<?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-6566351486468052942</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:31:05.153Z</updated><title type='text'>Malveira - UK</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-5352108473840460721</id><published>2008-11-17T19:38:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:32:12.557Z</updated><title type='text'>1 Ano de Inglaterra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nossa 1 ano se passou, muitas coisas aconteram, vi pessoas chegarem, pessoas irem embora, pessoas morrendo, pessoas nascendo...&lt;br /&gt;Foi um ano de muitas lutas, mas muitos aprendizados, que levarei pra toda minha vida, erros que cometi, mas aprendi, caminhos que trilhei, decisoes que tomei, mas aprendi.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que Deus esta com voce a todo momento, mas insitimos em dizer, sou forte e capaz.&lt;br /&gt;Foram momentos que achei, nossa agora estou conseguindo organizar a minha vida aqui, mas esqueci de lembrar que Deus estava no controle de tudo. Mas com tudo isso, sempre estaremos apredendo o que eh esperar em Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Esperar em Deus, nao e simplismente, dizer &lt;strong&gt;"Deus, vai que eh Tua"&lt;/strong&gt; e ficar sentado no sofa vendo a batalha, e ser mais um pretexto pra sua preguica, mas e ir a luta sabendo que Deus esta na frente, quebrando as barreiras, preparando lugares onde voce ira passar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei em Londres no dia 09 de novembro de 2007, senti muito frio, pq sai de Goiania es&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SSHUhy2WM3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/CLD5oMjffGY/s1600-h/ATgAAACeSDN7gp6vGkNb_6c-HW5BjzK96GVpco-OxyiiBFT55mSIm9v1ZLlT83dvH0MHjbed2eo71hYXw1uGWU8lvESTAJtU9VDcUxNkyi_u4fr2znGTXVENvzly_A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269726716050682738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SSHUhy2WM3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/CLD5oMjffGY/s200/ATgAAACeSDN7gp6vGkNb_6c-HW5BjzK96GVpco-OxyiiBFT55mSIm9v1ZLlT83dvH0MHjbed2eo71hYXw1uGWU8lvESTAJtU9VDcUxNkyi_u4fr2znGTXVENvzly_A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tava por volta de 34 graus, e quando cheguei aki, nada menos que 9 graus, pra piorar aquela famosa chuvinha de molhar BOBO, pois eh ela tava me molhando,e eu estava ficando com mais frio ainda.&lt;br /&gt;Nesse um ano, ja trabalhei limpando escola, vendendo lebracinha da cidade, ja acordei 4:00 da manha pra ir pro trabalho, ja trabalhei em restaurante como lavador de pratos, ajudante de cozinha, chefe de cozinha; ja trabalhei em um Cafe vendendo Pizza, ja trabalhei em um PUB como "Catador de copos" e no bar tambem...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho muitas historias pra contar, sendo elas tristes, Otimas e engracadas. Ja chorei, ja ri, ja pulei de emocao pelo que estava vivendo, sabendo que tudo isso estava cooperando para o meu amadurecimento.&lt;br /&gt;Vou parar por aqui, porque tenho muitas coisas pra contar, e eu acabo embaralhando essas historias.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, estou muito feliz, por tudo isso, sei que Deus esta comigo, e nele que existo e confio. Sou GRATO por tudo que vivi, por tudo que perdi, por tudo que conquistei, amigos que ganhei, pois sei que tudo foram providencia de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6566351486468052942-5352108473840460721?l=malveirauk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/5352108473840460721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6566351486468052942&amp;postID=5352108473840460721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/5352108473840460721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/5352108473840460721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-ano-de-inglaterra.html' title='1 Ano de Inglaterra'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SSHUhy2WM3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/CLD5oMjffGY/s72-c/ATgAAACeSDN7gp6vGkNb_6c-HW5BjzK96GVpco-OxyiiBFT55mSIm9v1ZLlT83dvH0MHjbed2eo71hYXw1uGWU8lvESTAJtU9VDcUxNkyi_u4fr2znGTXVENvzly_A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-6747457521633503480</id><published>2008-11-12T00:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:16:33.736Z</updated><title type='text'>11th november - Remembrance Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SRogElqdKvI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uneoJlSJ5T0/s1600-h/_42239258_poppy_blair_203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267557977364966130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SRogElqdKvI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uneoJlSJ5T0/s200/_42239258_poppy_blair_203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No dia 11 de novembro os ingleses, homenageiam aqueles que morreram na segunda guerra mundial, com um grande desfile e dois minutos de silencios as 11:00a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No meio de outubro os ingleses ja comecam a usar uma especie de flor na roupa, como se fosse um broche, essa flor e chamada de POPPY, e uma flor tipica dessa epoca do ano, eles usam em memoria dos falecidos, as organizacoes de caridades da inglaterra, pedem ajudas em trocas dessas POPPY'S, sendo destinadas as familias que foram afetadas, aos antigos soldados tbm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SRogOF9QQUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/s7w1e-t_5vc/s1600-h/Westminsterabbeypoppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267558140652568898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SRogOF9QQUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/s7w1e-t_5vc/s200/Westminsterabbeypoppies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Eu tenho uma dessas tambem. rsrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks&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/6566351486468052942-6747457521633503480?l=malveirauk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/6747457521633503480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6566351486468052942&amp;postID=6747457521633503480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/6747457521633503480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/6747457521633503480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/2008/11/11th-november-remembrance-day.html' title='11th november - Remembrance Day'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SRogElqdKvI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uneoJlSJ5T0/s72-c/_42239258_poppy_blair_203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-4953750702233530210</id><published>2008-11-11T23:46:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:59:23.950Z</updated><title type='text'>5th November</title><content type='html'>No dia 5 de novembro acontece uma grande queima de fogos de artificio, conchecido como BONFIRE NIGHT, e nunca soube afundo o porque, entao comecei a perguntar pra algumas pessoas, pesquisando tbm, entao vou escrever um pouco da historia, segue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonfire Night é uma celebração inglesa, comemorada anualmente na noite de 5 de Novembro. Não é feriado mas celebra a Conspiração da Pólvora (Gunpowder Plot) ocorrido em 5 de Novembro de 1605, em que um grupo de católicos conspirou contra o rei Jaime I (protestante). A conspiração pretendia mandar pelos ares (com uma potente explosão de pólv&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SRobyggrENI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aIlJ5Mq9__E/s1600-h/499px-PortraitOfGuyFawkes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267553268697600210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SRobyggrENI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aIlJ5Mq9__E/s200/499px-PortraitOfGuyFawkes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ora) o Parlamento e o rei, no dia da abertura parlamentar. O activista deste plano foi um soldado ou mercenário recentemente regressado da guerra, e que dava pelo nome de Guy Fawkes (foto). A conspiração foi descoberta e os conjurados presos, torturados e condenados à morte.&lt;br /&gt;A partir deste mesmo dia, o povo de Londrino imediatamente celebrou o acontecimento em louvour do seu rei e, desde entao, todos os anos, acontecem anualmente estas celebrações.&lt;br /&gt;As comemorações andam à roda do uso de fogos de artifício e de grandes fogueiras (bonfires). Há também o costume das crianças pedirem “a penny for Guy” para comprarem fogo de artificio, mas como actualmente é proibido as crianças comprarem e usarem esse material o dinheiro, presumo, deve ser para doçuras. Também costumam, em certas regiões, queimar um espantalho que simboliza Guy Fawkes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh isso ae, um pouquinho de conhecimento da cultura inglesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6566351486468052942-4953750702233530210?l=malveirauk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/4953750702233530210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6566351486468052942&amp;postID=4953750702233530210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/4953750702233530210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/4953750702233530210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/2008/11/5th-of-november.html' title='5th November'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SRobyggrENI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aIlJ5Mq9__E/s72-c/499px-PortraitOfGuyFawkes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-3878859187432533055</id><published>2008-10-16T16:01:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:48:00.739+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim de semana!!! Otimo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SPd9XsEzfRI/AAAAAAAAAII/bpG3WRYGAGc/s1600-h/ATgAAAB5kr3hn9NNmQ450Aokz-Xfxq7ynslvKBlbJVHnL0Tw7TQEEbqjCAiK3gfvbh8i0DGWpf4Cys6018VDuRz814f8AJtU9VDhpGQ00PGPVznYmOZeNBo2KobtmQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257808935900118290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SPd9XsEzfRI/AAAAAAAAAII/bpG3WRYGAGc/s200/ATgAAAB5kr3hn9NNmQ450Aokz-Xfxq7ynslvKBlbJVHnL0Tw7TQEEbqjCAiK3gfvbh8i0DGWpf4Cys6018VDuRz814f8AJtU9VDhpGQ00PGPVznYmOZeNBo2KobtmQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meu fim de semana foi muito bom, corrido, mas muito proveitoso. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabado, trabalhei normal, em minha rotina semanal, e no domingo acordei cedinho e fui pra Londres, participar do enceramento Da Hillsong Conference Europe, pois nao pude ir em todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei em Londres por volta de 09:45am, tomei um cafezinho na rua e fui pra igreja, pra pegar o primeiro culto que comeca as 10:45am, cheguei la encontrei alguns amigos, coonversamos, e como sempre me sinto muito bem la na igreja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SPd3X1XOTcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ci32SgVR2jQ/s1600-h/100_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257802341323525570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SPd3X1XOTcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ci32SgVR2jQ/s200/100_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comecou o culto, a equipe de louvor entra, com a direcao de Reuben Morgan (Integrante da Hillsong Music Australian), muito com musicas muito bonitas, depois veio a pregracao, o pregador foi Pr. Casey Tray (U.S.A) ele eh bem conceituado, so tinha visto ele na TV, mas anyway, a pregacao dele foi otima, ele pregou sobre Mentalidade Espiritual, muito proveitosa, pude aprender muito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O PRimeiro culto acabou, fui encontrar minha prima, e depois voltei pra Igreja pra assistir &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SPd6yDurXAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pNHPwnZvKaU/s1600-h/ATgAAADceoGaToRDvIMtHrttepSPqILRsK5N5GnXIO6G1xihKLll4YsDLTL1pU5y-f8TUAgccHfehCA7JPUnQMjmCh6mAJtU9VBznsCF5yELjU2xGLvIVkBdVlDx4A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257806090391477250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SPd6yDurXAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pNHPwnZvKaU/s200/ATgAAADceoGaToRDvIMtHrttepSPqILRsK5N5GnXIO6G1xihKLll4YsDLTL1pU5y-f8TUAgccHfehCA7JPUnQMjmCh6mAJtU9VBznsCF5yELjU2xGLvIVkBdVlDx4A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o segundo culto, a equipe de louvor dessa vez foi dirigida pelo Joel Houston, (Vocalista da Hillsong United), nooooooo, foi muito bom, primeira vez que vejo ele tocando, tocou minha musica preferida atualmente que eh WITH EVERITING, e o pregador foi o Pr Joseph Prince, pregou muito tambem, ele falou sobre graca, arca da alianca... Aprendi bastante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terminou o culto fomos pro ALL BAR ONE, onde a galera da igreja se reuni depois dos cultos, foi muito bom, reencontrei muita gente, ai olhei pro relogio, e a hora de ir embora tava chegando, despedi do pessoal, mas sabe quando vc se despedi querendo ficar, pois eh mesmo assim tive que ir pra estacao pegar o metro pra viajar de volta pra minha cidade.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257808946974058514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SPd9YVVCaBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zKdq3yzoR6g/s200/ATgAAACBsZVUoY4YK4lxmxirqPlKiG6heSGdPBQUgqtpwBWXVf1eMi1WPUGf1AGZiz3YLJ0Yvu-E1Z_XQBKCHT1tS4NOAJtU9VDiUXZpOfBCVEwL2AEV0DxSBjRb0Q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mas Deus sabe todas as Coisas, tudo o que se passa no meu coracao, e tenho certeza, que o que ele tem guardado pra mim eh perfeito, estou orando pra Deus me direcionar e tomar as decisoes certas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obrigado Senhor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orem por mim tbm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obrigado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fkm com Deus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6566351486468052942-3878859187432533055?l=malveirauk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/3878859187432533055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6566351486468052942&amp;postID=3878859187432533055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/3878859187432533055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/3878859187432533055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/2008/10/fim-de-semana-otimo.html' title='Fim de semana!!! Otimo'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SPd9XsEzfRI/AAAAAAAAAII/bpG3WRYGAGc/s72-c/ATgAAAB5kr3hn9NNmQ450Aokz-Xfxq7ynslvKBlbJVHnL0Tw7TQEEbqjCAiK3gfvbh8i0DGWpf4Cys6018VDuRz814f8AJtU9VDhpGQ00PGPVznYmOZeNBo2KobtmQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-7957110622851744347</id><published>2008-10-07T12:44:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:19:28.797+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Notebook or LapTop...</title><content type='html'>A minha professora ja havia ensinado na sala de aula que Notebook significa caderno, mas o rapazinho aki parece que esquece rapidimmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois eh foi assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu colega me ligou pra ver se eu podia ajuda-lo a encontrar um curso de ingles pra ele, entao combinamos de se encontrar no centro da cidade, ate ai de boa ... Entao disse a ele: "Aproveitando que nos estamos aki, preciso pesquis&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SOtS_ZsnEYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kUM7VmMu8AE/s1600-h/dv900t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254384639441047938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SOtS_ZsnEYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kUM7VmMu8AE/s200/dv900t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ar um preco de um Notebook (Na verdade era um LapTop) pra mim", entao fomos andando ai derrepente encontrei um outro amigo meu, e ele eh ingles, ele me perguntou, "E ai o que ta fazendo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Estou pesquisando precos de um Notebook pra mim..." respondi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E ai ja achou? Se nao eu sei onde tem Notebooks bons e baratos" meu amigo respondeu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa fiquei muito feliz, ai perguntei, "onde?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Voce pode ir la na Borders ou na WMSmith, la voce encontra, baratim..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ai pensei, uai, essas duas lojas sao livrarias, sera? Ah vamos la talvez tenha ne, ele mora aqui desde que nasceu entao ele sabe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai fui la na loja, com esse outro amigo meu o brasileiro, entramos na loja, olhamos tudo, subimos no primeiro andar e nada de encontrar os notbooks, ai eu falei "Vamos embora, aqui num tem,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai meu colega "nao, vamos ali perguntar, pergunta ai pq eu num sei falar nada..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui la, perguntei "OI, tudo bem? Estou procurando um notebook pra mim"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok, me acompanhe que vou te mostrar" o Vendedor falou, nossa ai fiquei doidimmmmmmm, noooooooo agora vo ver as maquinas baratassssss, estava chegando perto dos noteebooks , ele disse "aki. pronto pode escolher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai olhei, era cadernosssssss de todos os tiposs, anemmmmmmmm, ai so restou dizer obrigado pro vendedor, me&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SOtS_UOgVyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RIM0EJTSM9M/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254384637972600610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SOtS_UOgVyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RIM0EJTSM9M/s200/Snapshot_20081007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u colega perguntou, "Uai, cade os notebooks, parece que o vendedor ta zuando contigo ele te mostrou cadernos..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai foi minha vez de explicar pro meu colega o que era notebook e a minha rata tbmmmmmmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa, eu sai da loja e fiquei rindo demais de mim mesmo, porque fiquei muito animadoooo.. kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E isso ai, viver fora do seu pais, em um pais que fala outra ligua diferente da sua, e vc nao tem dominio da lingua, pode acontecer isso mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas que foi engracado foi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas resumindo, depois comprei meu LAPTOP, e aprendi a licao, e depois comprei um notebook pra mim tbmmmmmmm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fkm com Deus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6566351486468052942-7957110622851744347?l=malveirauk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/7957110622851744347/comments/default' title='Post 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href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/4830173538978407315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6566351486468052942&amp;postID=4830173538978407315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/4830173538978407315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/4830173538978407315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/2008/06/monges-tibetanos.html' title='Monges Tibetanos'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-1755881998835213665</id><published>2008-06-05T16:20:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T16:43:30.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MudanÇa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pra quem nao sabe, estou vivendo em Bournemouth na Inglaterra, Voce nao foi pra Londres? Sim, vou contar aqui o motivo da minha mudanÇa, as correrias e tudo mais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meu principal motivo de estar na Inglaterra hoje, e para o aprendizado do ingles, e depois quem sabe fazer outro curso por aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estava morando em Londres ja tinha 5 meses, estava "Estudando" e trabalhando, na minha escola eu nao estava aprendendo nada, estava matando muita aula, pois sinceramente nao tinha vontade de ir, e tambem preguiÇa ajudava. Mas resumindo eu nao estava aprendendo nada de ingles, morava com brasileiros, trabalhava com espanhois, estudava com brasileiros, estao ingles que e bom, NADA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ai um dia meu primo (Nem conhecia...), ele me ligou, e conversamos, falei sobre Londres, sobre o que estava passando la, ai ele disse: "Se eu conseguir um emprego pra ti, voce vem pra ca? Aqui tem escola melhores pra voce." Nossa ai no desespero disse que SIM. Depois que desliguei, comecei a pensar no que iria fazer, colacar na balanÇa os pontos fracos e fortes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Realmente, eu nao estava vivendo um bom momento la em Londres, nossa no meu trabalho, era uma humilhaÇao, alias disso estava recebendo pouco pelo tanto que eu trabalhava ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nossa, teve um dia la no trabalho, que vou ser sincero pra voces, FOI O PIOR MOMENTO DA MINHA VIDA... Cheguei em casa, acabado emocionalmente, eu so queria uma coisa SUMIR... Ai comecei a orar, e pedindo pra Deus outra oportunidade de emprego pra mim, pois nao conseguia mais trabalhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Entao se passou dois dias que estava correndo atras de outro emprego, recebo uma ligacao, lembro bem, estava no meu intervalo la no restaurante, estava junto com o meu chefe, ai meu primo me liga, e diz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Ja consegui um trabalho pra ti, e ai voce vem?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nossa confesso pra voces, que tremi todinho rsr... Mas ai respondi "Vou pensar (ORAR) e te ligo amanha." Nossa cheguei em casa, comecei a orar, e disse pra Deus, me confirmar atraves dos meus Pais, pq foi tambem atraves deles que Deus me confirmou pra vim ca, entao conversei com meu pai e minha mae e os dois disseram que seria uma boa pra mim. Isso foi numa terca- Feira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Entao na quinta feira, viajei pra conhecer a cidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEgZiAmfkOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AhyLD1aZq48/s1600-h/ATgAAAA3weWS5WJqzLgFoDKzHLyAP-NUHwBfmALY3TBKOpp_mA4Esm8I4Ncqcup_eQcWHsjwjFc13eyi1Qt3sFoNqB8vAJtU9VD44TUO8h3KBgoZv3aoQuX9nVH4fQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208441041121677538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEgZiAmfkOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AhyLD1aZq48/s200/ATgAAAA3weWS5WJqzLgFoDKzHLyAP-NUHwBfmALY3TBKOpp_mA4Esm8I4Ncqcup_eQcWHsjwjFc13eyi1Qt3sFoNqB8vAJtU9VD44TUO8h3KBgoZv3aoQuX9nVH4fQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gostei demais, muito bonita a cidade, litoral, encontrei uma escola legal pra mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ai conheci meu primo tambem, po, e uma otima pessoa (Obrigado!!), ai ele ja me levou la no trabalho, ja conversei com a mulher, e ja comecei no outro dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gracas a Deus estou bem aqui, a escola que estou indo, num tem nem compraÇao com a outra que estava estudando, estou aprendendo muito &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEgaPRNAD0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/RIua7EqUxbs/s1600-h/ATgAAACocpqHwuL2JOj1Uv5Bg4LD_7BHIruGb3cl7rC7aH53wkHsTQtTM3S_xXMaTFsYBdZ7b4qddXy0hfYjeIbs6ceeAJtU9VBspcYbHLKg9uIPXBQxHruS6ZGHGQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208441818672271170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEgaPRNAD0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/RIua7EqUxbs/s200/ATgAAACocpqHwuL2JOj1Uv5Bg4LD_7BHIruGb3cl7rC7aH53wkHsTQtTM3S_xXMaTFsYBdZ7b4qddXy0hfYjeIbs6ceeAJtU9VBspcYbHLKg9uIPXBQxHruS6ZGHGQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aqui, estou trabalhando poucos dias, mas estou correndo atraz de mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vou escrevendo devagarinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ate a proxima&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEgZiAmfkOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AhyLD1aZq48/s72-c/ATgAAAA3weWS5WJqzLgFoDKzHLyAP-NUHwBfmALY3TBKOpp_mA4Esm8I4Ncqcup_eQcWHsjwjFc13eyi1Qt3sFoNqB8vAJtU9VD44TUO8h3KBgoZv3aoQuX9nVH4fQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-4092941498295836036</id><published>2008-06-02T22:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:06:47.618+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseado em Que?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fe59f038b46f821a" 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-7556879703117027093</id><published>2008-05-31T11:27:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T12:17:32.878+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Dia!!</title><content type='html'>Estava aqui pensando o que escrever, mas vou tentar contar um pouco como foi ontem, um pouco engracado... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Acordei tranquilo, fui pra escola, foi uma aula legal, consegui entender as explicacoes, a Professora disse que segunda tem um pequeno teste...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Terminou a aula, entao fui direto para o banco, fui pagar uma conta que meu primo pediu, la fui eu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEExS-7f2VI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EfaQ7ZOsbNY/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206496846416959826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEExS-7f2VI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EfaQ7ZOsbNY/s200/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando sai do banco, olhei pra praca tinha uma fila, ai comecei a me perguntar que isso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uhm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vo la ve (rsrsrs). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nossa, quando cheguei la, pra minha surpresa (alegria), eles estavam distribuindo crepes de gracaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;Po Demoro, entrei na fila, nossa gostoso demais o crepe, ai pensei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pego outro? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEExJe7f2UI/AAAAAAAAAFA/R-5PU3f-TPo/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206496683208202562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEExJe7f2UI/AAAAAAAAAFA/R-5PU3f-TPo/s200/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pensei ... Pensei ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Logico... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;La foi o Brasileirim la pra fila denovo srsrs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois li no banner la, se tratava da maior empresa de crepes da Inglaterra, estava ali comemorando seu 50 anos de atividade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ingleses fazem aniversario, eu que ganho o presente (crepesss!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cheguei em casa, so pra voces entenderem uma coisa, vo contar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ainda eu nao tenho a minha chave de casa, entao a chave da cozinha, fica guardada no lado de fora, nem adianta pensar... Que nao eh debaixo do tapete, nem no vazinho de Planta ... Mas ta la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Entao, cheguei em casa, a porta da sala tava destrancada, entao entrei e nem peguei minha chave, ai ta, fiz almoco pra mim, ai meu colega me grita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- FAlo Rodrigo, to indo nessa, vo trabalhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Blz, vai com Deus, bom trabalho... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois de meia hora, veio na minha mente. "Sera que ele trancou a porta?", "Se trancou, to ferrado, porque tenho que ir trabalhar as 9pm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ai comecou a correria, desci fui checar la na porta, tava trancada...kkk nossa ai fui em todas a janelas pra ver se tinha como sair por ela pra ir trabalhar, mas nao tinha ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ai liguei pro meu primo, peguntei que horas que ele saia do trabalho, pra ele abrir a porta pra mim, ele saia so as 8:30pm, entao ate ele chegar aki em ksa gasta uns 20min, mas por sorte, o transito tava engarrafado, entao ele atrazou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Resumindo, cheguei atrasado no trabalho, devido a isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nossa, so quem ja chegou atrasado um dia sabe, EH MUITO RUIM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Voce fica com a consciencia pesada, se olha um conversando e olhando pra vc, ja pensa, estao falando que eu cheguei atrasado, eh muito ruim mesmoooooooo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas foi de boa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Licao:&lt;/strong&gt; Entre sempre pela porta da cozinha, porque assim, tera que pegar a chave que esta escondia (nao e debaixo do tapete rsrs). Nao chegue mas atrasado no trabalho... kkk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ate a proxima&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/6566351486468052942-7556879703117027093?l=malveirauk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/7556879703117027093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6566351486468052942&amp;postID=7556879703117027093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/7556879703117027093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/7556879703117027093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/2008/05/estava-aqui-pensando-o-que-escrever-mas.html' title='Que Dia!!'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SEExS-7f2VI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EfaQ7ZOsbNY/s72-c/DSC00038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-8285582379072298559</id><published>2008-05-29T17:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:02:31.775+01:00</updated><title type='text'>20 de Maio!</title><content type='html'>E ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao foi nada facil passar o primeiro aniversario longe da minha familia, amigos ...&lt;br /&gt;No sabado (17/05) estava meio mal, pensando na minha familia. Lembro que cheguei no trabalho as 09p.m, estava ate bem, brincando com todos e tal... Nao sei o que aconteceu, mas foi me dando uma tristeza, uma saudade, sentindo muita falta do que tinha no Brasil, entao fiquei bem tristes, ai meus colegas de trabalhos (coreanos), me perguntavam, o que esta acontecendo? Nunca te vimos triste aqui, ne? E respondia, nao estou bem...&lt;br /&gt;Sai do trabalho fui direto pra praia as 00:45a.m, comecei a me perguntar, o que estava fazendo? comecei a orar, a cantar e chorar... Deus foi falando "Estou contigo, Filho."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No outro dia estava melhor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda ... (Sem comentarios)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou Terca ( dia 20/05), acordei muito bem, um dia maravilhoso, nao estava frio...&lt;br /&gt;Fui pra escola, cheguei cedo. Ai veio logo um amigo meu Coreano tbm (kk) e disse: Happy Birthday!! Caraca... Meu primeiro parabens, e eh em Ingles ainda. Ganhei ate um presente dele - Um chaveirinho Tradicional Da Korea.&lt;br /&gt;Fui chegando em casa a noite, entrei na net pra falar com a familia, po tive uma surpresa.&lt;br /&gt;Minha querida familia, fez uma festinha la em casa, com Bolo e Guarana (so faltava EU), cantaram parabens pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa, foi o maior presente que recebi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo Familia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate a Proxima!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6566351486468052942-8285582379072298559?l=malveirauk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/8285582379072298559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6566351486468052942&amp;postID=8285582379072298559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/8285582379072298559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/8285582379072298559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/2008/05/20-de-maio.html' title='20 de Maio!'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-495555859025505853</id><published>2008-05-28T17:20:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:41:20.037+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SD2Kou7f2NI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8UPnkN2XJ0E/s1600-h/interrogacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205469176707143890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="223" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SD2Kou7f2NI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8UPnkN2XJ0E/s320/interrogacao.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sempre tive a vontade de um dia poder morar e estudar em outro pais, e foram varias ideias de lugares, ja pensei em ir para o Canada, Nova Zelandia, Inglaterra e Australia...&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre achei esse sonho um pouco longe da realidade, mas nunca dexei de pesquisei sobre escolas nesses paises, ja mandei curriculo, historico escolar pra escolas, ja frequentei feiras de intercambios...&lt;br /&gt;Um certo dia, me lembro, tinha uns 17 anos, disse para o meu pai, que iria juntar dinheiro pra tirar meu passaporte, porque queria estudar fora do pais, ai ele me disse , “tira essa ideia da sua cabeca agora, voce tem que se preocupar em terminar seus estudos aqui, outra, vc so tem 17 anos entao nao sabe nem se virar sozinho”...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, era meu sonho, por um tempo eu realmente esqueci disso, terminei o segundo grau, entrei na faculdade, terminei a faculdade tambem.&lt;br /&gt;Quando faltava uns dois meses pra chegar ao fim da faculdade, meu professor deu um recado na classe assim: “Alunos, saiu um edital do Consulado Canadense pra Imigracao permanete para Quebec, quem se interesar me procure que passo mais detalhes.” Nossa, ja fiquei na cola dele. Qnd cheguei em casa, ja fui direto na internet, pesquisar no site que ele me passou, entao fiz minha inscricao, fiz um teste passei, fui chamado para uma entrevista em Brasilia, so um detalhe, EU NAO FUI!! Tive que trabalhar no dia, nao consegui liberacao no meu emprego.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei meio triste, mas um dia comecei a pensar muito na Inglaterra, comecei a pesquisar e orar, enfim decidi. VOU PRA INGLATERRA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Comecava outra novela, pois tinha a parte mais importante, que era falar com meus pais, pq eles tinha que estar de acordo, pra me sentir paz e comecar a mexer os papeis.&lt;br /&gt;Um certo dia, estavamos saindo de casa, qnd entrei no carro olhei pro meu pai e pra minha mae e disse: “Ah, vou estudar na inglaterra!” ai ja fiquei com os olhos abertos esperando so os comentarios. Minha mae derrepende falou ”Acho uma otima ideia!!”&lt;br /&gt;Nossa ali naquele momento foi a confirmacao que era hora de comecar a se mover e comecar a ajeitar minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Dai veio minha decisao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate a proxima!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6566351486468052942-495555859025505853?l=malveirauk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/495555859025505853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6566351486468052942&amp;postID=495555859025505853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/495555859025505853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/495555859025505853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/2008/05/decisao.html' title='Decisao'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SD2Kou7f2NI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8UPnkN2XJ0E/s72-c/interrogacao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6566351486468052942.post-2539615690691606177</id><published>2008-05-27T20:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:22:26.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu Blog!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sejam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vindos&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nunca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;afim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;abrir&lt;/span&gt; um blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mim&lt;/span&gt;, mas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;acabei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pensando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ideia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;depois&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;uma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;conversa&lt;/span&gt; com um amigo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;meu&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;gosta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;escrever&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;abre&lt;/span&gt; um blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;pra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Fernando says:&lt;br /&gt;o blog é um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;diário&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;entende&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Malveira&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;vai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;escrevendo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;suas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;experiências&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;diárias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Malveira&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;boa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ideia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Entao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;pensei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;bem&lt;/span&gt;, e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;resolvi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;abri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;este&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;pra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;contar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;minhas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;experiencias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;aki&lt;/span&gt;, e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;desenvolver&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;tambem&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;habito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;escrever&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Como &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;ja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;disse&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;vou&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;relatar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;todo&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;meu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;processo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;decisao&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;aquisicao&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;visto, minha chegada, meus problemas, alegrias&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vcs vao notar, que esta faltando alguns acentos nas palavras (Rsrsrs), isso e por causa do formato do teclado, pois nao e igual ao do Brasil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;Abraco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;pra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;vcs&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6566351486468052942-2539615690691606177?l=malveirauk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/feeds/2539615690691606177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6566351486468052942&amp;postID=2539615690691606177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/2539615690691606177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6566351486468052942/posts/default/2539615690691606177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malveirauk.blogspot.com/2008/05/meu-blog.html' title='Meu Blog!!!'/><author><name>Rodrigo Malveira Matos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02113451395870724707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E2A3cVELce4/SDxR9e7f1_I/AAAAAAAAABU/Ez3A_gkrgDE/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
