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Nao se esqueça de deixar comentários nas postagens.</feedburner:browserFriendly><item><title>Costumes de rua</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/KUQv3GoINfg/costumes-de-rua.html</link><category>pessoas</category><category>costumes</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Thu, 11 Nov 2010 11:39:04 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-3405342581671267088</guid><description>Eu costumo ser muito observadora dos costumes das pessoas. Gosto de olhar o que fazem, como fazem, etc. Posso analisar isso de forma errada, a final são as minhas percepções, mas fica registrado (ainda que por um curto tempo) na memória o que presenciei.Bom, nessas andanças de vida, existem coisas que são muito diferentes entre MEUS costumes e os costumes dos chilenos (generalizando).Por exemplo,
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-11T17:39:04.375-02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8l0AQ0kTQCE/TI1KwZG8lTI/AAAAAAAAIDw/Mt8Wb8sw_xs/s72-c/100_2222.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2010/11/costumes-de-rua.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Voltando</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/ssRAL9zr_qw/voltando.html</link><category>blog</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2010 08:10:16 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-7439738120799267281</guid><description>Esse fim de semana tentarei com todas minhas forças voltar a escrever nesse diário. Farei um esforço de elefante para isso.Muitas vezes ao dia tenho vontade de escrever coisas, mas a preguiça é maior. Absurdo isso para minha profissão, para minha paixão.Aguardem...
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-08T12:10:16.129-03:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2010/10/voltando.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Efeitos</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/iyW78btWUF4/efeitos.html</link><category>terremoto</category><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2010 17:01:15 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-6977662679063107928</guid><description>Por qualquer razao que a psicologia certamente me ajudaria a entender, eu ainda tenho vontade de chorar cada vez que lembro do dia 27 de fevereiro. A gente finge ser forte, finge que tá tudo bem, continua a vida normal, mas ela segue em frente. Mas la dentro parece que a marca nao vai desaparecer.Cada vez que alguma coisa me faz lembrar daquela noite em que acordei assustada, me vem uma vontade
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-26T21:01:15.566-03:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2010/05/efeitos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Imprensa brasileira: uma verdadeira vergonha para nós!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/MQ_TGx0S2Ak/imprensa-brasileira-uma-verdadeira.html</link><category>terremoto</category><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 03 Mar 2010 05:42:18 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-2593583452122332269</guid><description>Dias depois do terremoto, não tenho duvidas de que os jornalistas no Brasil não deveria somente ser obrigados a ter um diploma (coisa que já não necessitam ter), como também passar um longo treinamento de ética, responsabilidade e humanidade.Parece que falta muito para o jornalista brasileiro ser eficiente e capacitado para a tarefa diária que recebe nos jornais impressos, revistas e
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-03T10:42:18.228-03:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/S45m9H5wMAI/AAAAAAAATJg/6Aal5Ka0JnM/s72-c/feijoada+023.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2010/03/imprensa-brasileira-uma-verdadeira.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Merda, ta tremendo</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/cPzUIk9X7G4/merda-ta-tremendo.html</link><category>terremoto</category><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 09:31:50 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-5869947202301129892</guid><description>"Merda, ta tremendo", foi uma das primeiras coisas que veio na minha cabeca quando tudo comecou.Às 3h30 da madrugada acordei sentindo tremer minha cama. Minha cachorra, Kate, estava agitada. Eu pensei: "Ah, ta tremendo, vou voltar a dormir".Aqui no Chile é muito comum que hajam pequenos tremores de terra, que duram poucos segundos e nao assusta muito as pessoas. Eu ja me acostei a acordar de
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-27T14:31:50.607-03:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2010/02/merda-ta-tremendo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>A felicidade está em todas partes</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/ja4EewkgoJ4/felicidade-esta-em-todas-partes.html</link><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 04:18:22 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-7764625078875257280</guid><description>Estou trabalhando como assistente de marketing e vendas. Meu trabalho de conclusão de curso não foi adiante, nem irá, fica pra 2010 outra vez. Mudei de casa, agora com um apartamento para mim e Kate. Meu pai está no Chile.Sim, MEU PAI ESTÁ NO CHILE. Sim, eu estou gritando com vocês.Como estou trabalhando, fui ao Brasil somente para passar o natal com a minha família. Momento único e que, outra
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-30T10:18:22.989-02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/12/felicidade-esta-em-todas-partes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Renasci</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/cgslkL6xOF0/renasci.html</link><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 08:22:04 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-3409691317113213236</guid><description>Desde marco, quando voltei das férias no Brasil, minha vida foi dando voltas atrás de voltas. Mudanças que, no momento em que aconteceram, não eram tão significativas, mas que depois percebi que me fizeram “enlouquecer”.O fim de um relacionamento, a ruptura de uma rotina que eu já estava adaptada, a busca de uma nova moradia, de trabalho, a mudança dos companheiros de universidade, a chegada da
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-09T14:22:04.039-02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/Sx_NdkzUdWI/AAAAAAAATFY/1rGUUtMzvD0/s72-c/SNV81286.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/12/renasci.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Algo que falar</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/GLpukyr4pqI/algo-que-falar.html</link><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 06:02:39 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-4387757380348519174</guid><description>Tenho muita coisa boa para contar, desde que junho minha vida mudou em 99%.Mas nesse momento, muita tristeza. Pela segunda vez. Indecisao. Saudade. Cansaco. Idéias. Ideais. Amores. Desamores.  Sao algumas das palavras que me explicam nesse momento. Quero voltar para os bracos de minha pátria, mas nao sem antes concluir minha meta.
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-02T12:02:39.443-02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/12/algo-que-falar.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Estamos com um quarto disponivel.</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/43IfbC3ugTI/estamos-com-um-quarto-disponivel.html</link><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 07:03:44 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-2100857795948551418</guid><description>Ver mi AvisoShared via AddThis
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-16T11:03:44.493-03:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/10/estamos-com-um-quarto-disponivel.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Enlouquecendo</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/cZEGTId5WfI/enlouquecendo.html</link><category>pessoal</category><category>trabalho</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 11:46:31 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-233496050041043866</guid><description>Depois de três meses trabalhando no Valle Nevado, me enfiam sozinha numa sala fechada, silenciosa e quentinha para realizar um trabalho por telefone. Juro que vou enlouquecer (risos nervosos). Terceiro dia de trabalho e as costas doem, o sono aperta, a pernas se agitam. Estou numa "dança das cadeiras" sem fim. Por sorte a sala tem janelas grandes que dão vista para... outros prédios...
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-15T15:46:31.084-03:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/10/enlouquecendo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Adeus inverno</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/pO6qCGWAbqQ/adeus-inverno.html</link><category>clima</category><category>ski</category><category>neve</category><category>Valle Nevado</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 11:41:22 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-7080030847730365593</guid><description>Diferente do que acontece no Brasil, aqui no Chile as estações do ano são bem determinadas e terminam e começam exatamente quando têm que terminar e começar.No Brasil observamos a diferença somente entre verão e inverno, nossa primavera e outono não existem como aprendemos nos livros escolares: as flores não florescem na primavera e as folhas não caem no outono. Tudo o que sabemos é que no meio
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-22T15:41:22.441-03:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/Srjp3tX01jI/AAAAAAAAS-s/dqLLdBe9Ii4/s72-c/SNV80607.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/09/adeus-inverno.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Para os brasileiros de plantão</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/0IlJmRu0kbM/para-os-brasileiros-de-plantao.html</link><category>jogo</category><category>esporte</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 09:45:17 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-9073920743613059570</guid><description>Só duas frases do comentarista chileno no meio do jogo de ontem:"Chile está dominando o jogo com Brasil""Ai vem Valdívia, que provoca PANICO em Brasil”Essas entre muitas outras besteiras faladas durante o jogo. Ele é versão chilena do nosso amigo Galvão Bueno.E hoje vou ser obrigada a escutar e ler a todo o momento que Chile jogou um lindo partido, que estava melhor que Brasil, que são superiores
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-22T13:45:17.344-03:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/Srj-h-BW66I/AAAAAAAAS-0/ccw8rPkdGXY/s72-c/00.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/09/para-os-brasileiros-de-plantao.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>A Kate está apaixonada</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/tKsLSfutIFA/kate-esta-apaixonada.html</link><category>kate</category><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 08:06:02 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-2787868265227313217</guid><description>Minha cachorra, que tem o elegante nome de Kate, é curiosamente apaixonada pelo gato do andar de cima, um gato grande e sem nome que fica olhando incansavelmente para ela.Enquanto ele fica ali, parado na grama olhando pra dentro da minha varanda, a Kate fica desesperada, chorando, fazendo malabarismos e tentando chamar a atenção dele.Ontem eu decidi ter uma conversa séria com ela. Já não dava
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-03T12:06:02.370-03:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/Sk4Ucuk8Y-I/AAAAAAAASEA/Gbzn4TL9ndg/s72-c/DSC01524.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/07/kate-esta-apaixonada.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Admiracao pelo glacê branco</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/jvwHnrI5ni8/admiracao-pelo-grace-branco.html</link><category>ski</category><category>neve</category><category>Valle Nevado</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 10 Nov 2010 12:12:36 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-211429651776066169</guid><description>Segunda o dia estava lindo, um sol quentinho e gostoso, já não nevava mais, o céu azul de um azul pintado a lápis de cor. A montanha completamente branca, inteira, era como andar nas nuvens, como dizia minha mãe há dois anos... Deus realmente é muito maravilhoso em criar coisas tão lindas e diferentes nos lugares do mundo.Minha boca na segunda já quase não existia, de tanto vento gelado que tocou
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-10T18:12:36.797-02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/SoMy2XhspXI/AAAAAAAAS9Q/YhE7arLTzf0/s72-c/DSC00182.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/07/admiracao-pelo-grace-branco.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Do dia em que eu vi a neve cair</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/Z42UCkLTkWM/do-dia-em-que-eu-vi-neve-cair.html</link><category>clima</category><category>ski</category><category>neve</category><category>Valle Nevado</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 09:47:03 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-4234915103260782440</guid><description>No domingo, meu segundo dia, acordei junto com as meninas do quarto (durmo com outras três meninas, uma delas brasileira). Estava nevando forte! Com vento... nevando MUITO. Pus toda a roupa que eu podia colocar e muitas meias, na verdade não sabia como me comportar para essa situação.Andar na neve até o lugar onde tomamos café da manhã foi emocionante, eu não conseguia parar de sorrir. As meninas
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-22T13:47:03.973-03:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/SoMt5w3kxuI/AAAAAAAAS9A/c0twa3oRqWA/s72-c/DSC00167.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-dia-em-que-eu-vi-neve-cair.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Eu, a inadaptada</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/otxDa3Hvj-s/eu-inadaptada.html</link><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 08:39:50 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-9169259770324866443</guid><description>Estava relendo algumas partes do livro "A Sangue Frio" de Truman Capote. Li esse livro no ano passado para fazer uma prova na faculdade. Então a leitura não foi muito prazerosa, porque não gosto de ler livros por obrigação.Bom, estes dias folheava o livro e encontrei um pequeno “poema” que me descreve como nunca! Vejam:"Existe uma raça de homens inadaptadosHomens que não podem parar nem
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-03T12:39:50.520-03:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/Sk4mLXyHAII/AAAAAAAASEQ/OtT_x0y04Zs/s72-c/DSC00228.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/07/eu-inadaptada.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Conhecendo coisas...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/J8qG_3lKvKQ/conhecendo-coisas.html</link><category>ski</category><category>neve</category><category>Valle Nevado</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 13:51:09 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-7323362086121676392</guid><description>Meu primeiro dia na neve foi muito tranqüilo, minha chefa me apresentou os espaços mais necessários para naqueles primeiros momentos e depois fui conhecer minhas companheiras de trabalho. Algumas já trabalham no inverno há anos, passam de um centro de ski a outro, de um país para outro, em busca de neve, trabalho e dinheiro.No final daquele dia eu não sabia o que fazer, minhas coisas estavam no
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-12T17:51:09.266-03:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/06/conhecendo-coisas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Primeiros momentos em Valle Nevado</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/7OfrzLDisoY/primeiros-momentos-em-valle-nevado.html</link><category>ski</category><category>neve</category><category>Valle Nevado</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 11:57:52 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-6094469118143617438</guid><description>Esse final de semana subi para trabalhar no Valle Nevado. Ai vai um resumo das alegrias que vivi em tão pouco tempo:Me ligaram na tarde de sexta-feira avisando que eu deveria subir as 20h desse mesmo dia e não no sábado pela manha como estava programado. Um professor de ski passaria para me buscar e assim eu não precisaria subir com o ônibus que leva todos os funcionários pra lá.A gerente do
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-12T15:57:52.032-03:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/SoMQj-wQU9I/AAAAAAAAS84/-8rFdiTwxtQ/s72-c/DSC00053.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/06/primeiros-momentos-em-valle-nevado.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>O número 14</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/Mw3ht77k40w/o-numero-14.html</link><category>apartamento</category><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 08:20:48 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-1669995434432757943</guid><description>"Se falamos para as pessoas adultas: "Vimos uma casa linda com piso rosa, com flores nas janelas e pombas no telhado", nunca conseguirao imaginar como é essa casa. É necessário dizer: "Vimos uma casa que vale cem mil pesos"." - O Pequeno PríncipeE eu vi um apartamento longe, com grandes janelas, uma sala espacosa, uma cozinha ventilada, um jardim bonito e lindos quadros em suas paredes. Imaginei
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-03T12:20:48.150-03:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SpIqQXRKRO0/Sk4hM9pGusI/AAAAAAAASEI/0l68ogrRzOU/s72-c/DSC02397.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-numero-14.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Falando de sentimentos antes de continuar</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/PeEzlAJuVng/falando-de-sentimentos-antes-de.html</link><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 07:07:15 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-8072281264955573408</guid><description>Quando cheguei os olhos se encontraram por alguns instantes. Não havia muito público para atrapalhar, mas os poucos outros pares de olhos que ai estavam eram suficientes para nos deixar incomodados com a situação.O distanciamento momentâneo, por vergonha ou medo do que poderia acontecer, e a grande aproximação posterior, por desejo ou vontade de saber o que aconteceria, não foram sinais
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-07T11:07:15.586-03:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8l0AQ0kTQCE/SgEJRSeHBxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HMMLT5o_yH8/s72-c/DSC01702.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/05/falando-de-sentimentos-antes-de.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Tantas lunas</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/e5MiJo8X89g/tantas-lunas.html</link><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 20:21:08 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-6616507950318627740</guid><description>Sabe quando toca uma música e você comeca a pensar e pensar e pensar? Eu ando assim, emotiva ao cubo.Qualquer música me faz reflexionar sobre minha vida. QUALQUER! E ela pode estar tocando no meio de um filme, no rádio da cozinha, no carro que passa, no fone de ouvido de alguém, em qualquer parte.Faz tempo que nao publico nada por aqui...Vamos tentar voltar a ativa ok? Muita coisa pra falar ainda
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-17T00:21:08.650-03:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2009/04/tantas-lunas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Agora eu sei</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/n7qORJbcfh8/agora-eu-sei.html</link><category>diversao</category><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 21:47:18 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-3661655892709623603</guid><description>No dia 10 de dezembro eu fui assistir o show da Madonna aqui em Santiago. O primeiro show dela aqui em 2008. Tive que trocar minha entrada porque havia comprado para o dia 11, mas depois um professor marcou a ultima prova para essa data, assim fiz das tripas o coração para conseguir trocar meu ingresso.A principio tinha comprado o ingresso mais barato, para galeria, ou seja, o pior lugar, o que
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-07T01:47:18.790-03:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2008/12/agora-eu-sei.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Carnes para todos</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/LXvNx-3ejj0/carnes-para-todos.html</link><category>culinária</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 09:34:53 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-6734215697978729027</guid><description>Quando cheguei, e na verdade até hoje, senti muita dificuldade para pedir cortes de carne, porque os nomes são muito diferentes e os cortes muitas vezes também são. Com o tempo comecei a entender um pouco quais eram os melhores para determinado tipo de prato. Creio que todo brasileiro passa pelo mesmo, até conseguir ter alguma noção, se come muita carne errada...Agora me passaram dois links que
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-03T15:34:53.356-02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2008/12/carnes-para-todos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Relatos que não deveriam ser relatados</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/5Ln43x5OMus/relatos-que-no-deveriam-ser-relatados.html</link><category>saudade</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 18:09:59 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-7113313925275920812</guid><description>Sinto saudade de casa, dos amigos, dos cachorros, sinto falta de tudo e de todos. Quero gritar, chorar até acabar as lágrimas, deixar doer tudo o que tem para doer.Uma coisa inexplicável bateu hoje. Aquela coisa que me deixei tranquila ate agora, nesse momento me dói incrivelmente.Me cansei disso, pode ser que eu volte a me apaixonar por esse lugar outra vez. Olhar para tudo e ver novidades e um
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-28T00:09:59.936-02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2008/11/relatos-que-no-deveriam-ser-relatados.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>O homem da minha vida</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/diariodochile/~3/pq4DcT572Ro/o-homem-da-minha-vida.html</link><category>saudade</category><category>pessoal</category><author>lilica_animamundi@hotmail.com (Lígia Ferreira)</author><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 21:47:55 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7840604131288071885.post-746483503038892990</guid><description>Às vezes me dói um pouquinho por estar perdendo coisas assim:
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-07T01:47:55.442-03:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://diariodochile.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-homem-da-minha-vida.html</feedburner:origLink></item><media:credit role="author">Lígia Ferreira</media:credit><media:rating>nonadult</media:rating></channel></rss>

