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Foi incrível, não sei como as pessoas podem não conhecer ou não dar valor ao trabalho de uma pessoa como a Laura Pausini.

Voltei da praia exclusivamente pro show. Não quis saber de nada o dia inteiro, só esperar pra ir até o Credicard Hall.
Não tirei foto porque gosto de assistir o show. Aprendi que assistir pela tela da câmera não vale pena, a imagem precisa ser vista e 
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Começando pelo meu quarto. fiz uma reviravolta nos móveis para colocar o computador em um lugar decente.
E enquanto todos voltam às aulas, ainda tenho uma última semana de férias, que já se mostra completamente atravancada de eventos, não só os do facebook....

Os últimos 15 dias que passei na praia, com uma pausa para o show da Laura Pausini, 
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Alexander Fleming: "Alguém sempre acha o que na verdade não está procurando"


Mahatma Gandhi: "Acreditar em algo e não vivê-lo é desonesto"


Karl Marx: "De cada um conforme sua capacidade; para cada um conforme sua necessidade"


Galileu Galilei: "Não me sinto obrigado a acreditar que o mesmo Deus que 
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Almocei no McDonald's e fui pro dojo.
Não consegui aproveitar muito o treino por causa da minha perna zuada, mas sempre dá pra aprender algo.
Mais legal foi a aula de arco.

Agora à noite fui ver minha avó na UTI. Estava tudo bem, e tudo continuará bem.
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Comprei o café da manhã à pé, comi e voltei a dormir.....

Até aproveitaria a praia e um passeio de jetski se não fosse a tempestade que caiu.
Quando passou curti o som do show da Banda Eva pela janela. Fui até a entrada mas desisti de comprar o ingresso, achei que jantar seria mais proveitoso.

De volta pra cama poque amanhã tenho que dirigir.

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Enviado do 
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O nível estava melhorando, de dois toques passamos pra um só e bolanão caía. Mais um dia e já dava até pra arriscar um futvôlei.
Fiquei um pouco preocupada com notícias da minha avó e com o bem-estare o conforto das amigas, tanto que cedi meu travesseiro e meucobertor.Faço o que posso, espero que seja suficiente.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pJxGF0lIDumAun7v1sp0YLtGWh0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pJxGF0lIDumAun7v1sp0YLtGWh0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Larinsanidades/~4/O0HOkoiBKic" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://larinsanidades.blogspot.com/2012/01/dia-15-viajando.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAFRn08fSp7ImA9WhRWGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252892350618909942.post-6259026401322285070</id><published>2012-01-04T23:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T23:38:37.375-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-07T23:38:37.375-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verão 11/12" /><title>Dia 14 - menos praia</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://larinsanidades.blogspot.com/feeds/6259026401322285070/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://larinsanidades.blogspot.com/2012/01/dia-14-menos-praia.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1252892350618909942/posts/default/6259026401322285070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1252892350618909942/posts/default/6259026401322285070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Larinsanidades/~3/k9K90UdGGiQ/dia-14-menos-praia.html" title="Dia 14 - menos praia" /><author><name>Lari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11127735687334303275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QoMCC44LLiQ/TfbLWj9t7LI/AAAAAAAABno/qwyjV0CSTOM/s1600/1170491431_6f8e90dc8e_o.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Devido ao alto grau de insolação (brincadeira, só um pouco vermelha),
fiquei na sombra do guarda-sol hoje.
Me permiti uma ligeira atividade ao sol, frescobol.
Mais tarde dei duas rebatidas com uma raquete de tênis, terminei maisum livro e finalmente li um artigo útil pro meu futuro.
Assisti ontem Harry Potter e o cálice de fogo e achei que agoraveríamos a ordem da fênix, mas acabamos de chegar a 
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Fiquei no sol torrando e consegui uma cor de tomate. Não está ardendo,
mas se amanhã repetir a dose não será nem um pouco saudável.....
Estou quase terminando o nono volume do diário da princesa.
-- Enviado do meu celular
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alheio, deixei o café da manhã de lado e saí da barraca 11 horas,
morrendo de calor e hiper-apertada por ter ficado 12 horas sem fazer
xixi....
Morrendo de calor!
o SOL resolveu aparecer
Demorei um pouco pra desmontar tudo, enfiar no carro, almoçar, tomarum banho e passar de fase.
No novo destino, curti uma praia no fim da tarde 
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Um dia melhor, avancei e falta pouco agora para terminar meu livro.Não sei o que vai acontecer amanhã direito, muito menos o resto do ano.Só espero....não espero nada.....Cada dia será um dia e estarei pronta pro que me aguarda.Tenho muitos planos, quero ter força pra completar todos.
Então, de coisas para 2012, quero somente o ânimo e a força pracompletar 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u1qqTlcXf02xGJglXwSB4hJEd4g/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u1qqTlcXf02xGJglXwSB4hJEd4g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Larinsanidades/~4/lwgG3rvLFpQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://larinsanidades.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-guerreiro.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAFRn0yeip7ImA9WhRWGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1252892350618909942.post-8402505528509635815</id><published>2011-12-29T23:48:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T23:38:37.392-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-07T23:38:37.392-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verão 11/12" /><title>Dia 8 - filme</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://larinsanidades.blogspot.com/feeds/8402505528509635815/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://larinsanidades.blogspot.com/2011/12/dia-8-filme.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1252892350618909942/posts/default/8402505528509635815?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1252892350618909942/posts/default/8402505528509635815?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Larinsanidades/~3/EoSDgYOFNOU/dia-8-filme.html" title="Dia 8 - filme" /><author><name>Lari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11127735687334303275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QoMCC44LLiQ/TfbLWj9t7LI/AAAAAAAABno/qwyjV0CSTOM/s1600/1170491431_6f8e90dc8e_o.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Terminado meu livro, não tinha motivo para acordar e resolviaproveitar um sonho que não me recordo.Depois do almoço recorri ao notebook para tentar fazer algo produtivoe acabei pondo ordem nas fotos, todas em pastinhas explicativas.Após o momento saudosista, parti aos documentos e acabei caindo nos vídeos.Encontrei um filme que não conhecia, "The Answer Man" e gostei quandovi a atriz que fazia a 
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salvar um pouco do sono. Sem muito sucesso e humor, encontrei o que me
movia ao sucesso do dia.
Separei minhas armas: cadeira, livro e repelente. Luz do dia.
Nada me afastou do torpor oferecido pelo objeto de folhas e só pauseipara oferecer um pouco de alimento ao meu corpo.Sanada a necessidade, voltei e me alimentei da batalha 
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Continuei minha leitura e ao fim da claridade parei e voltei àrealidade com a ajuda do odor do churrasco.
De estômago forrado, a noite se encerrou com música dos violões e umpouco de limão.
-- Enviado do meu celular
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Me acomodei na cadeira de praia e ataquei o livro "A batalha do
apocalipse". Não tenho certeza do nome agora, o que parece algo
idiota, mas nem tenho como conferir, dado que estou escondida debaixo
da coberta....
O dia passou rápido, graças ao livro.
Obrigada pelo presente.
-- Enviado do meu celular
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Tomei sol e li uns mangás, conheci a criança Javier.
Almoço de quartel, coquetel e ceia de Natal.
O papai-noel não encontrou esse lugar....
Meus presentes foram todos antecipados esse ano, e faltou só a medalha de ouro.
Fica pro ano que vem.
-- Enviado do meu celular
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a Pupy, a Beth, a Lu, a Julia e a Vó-lita. Fiz macarrão com salsicha.
Todos gostaram
XD
Saindo do Guarujá, indo para Boracéia via balsa - vish.....
Cada uma que eu me meto.....
Valeu pela bela paisagem.
Primeira noite no camping-chalé bem tranquila.
-- Enviado do meu celular
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antecipado com a família da parte de pai.
Cheguei de madrugada pra já acordar e aproveitar o dia.
Passeei de jetski com meu irmão, baita aflição que fiquei....Belo churras antes de desmaiar na cama.
-- Enviado do meu celular
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- Playstation 3 + jogos: (skyrim, dragon age, final fantasy 12)



- notebook decente (desculpa notebook, mas você está me irritando desligando sozinho...)



- monitor de 18 polegadas pra poder usar o CAD direito



Livros:

- Cemitério de Praga, Umberto Eco

- Crônicas de Gelo e Fogo - Fúria dos Reis vol. 2 e A 
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Mas, nem tudo é perfeito e terei que alterar meus planos de treinar futebol por treinos de recuperação da minha musculatura da coxa.........

Espero, então, me recuperar até o ano que vem, olha que trágico...


Dado o que eu senti na hora, acho que foi isso o que 
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Jogos internos são cheios de rivalidade, e nessas horas os times aparecem em peso, completos. E não foi diferente....
Cheio de gente no banco delas só pra jogar contra nós.
O começo foi esquisito, levamos um gol de erro de marcação numa falta.
Estávamos bem, perdido umas chances, então o gol serviu pra dar uma acordada na gente. Mas não acontecia nada.....
Conseguimos na
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Não sei o que amor.

Meu irmão escreve muito bem sobre como está apaixonado e sobre sentimentos. E outras pessoas também.

Eu não.

Não sou insensível, nem fria, nem nada de muito anormal.
Me desculpem os apaixonados de plantão, só acho que sou ocupada demais pra me preocupar com isso.


Na verdade sou egoísta.
Demais.

E não sinto remorso, culpa nem pretendo mudar isso.


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