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    <title>girlfrombrazil @ 2007-11-10T17:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-10T19:26:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-10T20:08:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*I am a doctor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, right now I am more of a veterinarian than a doctor. My baby just had 5 babies, and I haven't slept in 2 days. &lt;br /&gt;They are so small and look like bats... =) 4 boys and a little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/girlfrombrazil/DSC02538.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/girlfrombrazil/DSC02520.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/girlfrombrazil/DSC02536.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What am I going to do next?*&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. And I haven't thought much about it lately. I don't know. I was supposed to be studying, my first test (to see if I get into any resindence) is next week and I am pretty sure I won't pass. I'm probably going to start working as a family doctor. It pays well, I'll have time to study and I'll have all my weekends free of work. I hate night shifts. That I won't have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think about modeling. A lot. But life has been pretty crazy and so full of stuff that I haven't had the time to think about it. And to be on a diet, to work out, or anything I should be doing if I was serious about moving to Miami. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just want a job that pays well enough so I can travel a lot with my own money... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOve Life*&lt;br /&gt;I got back with the boyfriend. I know it was the wrong thing to do, but I didn't want to deal with a break up at this moment of my life. Graduation, not knowing what to do, probably moving don't know where next year. &lt;br /&gt;It's just that I like having someone around. Having company most of the time. And I decided I won't fight anymore, just because I don't really care. I'll let life goes its own way... And I'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago, I got a few text messages from that guy I met in february, when I went to Sao Paulo for a medical internship. We were together for just a couple of weeks, but I have never felt such strong feelings for someone I had just met. We were just perfect together. But then, I came back, he stayed there. I got a bf, he got a gf... And we talk, occasionally. &lt;br /&gt;He just graduated from med school too. And I left a message saying congratulations on orkut (kind of myspace that brazilians use a lot). His girlfriend left some rude message right after mine... So, I told him I still think of him, but I don't think we should talk anymore. He asked me to PLEASE NOT TO DO IT. THAT HE WILL NEVER STOP THINKING OF ME. THAT I SHOULD KNOW IT ALREADY. THAT I HAVE A RESERVED SPOT IN HIS HEART. AND THAT OUR TIME IS JUST NOT RIGHT NOW... &lt;br /&gt;He is not romantic. He never says things like that. &lt;br /&gt;I hate when the right guy is not the right one. Does that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Graduations pics* (new ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/girlfrombrazil/CIMG1065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/girlfrombrazil/CIMG1072.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/girlfrombrazil/CIMG1048.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/girlfrombrazil/CIMG1039.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v234/girlfrombrazil/CIMG1037.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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