No meio do caminho tinha uma nouryoku shiken...&lt;br /&gt;buáááááá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110151232112968304?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110151232112968304/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110151232112968304' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110151232112968304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110151232112968304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/11/isogashikute-isogashikute.html' title='isogashikute isogashikute'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110106743991779643</id><published>2004-11-22T04:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T05:03:59.916+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ai.......é um vazio que dá...</title><content type='html'>quando rolo por toda a net e vejo o blogs e flogs dos meus amigos e dos amigos do amigos e percebo que já li tudo....aé mesmo os comentários. Não conformada eu volto depois na esperança, mas a realidade chega e eu percebo que só eu passo o domingo na frente de pasokon.....&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem, eu sei que eu não coloco muita coisa aqui, mas sempre visito os tomodachi...&lt;br /&gt;^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110106743991779643?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110106743991779643/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110106743991779643' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110106743991779643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110106743991779643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/11/ai-um-vazio-que-d.html' title='ai.......é um vazio que dá...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110096964829232874</id><published>2004-11-21T01:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T01:54:08.293+09:00</updated><title type='text'>nouryoku shiken</title><content type='html'>ai, ai.....falta tão pouco tempo..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110096964829232874?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110096964829232874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110096964829232874' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110096964829232874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110096964829232874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/11/nouryoku-shiken.html' title='nouryoku shiken'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-110052763791294460</id><published>2004-11-15T22:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T23:07:17.913+09:00</updated><title type='text'>shigoto bakari....</title><content type='html'>uaaaaa..........tenho tantas coisas pra fazer .......&lt;br /&gt;corrigir provas, elaborar provas, planejar aulas, preparar exercícios extras......e isso só do trabalho achikochi...&lt;br /&gt;pelo menos portugÊs já acabou....agora é viajar no surralismo de lit comp II e estudar tudo o que eu não estudei pra nouryoku shiken...........buááááááá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;´to com saudadi da eri chan....po, outro dia fui curtir a sexta a noite. a primeira vez sem a eri...foi bizarro!!!!&lt;br /&gt;deu tudo errado...chuva, vento, falta de luz no campus......é...era o rock no fundão........po um negócio desses nunca acontece e quando ia acontecer.....nao aconteceu por que Deus não quis! isso mesmo! muita chuva, raios, vento de levar gente.minha escova quase foi pro espaço.......mudamos de lugar, algum lugar tivesse cobertura e lugar pra sentar....pedimos a primeira cerveja e  a luz de todo o campus acabou....po não tinha mais jeito...ficamos lá mesmo . Nós e um monte de outras pessoas, umas até que tinham ido pra uma outra chopada, a da EBA....&lt;br /&gt;Depois de virar alguns tinh que tomoar uma decisão difícl, dia seguinte era dia de trabalho ichinichijuu...tinha que ir embora....não é que quando iamos pegar o ônibus a luz volta????&lt;br /&gt;Lá fomos nós pra EBA ver o que estava acontecendo....po terrível....o plano do dia era ouvir rock e acabamos com funk.......ninguém merece a EBA.......fui embora né, fazer o que???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-110052763791294460?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/110052763791294460/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=110052763791294460' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110052763791294460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/110052763791294460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/11/shigoto-bakari.html' title='shigoto bakari....'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109865576042655219</id><published>2004-10-25T07:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T07:09:20.426+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nem deu pra ver direito né...essa aqui tá melhor&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/music9.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/music9.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109865576042655219?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109865576042655219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109865576042655219' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109865576042655219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109865576042655219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/nem-deu-pra-ver-direito-n.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109865547405424402</id><published>2004-10-25T07:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T07:04:34.056+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kaname Kawabata do Chemistry?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/music1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/music1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109865547405424402?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109865547405424402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109865547405424402' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109865547405424402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109865547405424402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/kaname-kawabata-do-chemistry.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109865500303513818</id><published>2004-10-25T06:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T06:56:43.036+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sou eu que acho...ou o ken parece com o...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/ken016.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/ken016.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109865500303513818?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109865500303513818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109865500303513818' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109865500303513818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109865500303513818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/sou-eu-que-acho.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109864959961651927</id><published>2004-10-25T05:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T05:26:39.616+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Já que eu voltei a procurar coisas dos meninos....como eu tinha falado antes no Uwasa o Yukinari casou né? Então a filha dele nasceu no último dia 4  e se chama AINE.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/04101102daNK147A10.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/04101102daNK147A10.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109864959961651927?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109864959961651927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109864959961651927' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109864959961651927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109864959961651927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/j-que-eu-voltei-procurar-coisas-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109857579849785988</id><published>2004-10-24T08:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T08:56:38.496+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ai ai...essa é pra terminar por hoje...só pra dizer que apesar e lindo dizem por aí que ele tem um caso com o menino que faz dupla com ele. aliás eu nem disse o nome dele ^ ^ HIDEAKI TAKIZAWA&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/takky3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/takky3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109857579849785988?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109857579849785988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109857579849785988' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857579849785988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857579849785988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/ai-ai.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109857502673351648</id><published>2004-10-24T08:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T08:43:46.733+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To me sentindo a eri falando de babys, mas cara esse menino é muito lindo. Ta em duas das novelas que eu gosto, uma eu já terminei de ver.(SOS) e a outra que eu comcei a ver Majo no jouken...fofo!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/takky2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/takky2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109857502673351648?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109857502673351648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109857502673351648' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857502673351648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857502673351648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/to-me-sentindo-eri-falando-de-babys_23.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109857487186211625</id><published>2004-10-24T08:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T08:41:11.863+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mas olha só esse fofinho&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/takky1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/takky1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109857487186211625?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109857487186211625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109857487186211625' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857487186211625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857487186211625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/mas-olha-s-esse-fofinho.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109857394660793358</id><published>2004-10-24T08:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T08:25:46.606+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mas todo mundo tem direito de ser feliz deshou? ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/kimutaku4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/kimutaku4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109857394660793358?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109857394660793358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109857394660793358' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857394660793358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857394660793358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/mas-todo-mundo-tem-direito-de-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109857391098507738</id><published>2004-10-24T08:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T08:25:10.986+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nem sei de quando é essa foto, mas ele continua tão fofo....fofo e casado...snif...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/kimutaku3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/kimutaku3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109857391098507738?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109857391098507738/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109857391098507738' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857391098507738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857391098507738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/nem-sei-de-quando-essa-foto-mas-ele.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109857379146555197</id><published>2004-10-24T08:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T08:23:11.466+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>que fofo mais lindooo!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/kimutaku1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/kimutaku1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109857379146555197?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109857379146555197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109857379146555197' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857379146555197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857379146555197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/que-fofo-mais-lindooo.html' title=''/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109857211361992316</id><published>2004-10-24T07:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T08:08:19.866+09:00</updated><title type='text'>a quanto tempo eu não ouvia da pump....</title><content type='html'>eu reclamando tanto e acabei de consguir baixar "Get on the dance floor" deles&lt;br /&gt;Não é desse single novo, mas já algo diferente do que eu tinha por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109857211361992316?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109857211361992316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109857211361992316' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857211361992316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857211361992316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/quanto-tempo-eu-no-ouvia-da-pump.html' title='a quanto tempo eu não ouvia da pump....'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109857196648147193</id><published>2004-10-24T07:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T08:09:20.463+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu queria tanto ouvir essas músicas...</title><content type='html'>...mas o kazaa não conecta e o winMX não baixa nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/640/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2143/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria as novas da Amuro e do DA PUMP...&lt;br /&gt;Só consegui metade da música da Amuro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109857196648147193?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109857196648147193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109857196648147193' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857196648147193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857196648147193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/eu-queria-tanto-ouvir-essas-msicas.html' title='Eu queria tanto ouvir essas músicas...'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7245918.post-109857004007607059</id><published>2004-10-24T07:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T07:58:48.440+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que o rosa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Por que eu quero ficar mais alegre ^ ^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aquele azul parecia a página do msn...não parecia comigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;to me sentindo melhor agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7245918-109857004007607059?l=iddex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/feeds/109857004007607059/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7245918&amp;postID=109857004007607059' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857004007607059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7245918/posts/default/109857004007607059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iddex.blogspot.com/2004/10/por-que-o-rosa.html' title='Por que o rosa?'/><author><name>vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996345445146998558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
