<?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-6312043477317108646</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:54:58.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wanna.be</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nome: Figo'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15962745311920852387</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312043477317108646.post-5621169289509502462</id><published>2009-11-16T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:01:05.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeeeedo! Hoje é dia de confissão!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwFn5CxDKhI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MBbacw4Fq5c/s1600/alexa-chung-apartment.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwFn5CxDKhI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MBbacw4Fq5c/s320/alexa-chung-apartment.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tive que vir aqui.. estou com medo de verdade. Há mais ou menos uns 5 dias venho tendo umas cólicas estranhas nada&amp;nbsp;a ver com TPM e hoje tive um sangramento muito suspeito. Toda vez que meu estresse se agrava minha gastrite tbm piora... há meses minha gastrite piorou. Eu já passei por coisas realmente assustadoras, já miei sangue, miando ja estorei micro vasos do meu rosto e já desmaiei sozinha, já me cortei para me punir e o sangramento não estacanva e minha mãe decobriu, já usei drogas e tive começos de overdose, já fui ameaçada de morte por ter um blog (na epoca da morte daquela modelo), já tive um outro blog publicado no jornal, já me afastei de amigos por causa dessa maldita doença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwFnwmVnm2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/wbRJJ9O6AGU/s1600/chjnghhk.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwFnwmVnm2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/wbRJJ9O6AGU/s320/chjnghhk.bmp" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada novo dia eu não sei se estou evoluindo ou não, pois eu queria ser normal, mas queria ser perfeita, sempre ambivalente, sempre exitante em partir ou ficar. O meu maior problema não está na balança.. é na minha cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu estômago dói... e ainda sim quero miar.. tenho marcas de dentes na minha mão.. que jamais me deixam esquecer quem realmente sou.. mesmo sorrindo, sempre estarei sangrando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwFoJQxW-NI/AAAAAAAAAhc/2IWt4qRGxLE/s1600/kate_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwFoJQxW-NI/AAAAAAAAAhc/2IWt4qRGxLE/s320/kate_2.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6312043477317108646-5621169289509502462?l=temporadadefigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5621169289509502462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312043477317108646&amp;postID=5621169289509502462&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/5621169289509502462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/5621169289509502462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/2009/11/meeeeedo-hoje-e-dia-de-confissao.html' title='Meeeeedo! Hoje é dia de confissão!'/><author><name>Nome: Figo'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15962745311920852387</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/_fGS_FspMpho/SwFn5CxDKhI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MBbacw4Fq5c/s72-c/alexa-chung-apartment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312043477317108646.post-6226229691292880170</id><published>2009-11-15T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T12:16:56.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O calor altera meu humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwBcvFIPIYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/b_FNuxrX5dE/s1600-h/gatapassada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwBcvFIPIYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/b_FNuxrX5dE/s320/gatapassada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ontem fiquei no chá verde e tomei 1 Yakult.. e foi só... minto tbm bebi um Kuat Eco 350ml (com um toque de chá verde) adoro coisas com um toque de outras coisas uahhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eu tento me manter em paz.. mas é dificil tem horas q meu lado dark quer matar todo mundo ou me auto-destruir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hoje eu almocei um pouquinho afinal&amp;nbsp; minha mãe tava em casa e já estava azedando meu humor. As coisas vão bem.. pq eu curto o lance de ter tonturas e sentir fome... e como vivo á base de café e cigarro é suave não comer. Já não tenho mais compulsões por chocolate... nem por doces como tinha antigamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Entrei em NF ás 14h30.. espero q dure 24h pelo menos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bom começo de semana.. e bola pra frente pq amanhã é segunda.. e segunda é o dia do perdão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;ps:&lt;/span&gt; Je t'aime Ana obrigada peo selinho e segue o questionario... eu indicaria outras pessoas.. mas as que conheço ja foram indicadas... serei mais rápida da proxima vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwBfN60fOzI/AAAAAAAAAg0/G7KkLeJUAeg/s1600-h/008ypg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwBfN60fOzI/AAAAAAAAAg0/G7KkLeJUAeg/s320/008ypg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Mania:&lt;/strong&gt; de me boicotar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Pecado capital:&lt;/strong&gt; gula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Melhor cheiro do mundo:&lt;/strong&gt; o cheiro certo pro momento certo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Se dinheiro não fosse problema, eu faria:&lt;/strong&gt; viveria sem ele&amp;nbsp;ou moraria em londres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Casos de infância:&lt;/strong&gt; eu falava pra todo mundo que eu era bruxa e que tinha poderes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Habilidade:&lt;/strong&gt; persuasão &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. O que eu não gosto de fazer:&lt;/strong&gt; qualquer coisa que me obriguem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Frase:&lt;/strong&gt; Você é eternamente responsável por tudo que cativas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Passeio para o corpo:&lt;/strong&gt; Ir a eventos de moda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Passeio para a alma:&lt;/strong&gt; participar de rituais xamanicos, ir a mosteiros e pisar na grama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwBhphM1pcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZoPtMhCjB20/s1600-h/amy+olhos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SwBhphM1pcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZoPtMhCjB20/s320/amy+olhos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6312043477317108646-6226229691292880170?l=temporadadefigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/feeds/6226229691292880170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312043477317108646&amp;postID=6226229691292880170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/6226229691292880170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/6226229691292880170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/2009/11/ontem-fiquei-no-cha-verde-e-tomei-1.html' title='O calor altera meu humor'/><author><name>Nome: Figo'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15962745311920852387</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/_fGS_FspMpho/SwBcvFIPIYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/b_FNuxrX5dE/s72-c/gatapassada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312043477317108646.post-2493874585481976705</id><published>2009-11-14T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T05:01:18.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God save the weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/Sv6ktWIsPmI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4Q5f0CYt7AA/s1600-h/fotochique.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/Sv6ktWIsPmI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4Q5f0CYt7AA/s320/fotochique.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Perdi um pouco mais que 2kg em 5 dias de dieta do leite.. mas ai tive problemas fúteis&amp;nbsp;(agradar a minha mãe) e tive q interromper.. ai foi o fim da goiabada.&lt;br /&gt;Começando agora uma dieta líquida de no máx 350cals, vou tentar fazer um NF de 24h primeiro pq axo q hj não vai rolar exercício nenhum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/Sv6nSABSivI/AAAAAAAAAgc/K-4qeWUsFk0/s1600-h/marinadias3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/Sv6nSABSivI/AAAAAAAAAgc/K-4qeWUsFk0/s320/marinadias3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/Sv6mRBEMQkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/BZZ5O2MDRGg/s1600-h/gemmaanim.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/Sv6mRBEMQkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/BZZ5O2MDRGg/s320/gemmaanim.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dessa vez já me precavi da minha mãe, e fiz um belo desenho que ilustra a minha &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;SEMANA DA DESINTOXICAÇÃO (começa hoje)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;e todas as regras.. preguei na geladeira e pedi pra ela não atrapalhar meu desenvolvimento espíritual, criei até um dia do silêncio no meio da semana pq assim eu me poupo de ter q responder se ela perguntar o q eu comi o dia inteiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;É isso! &amp;nbsp;força grrrls.. e bom findi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6312043477317108646-2493874585481976705?l=temporadadefigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2493874585481976705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312043477317108646&amp;postID=2493874585481976705&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/2493874585481976705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/2493874585481976705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-save-weekend.html' title='God save the weekend!'/><author><name>Nome: Figo'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15962745311920852387</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/_fGS_FspMpho/Sv6ktWIsPmI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4Q5f0CYt7AA/s72-c/fotochique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312043477317108646.post-2119779727003860938</id><published>2009-11-08T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:04:10.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem tempo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SvdACXkz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/QeYGzyCTnwo/s1600-h/9867c47a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SvdACXkz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/QeYGzyCTnwo/s320/9867c47a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meu estômago dói de tanta fome... faz 4 dias que tô vivendo de leite, café e chá.. e não ta fácil. Em casa é super difícil conseguir fumar, que é minha técnica pra não atacar a barra de 800g de chocolate hershey’s que tem aqui, além disso tenho tonturas monstruosas que chego a cogitar a hipótese de correr comer mas ai baixa a Amy Thinspohouse e I said no, no, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha mãe ta engolindo de boa.. pq ela me vê quase 24h na cozinha fazendo zilhões de receitas pra ela.. masoquismo? NÃO!! &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;DESESPERO&lt;/span&gt;.. Espero me pesar amanhã.. e temo, apesar de não ter nunca ultrapassado as 500 cals eu não tenho feito exercícios... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SvdAPbZtnuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-bPRzbrxfjc/s1600-h/82174_scan0043_123_928lo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SvdAPbZtnuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-bPRzbrxfjc/s320/82174_scan0043_123_928lo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Força pra todas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6312043477317108646-2119779727003860938?l=temporadadefigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/feeds/2119779727003860938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312043477317108646&amp;postID=2119779727003860938&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/2119779727003860938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/2119779727003860938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/2009/11/sem-tempo.html' title='Sem tempo!'/><author><name>Nome: Figo'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15962745311920852387</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/_fGS_FspMpho/SvdACXkz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/QeYGzyCTnwo/s72-c/9867c47a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312043477317108646.post-4547580902654018719</id><published>2009-10-22T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:59:19.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh minha doce vida Social</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SuCp_m2c-JI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rC5m_sOHei0/s1600-h/lara-stone-008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SuCp_m2c-JI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rC5m_sOHei0/s320/lara-stone-008.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;3° dia de dieta e resolvi me pesar... estava com 62kg se tirasse a calça jeans.. uns 61,7kg ou seja.. foram se quase 3kg!!! Nesse momento, eu me aplaudi.&lt;br /&gt;Aí linda e loira, ontem fui a uma festa de pessoas muito alternativas e vi meus esforços escorrendo pelo ralo ao atravessar a cortina de fumaça branca e densa.&lt;br /&gt;Bebi destemidamente e quando o maço de cigarros ja não estava mais dando conta, Marley me fez querer entrar no clima.. e fumei, fumei com dedicação.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo muito bom, tudo muito lindo.. a larica veio e eu firme e forte em não me entregar a esse desejo satânico.&lt;br /&gt;Horas depois, quando esse desejo ja estava dormente..voltei pra casa do meu amigo.. E eu comi.&lt;br /&gt;Comi depois de um NF de 12h, comi como se fizesse a primeira e ultima refeição em 20 anos.&lt;br /&gt;E eu não miei. Não pude, o unico banheiro q ninguém notaria não tinha luz.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acordei ás 16h achando que era 13h e fui correndo na farmácia, de legging pq estava com medo..&lt;br /&gt;e me vi com 63kg. Um pouco menos talvez.. Mas engordei pelo menos 1kg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SuCqK-4J1dI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jdRiuij6yjw/s1600-h/orig-96878.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/SuCqK-4J1dI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jdRiuij6yjw/s320/orig-96878.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(pausa funebre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Estou em NF ha 12h30... e hoje tem uma festa.. 5 vezes maior da que eu fui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;Prometo pra mim... que ficarei só nos destilados e cigarros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ana e taba não combinam... Jamais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Força girls.. pois ainda temos um final de semana pela frente.. e eu temo ser muito junk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6312043477317108646-4547580902654018719?l=temporadadefigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/feeds/4547580902654018719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312043477317108646&amp;postID=4547580902654018719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/4547580902654018719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/4547580902654018719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahhh-minha-doce-vida-social.html' title='Ahhh minha doce vida Social'/><author><name>Nome: Figo'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15962745311920852387</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/_fGS_FspMpho/SuCp_m2c-JI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rC5m_sOHei0/s72-c/lara-stone-008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312043477317108646.post-5160476231957942467</id><published>2009-10-18T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:39:41.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E esse calor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/Stts7Y09DaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/cScswSb2bq8/s1600-h/51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/Stts7Y09DaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/cScswSb2bq8/s320/51.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Parece futil, mas não é.. chega o calor e não tem como se esconder em roupas. To indo passar uns dias na rep. do meu amigo.. e vai rolar uma festa na piscina.. Olhei para o espelho e disse: NÃO TENHO CORPO PRA TER VIDA SOCIAL. Não é uma questão de auto-estima.. porque quem se acha lindo e é gordo não tem vergonha na cara! Enfim.. estou entrando numa dieta emergencial.. 7, 5, 3, 1, 3, 1&amp;nbsp;Dieta das cals ímpares.. já fiz e deu certo, em 6 dias perdi 4 quilos e na maior vida sedentária,&amp;nbsp;mas vou tentar fazer exercício essa semana por que a festa é no penultimo dia da dieta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIETA ÍMPAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;1dia: 700 cals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;2dia: 500 cals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;3dia: 300 cals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;4dia: 100 cals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;5dia: 300 cals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;6dia: 100 cals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eu tomava 1 xíc. de chá verde&amp;nbsp;quente de manhã e outra a tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;versão 2.0: Fazer ao menos 30min de exercícios, tomar 2L de água, tentarei comer o mínimo de carbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/StttHGeU17I/AAAAAAAAAZo/JXM3MtATaHw/s1600-h/barriga+reta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/StttHGeU17I/AAAAAAAAAZo/JXM3MtATaHw/s320/barriga+reta.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ainda não me pesei.. tenho medo de me jogar na frente de um ônibus quando ver os números na balança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ontei enchi a cara num pub.. e 4 pessoas me disseram que eu era parecida com a Lilly Allen (certeza q na época gorda dela =/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;É isso.. muita força pra todas e que amanhã a gente esteja um passo mais próximo de nossa meta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bzos Chicas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6312043477317108646-5160476231957942467?l=temporadadefigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/feeds/5160476231957942467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312043477317108646&amp;postID=5160476231957942467&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/5160476231957942467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/5160476231957942467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/2009/10/parece-futil-mas-nao-e.html' title='E esse calor?'/><author><name>Nome: Figo'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15962745311920852387</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/Stts7Y09DaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/cScswSb2bq8/s72-c/51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312043477317108646.post-3279477311242885695</id><published>2009-10-17T00:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:33:30.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>duvida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/StlwSuXylXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SMUH_Y8R224/s1600-h/301228_119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/StlwSuXylXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SMUH_Y8R224/s320/301228_119.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meu nome é Figo, tenho 20 anos e sou de São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui estou.. daqui nunca sai, sou bulimica há 7 anos e odeio isso.. gosto mais quando sou mais controlada.&lt;br /&gt;Estou gorda, depois que voltei a morar com minha mãe engordei 10kg. Isso me assombra. As vezes acho que deixei isso contecer para provoca-la. O minimo que pesei foi 48. Minha meta utopica é 45.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje me encontro com 64kg.. mas faz eras que não me peso. Ando compulsiva e onde moro não há balanças.. &lt;br /&gt;Não queria mais voltar aqui.. há uns 3anos na epoca que aquela modelo morreu fui ameaçada e meu blog foi parar em alguns jornais. Essa é a minha história, torta e desregrada.. mas talvez essa historia não seja só minha.. essa é a historia de quem sempre buscou a perfeição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecei meu NF: 0h21&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6312043477317108646-3279477311242885695?l=temporadadefigos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/feeds/3279477311242885695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6312043477317108646&amp;postID=3279477311242885695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/3279477311242885695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6312043477317108646/posts/default/3279477311242885695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporadadefigos.blogspot.com/2009/10/duvida.html' title='duvida.'/><author><name>Nome: Figo'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15962745311920852387</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGS_FspMpho/StlwSuXylXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SMUH_Y8R224/s72-c/301228_119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
