<?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-2761184921898400734</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:41:28.266-03:00</updated><title type='text'>..::Tudo Numa Coisa Só::..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-4863330520053294507</id><published>2009-01-10T14:19:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:26:44.068-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu quero menos..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Menos roupa, menos cabeça quente..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Menos falta de tempo, menos resolver tudo por e-mail,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Menos distância..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah eu quero menos pra mim..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quer saber?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu desejo o mesmo pra você!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289702089434474050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SWjMBjhiJkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/B-ocFjkVb5s/s320/281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sumida dos dois blooogs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A outra dona desse blog também abandonou aqui.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo beeem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Logo logo ela volta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saudade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beijo. HeLô.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-4863330520053294507?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/4863330520053294507/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/eu-quero-menos.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/4863330520053294507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/4863330520053294507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2009/01/eu-quero-menos.html' title='Eu quero menos..'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SWjMBjhiJkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/B-ocFjkVb5s/s72-c/281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-3005964651472816471</id><published>2008-12-12T15:15:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:39:14.629-02:00</updated><title type='text'>... =) .!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SUKg0nQVO0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/hwhJmIeWmug/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278958538982767426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SUKg0nQVO0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/hwhJmIeWmug/s320/s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; \o/ Essa é a felicidade que pretendo ter ... \o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para muitos? Uma paranóia ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para outros? Uma determinação ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para mim? Um estado de espírito ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Boom final de semana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;e desculpe se ficou ruim de ler...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Beijos.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-3005964651472816471?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3005964651472816471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/3005964651472816471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/3005964651472816471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_12.html' title='... =) .!'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SUKg0nQVO0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/hwhJmIeWmug/s72-c/s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-6483521759940077833</id><published>2008-12-08T16:18:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:29:26.192-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/ST1lngk-MaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2Azi6raR0s8/s1600-h/1214232026909_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277486067782398370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/ST1lngk-MaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2Azi6raR0s8/s320/1214232026909_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;..:: &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s2&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;::..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;• &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Esta é você. De olhos fechados, chuva, nunca pensou em fazer algo assim.Você nunca se viu como... não sei como descreveria, como uma pessoa que gosta de olhar pra lua, ou que passa horas contemplando as ondas ou o pôr-do-sol. Deve saber. Deve saber de que tipo de pessoa estou falando, talvez não saiba. Seja como for, você gosta de ficar assim, lutando contra o frio...e sentindo a água penetrando por sua camiseta....e tocando sua pele e da sensação do chão ficando fofo debaixo dos seus pés. E do cheiro...e o som da chuva batendo nas folhas. De todas as coisas que estão nos livros que você não leu. Essa é você....quem teria imaginado...você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Confuso ? Não tanto quanto parece ... o segredo é sentir ... além de ler .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♪ &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Skank e Negra Li - Ainda Gosto Dela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[ ... hoje acordei sem lembrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;se vivi ou se sonhei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;você aqui neste lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;que ainda não deixei ... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Beijos ... ;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-6483521759940077833?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6483521759940077833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/6483521759940077833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/6483521759940077833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/ST1lngk-MaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2Azi6raR0s8/s72-c/1214232026909_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-3940306226742924865</id><published>2008-12-05T22:38:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:21:45.676-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Você conhece o relacionamento entre seus dois olhos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STnPXf32XsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vktTw2eIdPo/s1600-h/olhar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276476441040936642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STnPXf32XsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vktTw2eIdPo/s320/olhar.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STnOm68fOGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WjWuZV14--8/s1600-h/56.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eles:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Piscam juntos;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Se movem juntos;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Choram juntos;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Vêem coisas juntos e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Dormem juntos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Embora eles nunca vejam um ao outro..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exisssteeeem perfeitas amizades assim..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pena que são raras!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Post simples, mas dedico de coração à:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Narayana do Amaral;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Tayla Aravechia;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Talita Rocha;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Thiago Cardinali;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Darcio Dias;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Felipe Cavalcanti;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Davi Hugo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Gustavo Lucas;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- André Luis;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Letícia Bernardo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Bah Monteiro;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Paulo Cesar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obrigada à todos vocês por, mesmo longe, estarem perto de mim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276478725366407970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STnRcdpe4yI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qUdNGgbQJN8/s320/amigas(1).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♫...[Perto de Você - O Teatro Mágico]...♫&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♪...[Quando começar o frio, dentro de nós,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo em volta parece tão quieto,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo em volta não parece perto,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toda volta parece o mais certo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Certo é estar perto sem estar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perto de você..Sou tão perto de você]...♪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/2761184921898400734-3940306226742924865?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3940306226742924865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/voc-conhece-o-relacionamento-entre-seus.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/3940306226742924865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/3940306226742924865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/voc-conhece-o-relacionamento-entre-seus.html' title='Você conhece o relacionamento entre seus dois olhos?'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STnPXf32XsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vktTw2eIdPo/s72-c/olhar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-2435386240994657080</id><published>2008-12-02T14:32:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:20:08.638-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Selo - Prêmio Dardos</title><content type='html'>Fomos indicadas para receber o selo Prêmio Dardos. Esse selo não é um selo qualquer, existe toda uma simbologia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue a lenda que:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Com o Prêmio Dardos se reconhecem os valores que cada blogueiro emprega ao transmitir valores culturais, éticos, literários, pessoais, etc. que, em suma, demonstram sua criatividade através do pensamento vivo que está e permanece intacto entre suas letras, entre suas palavras. Esses selos foram criados com a intenção de promover a confraternização entre os blogueiros, uma forma de demonstrar carinho e reconhecimento por um trabalho que agregue valor à Web.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STVjUWXUg_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fn3QdgPaD0s/s1600-h/selo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275231739786331122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STVjUWXUg_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fn3QdgPaD0s/s320/selo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como não poderia ser diferente, este selo tem regrinhas e são elas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Exibir a imagem do selo;&lt;br /&gt;2) Linkar o blog pelo qual você recebeu a indicação;&lt;br /&gt;3) Escolher 15 (sim QUINZE) outros blogs a quem entregar o Prêmio Dardos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada Bruna [ Último Romance ] por ter nos indicado para receber o selo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E aqui está a lista dos nosso indicados:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1- Blog da Pê [http://blogdape.wordpress.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2- Max Psycho [http://maxpsycho.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3- Regganata's Weblog [http://regganata.wordpress.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4- Alfarrábio [http://chartapaciu-chartapaciu.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5- LaLa! [http://quemmederaaomenosumavez.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6- LaLa! [http://essenciamagica.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7- Luana H. [http://contoseconfissoes.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8- Blog do Maluco [http://blogdomaluco.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9- Calça Jeans e Havaianas [http://calcajeansehavaianas.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10- Simples e (quase) abstrato [http://simpleseabstrato.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11- Crazy Feeling [http://crazyfeeling.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12- A cidade das mulheres [http://acidadedasmulheres.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13 -Quem vai dizer Tchau? [http://robsalves.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14- Confissões Ácidas [http://confissoes-femininas.blogspot.com]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15- Mineirícia [http://mineiricia.blogpost.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos pessoas.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;By: Tata e HeLô.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-2435386240994657080?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/2435386240994657080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/selo-prmio-dardos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/2435386240994657080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/2435386240994657080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/12/selo-prmio-dardos.html' title='Selo - Prêmio Dardos'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STVjUWXUg_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fn3QdgPaD0s/s72-c/selo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-5308885238120619174</id><published>2008-11-28T13:49:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:39:52.689-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fazer o bem, sem olhar à quem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STAbQeULTNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cHdI3xaI_tE/s1600-h/friends4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273745133480398034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STAbQeULTNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cHdI3xaI_tE/s320/friends4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É engraçado como nos referimos aos animais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom..pra falar a verdade, também somos..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas diferenciados..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somos os &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;animais racionais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Poxa vida! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas que diferencial, hein?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Racionais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nossa, me senti até superior!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Que merda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A imagem abaixo mostra um cachorro tentando reanimar seu companheiro, após um suposto atropelamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[vide blog Max Psycho]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://maxpsycho.blogspot.com/2008/11/quanto-mais-conheo-as-pessoas-mais.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://maxpsycho.blogspot.com/2008/11/quanto-mais-conheo-as-pessoas-mais.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STAV7CprmxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DQWBDYkSD_k/s1600-h/amizade.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273739267719011090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STAV7CprmxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DQWBDYkSD_k/s320/amizade.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É interessante como nos diferenciamos deles..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Racionais e Irracionais&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acontece muito, e todos sabemos: Quando, normalmente, ocorre um atropelamento, um acidente nas estradas, muitos animais &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;RACIONAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; correm para ver a cara do acidentado, procuram carteiras, levam relógios.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poxaaa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nós somos os &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;RACIONAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mesmo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ter dó não é ajudar! Muito pelo contrário. É você ajudar a pessoa à ficar na merda!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Fazer o bem sem olhar à quem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interessante essa frase, não?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muitos pensam dez mil vezes antes de ajudar alguém numa tarefa tão 'boba'..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E não ajudam..&lt;br /&gt;Sabe porque?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque são irracionais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acho muito triste olhar à minha volta e ver a grande maioria se olhando de cima a baixo com um olhar de julgamento. Quem é você para julgar alguém que nem conhece? Que nunca viu? Que nunca trocou uma palavra se quer..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STAX79CMnWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/UPbrA4jB7UI/s1600-h/ratin.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273741482414349666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STAX79CMnWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/UPbrA4jB7UI/s320/ratin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom dia não dói, e alegra o seu dia e o da outra pessoa que você cumprimentou. E se ela não lhe correspondeu, não sinta-se triste, ou atingido, pelo menos a sua parte você fez.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pessoas que olham julgando os outros, são pessoas pobres de espírito, não tem respeito e nem amor consigo para assim ter com os outros.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essas são os que mais tem o que aprender na vida!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um comentário que vale fazer aqui..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na minha busca por essas imagens, encontrei imagens de cortar o coração..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procurei no google com o nome de 'amizade animais' e apareceeu vários animais diferentes trocando carinhos, etc. Como também, encontrei imagens de animais sendo torturados, encoleirados com cordas, mas o maior absurdo que encontrei foi a imagem de um homem transando com um cachorro, e na foto estava a frase 'Porque gostamos dos animais'. Acho ridículo uma pessoa que tira uma foto dessas, e mais idiota ainda é o imbecíl que publica por aí, axando engraçado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geeeente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Que tipo de animais somos nós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, achando graça de coisa séria? Ignorando os mal feitos aos nossos semelhantes..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que mundo a gente tá?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho tudo pra perder a esperança desse mundo melhorar, dessas pessoas começarem à crescer..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas sei que seu eu perder a esperança, muitos perderão..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque o que vai fazer com que isso mude, é a vontade que cada um tem dentro do coração de fazer mudar..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STAagAj-r3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/aTg1nk3_l4Q/s1600-h/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273744300859895666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STAagAj-r3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/aTg1nk3_l4Q/s320/dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; E eu sei que não sou a única!&lt;br /&gt;Busco sempre colocar um pinguinho de esperança no coração dos que conheço!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alguém será que compreende o significado da frase..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'Fazer o bem sem olhar à quem'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não é pra você ficar entregando todo seu dinheiro pra quem está precisando..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aliás, muitos hoje pensam só em dinheiro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que o dinheiro é tudo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas tem muito nego por aí cheio de grana, e vazio no coração!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fazer o bem, pode ser uma palavra que alguém esteja precisando na hora, É um abraço, É uma atenção especial..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São poucas coisas que fazem um coração ficar feliz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pense nisso!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vale a pena rever seus conceitos sobre sua espécie e suas atitudes..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenha um bom fim de semana!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;By: HeLô.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-5308885238120619174?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/5308885238120619174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/fazer-o-bem-sem-olhar-quem.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/5308885238120619174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/5308885238120619174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/fazer-o-bem-sem-olhar-quem.html' title='Fazer o bem, sem olhar à quem.'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STAbQeULTNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cHdI3xaI_tE/s72-c/friends4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-7946224597117936674</id><published>2008-11-24T10:28:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:45:14.824-02:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTA RÁPIDA</title><content type='html'>Para não passar despercebido ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábado, dia 22 de Novembro de 2008, eu e a HelôÔ completamos 1 mês de Tudoo Numa Coisa Só.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, eu sei, só se passou um mês e eu aqui comemorando ... mas entendam que mais do que um simples blog, o Tudo Numa Coisa Só simboliza uma espécie de "reencontro" de duas amigas que, apesar da distância 'gigantesca' em quilômetros, ainda permanecem juntas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\o/ ... Parabéns para o blog, parabéns para as loucas que constroem o blog e parabéns para todo mundo que já passou por aqui e, principalmente, para os que passaram e ficaram. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: musiquinha engraçada e divertida ::..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♪ Barry White - You Sexy Thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[ I believe in miracles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where are you from ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you sexy thing ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;By: TaTa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-7946224597117936674?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/7946224597117936674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/nota-rpida.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/7946224597117936674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/7946224597117936674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/nota-rpida.html' title='NOTA RÁPIDA'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-6350743658907753339</id><published>2008-11-24T02:41:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:48:13.718-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Faça, ao invés de ficar pensando.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSox0V06UEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TlFScVZkeDY/s1600-h/289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272081089072615490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSox0V06UEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TlFScVZkeDY/s320/289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pensar no aquecimento global, em lixo, em desmatamento é tão legal, quanto estar conscientizado e colaborar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É galera.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje vim inspirada à pedir para que cada um faça a sua parte!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É isso ae!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De que adianta termos consciência de todos esses problemas, nos 'preocuparmos' e ficarmos aqui, de braços cruzados olhando a merda ser feita.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vamo correr atrás né galera?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chega de ser esse povo que só sabe reclamar e se fazer de sofrido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brasileiro é foda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sou brasileira com orgulho, mas acho que tem muita gente que precisa evoluir mais..Ou as consequências serão piores!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A natureza ao ser agredida, ela não retribui à agressão, ela fica quieta, para depois se vingar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'O que me assusta não são os gritos dos maus. E sim o silêncio dos bons.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-6350743658907753339?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/6350743658907753339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/faa-ao-invs-de-ficar-pensando.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/6350743658907753339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/6350743658907753339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/faa-ao-invs-de-ficar-pensando.html' title='Faça, ao invés de ficar pensando.'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSox0V06UEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TlFScVZkeDY/s72-c/289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-8776866487172041966</id><published>2008-11-23T03:53:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:39:47.949-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É verdade..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muita gente acha que pra estar junto, as pessoas devem estar uma ao lado da outraa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id722"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas eu sou prova viva de que isso não é verdade!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id723"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho uma amiga que mora à km de distância de mim, ficamos meses, às vezes anos sem nos vermos, até rola aquele pensamento 'Ahh...se pá nem vai continuar a mesma coisa', mas com a mesma rapidez que esses pensamentos surgem, eles somem!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id724"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu namorado mora à km de distância.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id725"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amo demais..E sinto que é recíproco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id726"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho amores longe de mim, acredite, tudo dura o tempo que você lutar para que isso dure!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id727"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto você realmente quiser algo e lutar por ele, você terá..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id728"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuide beem do que é seu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id729"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id730"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id731"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271729856072667986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSjyX48IU1I/AAAAAAAAADk/NMK7vVhJkQ8/s320/pensa+em+mim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id718"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;[Não jogo minhas PALAVRAS AO VENTO * pense nisso!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id721"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;by:HeLô&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-8776866487172041966?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/8776866487172041966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/verdade.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/8776866487172041966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/8776866487172041966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/verdade.html' title='É verdade..'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSjyX48IU1I/AAAAAAAAADk/NMK7vVhJkQ8/s72-c/pensa+em+mim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-7556731753894053921</id><published>2008-11-18T09:52:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:56:38.529-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaha ...</title><content type='html'>Enfim encontramos a solução para todos os seus, os meus e os nossos problemas..!! \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paaai Anaaaaaarpio....xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSKs0NsgSHI/AAAAAAAAACs/u6P_DHmWcTM/s1600-h/Pai%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2BArn%25C3%25A1pio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269964527006402674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSKs0NsgSHI/AAAAAAAAACs/u6P_DHmWcTM/s320/Pai%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2BArn%25C3%25A1pio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pqp....esse é demais.! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSKsz1qzuGI/AAAAAAAAACk/7nNiPtOnzDc/s1600-h/LuizClaudio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269964520556836962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSKsz1qzuGI/AAAAAAAAACk/7nNiPtOnzDc/s320/LuizClaudio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem comentários ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSKsz_F-X6I/AAAAAAAAACc/86rwRnnASSU/s1600-h/LucioHermano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269964523086700450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSKsz_F-X6I/AAAAAAAAACc/86rwRnnASSU/s320/LucioHermano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jogo cartas, bingo e bilhar" .... What ?? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSKszs-xkdI/AAAAAAAAACU/dyFI590oODs/s1600-h/kkkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269964518224662994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSKszs-xkdI/AAAAAAAAACU/dyFI590oODs/s320/kkkk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2761184921898400734-7556731753894053921?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/7556731753894053921/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/hahaha.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/7556731753894053921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/7556731753894053921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/hahaha.html' title='Hahaha ...'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SSKs0NsgSHI/AAAAAAAAACs/u6P_DHmWcTM/s72-c/Pai%2B%2B%2B%2B%2B%2BArn%25C3%25A1pio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-1537326657843008776</id><published>2008-11-04T15:52:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:58:41.470-02:00</updated><title type='text'>3x4 - Tayla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3x4 -&lt;/span&gt; Tayla&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SRCTg6nB9cI/AAAAAAAAACE/7eIZ-LV4_Hs/s1600-h/Foto+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264870158094169538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SRCTg6nB9cI/AAAAAAAAACE/7eIZ-LV4_Hs/s320/Foto+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nome:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tayla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idade:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Local de Nascimento:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tabatinga – São Paulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peso:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 60 kg (Poaaats..rs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Altura:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 1,65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apelido de infância:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;De infância nem tive ... =/ (que triste...rsrs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é a sua maior qualidade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Saber bem o significado da palavra “amizade”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E seu maior defeito?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sou muito “estourada”...rs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é a característica mais importante em um homem?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Honestidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E em uma mulher?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sensibilidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é a sua idéia de felicidade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Estar perto de quem eu amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E o que seria a maior das tragédias?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ficar sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem você gostaria de ser se não fosse você mesma?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Não sei...rs. Nunca parei pra pensar nisso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E onde gostaria de viver?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Gostaria de viver em qualquer lugar desde que acompanhada das pessoas que amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é sua cor favorita?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Preto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E o seu desenho animado?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Caverna do Dragão...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quais são os seus escritores preferidos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Fernando Pessoa, Clarice Lispector, Carlos Drummond de Andrade, Shakespeare, vários...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E seus cantores e / ou grupos musicais?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; O Teatro Mágico, Elis Regina, Coldplay, Evanescence, Angels &amp;amp; Airwaves, etc, etc, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que te faz feliz instantaneamente?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Um sorriso estampado no rosto de alguém que amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quais dons você gostaria de possuir?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A Cura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tem medo da morte?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem é seu personagem de ficção favorito?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Chaves..hauahauhau (“que burro.dá zero pra ele”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual defeito é mais fácil de perdoar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Depende, não sou uma pessoa que consegue perdoar fácil. É muito difícil para mim esquecer algo que me magoou profundamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é o lema de sua vida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Hakuna Matata"...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual sua maior extravagância?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ¬¬ Segredo...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual sua viagem preferida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Não fiz muitas ainda....rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se pudesse salvar apenas um objeto de um incêndio, qual seria?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Não salvaria objetos...procuraria encontrar pessoas para tentar salva-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é o maior amor de sua vida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Euuuuu....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde e quando foi mais feliz?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Eu não fui feliz..eu SOU feliz. “Soou feliz..por isso estouu aquii”..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é sua ocupação favorita?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Falar com os amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensa em ter filhos?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantos?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Não quero ter filhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um animal de estimação:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cachorro...(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma atividade física:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Levantamento de Garfo (Meuuu Deuus preciso de um regiminhu..rsrs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um esporte:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Pode ser dois? Futebol e Voley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um prato que sabe fazer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Macarrão com molho...só..rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma comida que adora:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Massas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma invenção tecnológica sem a qual não vive:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gasta mais dinheiro com:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tênis, Bugigangas e livros..rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma inabilidade:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Jogar poker (queriaa mtoo aprender...rs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que não faria em nome da vaidade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Plástica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma mania:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Roer unha.. (aff..para com isso mulheeer...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma saudade:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; De um amigo que já se foi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O primeiro beijo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Único no momento, mas que depois se tornou apenas uma lembrança estranha na minha vida... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3x4 -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Helô&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264871647774152338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SRCU3oGalpI/AAAAAAAAACM/pWBY2XLkiIo/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nome:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Heloísa Rossi Rocha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idade:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18 anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Local de Nascimento:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mogi das Cruzes - SP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Peso:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;55 Kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Altura:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1,56&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apelido de infância:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Helô, Lolô, Lô, Magrela, chega neh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Qual é a sua maior qualidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Compreensiva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E seu maior defeito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Explosiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Qual é a característica mais importante em um homem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saber dar valor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E em uma mulher?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Atenciosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Qual é a sua idéia de felicidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Casar com quem eu quero e ter lindos filhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E o que seria a maior das tragédias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Perder aqueles que realmente amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem você gostaria de ser se não fosse você mesma?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Minha tia-avó, que já se foi, mas ela sim soube aproveitar a vida. Ela sim soube VIVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E onde gostaria de viver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Na praia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é sua cor favorita?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Verde, na caixa de lápis de cor de 36 cores tem : verda água, verde claro, verde e verde escuro. Eu gosto do verde. Ele é lindo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E o seu desenho animado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Beetlejuice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quais são os seus escritores preferidos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Luís Fernando Veríssimo, Vinícius de Moraes, Fernando Anitelli, Drummond, Clarice Lispector, Grande Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E seus cantores e / ou grupos musicais?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Cássia Eller, Nando Reis, Elis Regina, Dixie Chicks e O Teatro Mágico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O que te faz feliz instantaneamente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ouvi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;músicas boas que me lembram momentos legais. Me faz muito bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quais dons você gostaria de possuir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O dom de colocar amor no coração de todas as pessoas, isso com certeza mudaria o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tem medo da morte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bastante. Na verdade é medo de ficar sem as pessoas que amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quem é seu personagem de ficção favorito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lydia, Beetlejuice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual defeito é mais fácil de perdoar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aquele que vem com um pedido de perdão repleto de sinceridade no olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Qual é o lema de sua vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Love, it cross all lines."/ "Não acomodar com o que incomoda."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Qual sua maior extravagância?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Deeixa in off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual sua viagem preferida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aquela que me leva à caminho dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se pudesse salvar apenas um objeto de um incêndio, qual seria?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Meu pc, ou meu celular, é difícil decidir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é o maior amor de sua vida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Minha mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde e quando foi mais feliz?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Numa pousada, nos meus últimos dias de férias. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual é sua ocupação favorita?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Treinar Ginástica Olímpica e jogar voley com a galera da facul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensa em ter filhos?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantos?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Uns 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um animal de estimação:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tenho 2 gatas, mas a que mais marcou minha vida já se foi. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma atividade física:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Voley, Hand e Ginástica Olímpica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Um esporte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Voley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um prato que sabe fazer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vish.. Só sei fazer bolo de chocolate. Serve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma comida que adora:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Strognoff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ma invenção tecnológica sem a qual não vive:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Gasta mais dinheiro com:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tatuagem, piercing e cabelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma inabilidade:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Manter meu quarto organizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que não faria em nome da vaidade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lipo, plástica essas coisas arriscadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma mania:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Não pisar no preto qnd a calçada é preta com bolas brancas, contar os degraus da escada de casa, estralar os dedos, mexer na franja e evitar de pisar nas rachaduras que tem em algumas calçadas. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma saudade:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do meu amor. E da minha infância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O primeiro beijo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Estranho, mas foi o primeiro, e o primeiro a gente nunca esquece ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E aí ficou um pouquinho das duas loucas que juntam tudo numa coisa só.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-1537326657843008776?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1537326657843008776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/3x4-tayla.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/1537326657843008776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/1537326657843008776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/3x4-tayla.html' title='3x4 - Tayla'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SRCTg6nB9cI/AAAAAAAAACE/7eIZ-LV4_Hs/s72-c/Foto+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-4861526938259729420</id><published>2008-11-04T10:43:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:51:26.059-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para os que esperam cartas ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SRBDkugXRBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SuJ52wV7_DM/s1600-h/espera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264782262634234898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SRBDkugXRBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SuJ52wV7_DM/s320/espera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oi, tudo bom ? Infelizmente, esta carta não é de quem você esperava. Mas, como eu sei direitinho como você se sente, talvez traga boas notícias. Olha, desculpa minha sinceridade, mas a vida é muito curta para ficar aguardando pelos outros. Se quem você aguarda realmente se importasse com você, já teria dado algum sinal de vida. Parta para outra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Já reparou numa certa pessoa que você conhece e tem uma quedinha por você? Não posso dizer quem é, mas pode ser alguém que trabalha do seu lado ou que mora perto da sua casa ou que freqüenta um mesmo lugar. Sei que se trata de uma pessoa bem legal, vale a pena procurar saber quem é. Fique de olho, tem um monte de gente reparando em suas qualidades. Aposto que, se você olhar em volta, neste instante, tem alguém olhando disfarçadamente para você. Pode não ser o seu tipo, mas já é uma dose de auto-estima, substância da qual você carece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A verdade é que, enquanto você estiver assim, nessa interminável agonia, esperando notícias que nunca chegam, vai deixar passar várias possibilidades interessantes ao seu redor. Claro, ninguém se compara a quem você aguarda, mas quem você aguarda não está disponível no momento. Poderá, inclusive, nunca estar, apesar de tudo o que foi dito naquele dia. Pessoas que somem não são confiáveis. E, mesmo que você tenha certeza absoluta de que não se trata de desprezo, que deve ter acontecido alguma coisa, que esse sumiço tem alguma explicação, não adianta nada você fi car aí esperando. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Corroer-se de ansiedade não vai apressar a resolução do problema, seja ele qual for. Então, desencana. Dá uma esquecida desse assunto, tenta focar as energias naquilo que depende da sua vontade. Caso seja necessário, para tirar de vez essa história da cabeça, mande você uma carta esculhambando e colocando um ponto fi nal na questão. O fato é que não dá para você continuar assim, desse jeito. Está todo mundo comentando. Ninguém tem coragem de dizer isso para você, mas todos concordam comigo. Já chega. Além do mais, se for para ser, será. Um dia, quando você menos espera, pinta um reencontro, sei lá. Mas até esse possível reencontro fica mais difícil se você não se abrir de novo para o lado inesperado da vida. E, cá entre nós, se a pessoa que você aguarda é quem eu estou pensando, também não é nenhuma belezura assim. Você arruma coisa melhor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mande notícias, ficarei aguardando. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Fernanda Young&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-4861526938259729420?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/4861526938259729420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/para-os-que-esperam-cartas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/4861526938259729420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/4861526938259729420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/11/para-os-que-esperam-cartas.html' title='Para os que esperam cartas ...'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SRBDkugXRBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SuJ52wV7_DM/s72-c/espera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-1360679809670939815</id><published>2008-10-31T15:47:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:53:40.905-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Protesto ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQtFE1oGsaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RCVzOoizovw/s1600-h/sem-titulo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263376538929639842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQtFE1oGsaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RCVzOoizovw/s320/sem-titulo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Outro dia vi um bicho revirando o lixo em busca de algo para comer . Esse bicho, Meu Deus, era uma CRIANÇA .! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Até quando vamos permitir nossas crianças nas ruas...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Até quando vamos permitir nossas crianças com fome...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Até quando vamos deixar que imagens como essa invada nossas casas e os jornais...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Até quando...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪ Legião Urbana - Que país é esse ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[ que país é esse ? que paíís é esseee ? ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;... é a porra do Brasil ... "/&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/2761184921898400734-1360679809670939815?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/1360679809670939815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/protesto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/1360679809670939815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/1360679809670939815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/protesto.html' title='Protesto ...'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQtFE1oGsaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RCVzOoizovw/s72-c/sem-titulo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-402093398741111694</id><published>2008-10-30T08:41:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:58:02.038-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Música ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQmPyaD-5kI/AAAAAAAAABk/yimb9njIHuA/s1600-h/teatro-magico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262895735711393346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQmPyaD-5kI/AAAAAAAAABk/yimb9njIHuA/s320/teatro-magico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" Tem hora que a gente se pergunta...Por que é que não se junta tudo numa coisa só?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Boneca, panela, chinelo, carro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O nó que eu desamarro surge pra me dar um nó..Você aparece de repente e coloca em minha frente a dúvida maior...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Se tudo que eu preciso se parece, por que é que não se junta tudo numa coisa só?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tem hora que a gente se pergunta...Por que é que não se junta tudo numa coisa só?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Balaio de domingo eu não saio..De bambu e corda só se for pra rezar..Luz no cabelo e nos olhos...No sorriso do justo feito pra iluminar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cruz na parede e no púlpito...Nas nossas costas de súbito pesadas pra se carregar...Porta... abre e fecha o caminho...O balaio eu carrego sozinho....E ilumino esta cruz com meu jeito de andar... porque...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tem hora que a gente se pergunta, por que é que não se junta tudo numa coisa só?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mãe, primo, pai, avô, padrinho, zelador, juiz, vizinho, tio, cunhado, irmão, avó...Família é um assunto complicado...Quem não gosto mora ao lado e o mais velho mora só...Pois traga um colchão aqui pra sala...Por que é que não se junta tudo numa coisa só?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tem hora que a gente se pergunta, por que é que não se junta tudo numa coisa só?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Poeta, ouvidor, desenhista, músico, malabarista, comediante o que for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQmSt6K22SI/AAAAAAAAABs/k3-ksJrzGH4/s1600-h/dddd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262898956965697826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQmSt6K22SI/AAAAAAAAABs/k3-ksJrzGH4/s320/dddd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Todo mundo procura um lugar, pra poder compartilhar...Da dor e da alegria...Sarau em Arcoverde só de sexta venho aqui reivindicar...Eu quero isso todo dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sarau na Arcoverde só de sexta venho aqui reivindicar...Eu quero isso todo dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tem hora que a gente se pergunta, por que é que não se junta tudo numa coisa só?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Católico, evangélico, budista, macumbeiro, corintiano, espírita ou ateu...Todo mundo busca a paz interna, tâmo aqui pra ser lanterna...Foi assim que Ele escreveu...Palavras e palavras e palavras...E ainda acham que o deus do outro não pode ser meu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tem horas que a gente se pergunta, por que é que não se junta tudo numa coisa só?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando juntarmos você comigo...Cordão umbilical e umbigo...A gente vai ser só um...E até lá eu não vou caminhar mais sozinho...O distante será meu vizinho...E o tempo será a hora que eu quiser!!! Oras!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tem horas que a gente se perguntaPor que é que não se junta tudo numa coisa só? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E aí ? Por que não junta ?? "/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2761184921898400734-402093398741111694?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/402093398741111694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/msica.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/402093398741111694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/402093398741111694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/msica.html' title='A Música ...'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQmPyaD-5kI/AAAAAAAAABk/yimb9njIHuA/s72-c/teatro-magico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-7356522747025180634</id><published>2008-10-28T02:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:38:54.434-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQaW_m7eNFI/AAAAAAAAABc/WPCNTTOxItE/s1600-h/SS100613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262059234154918994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQaW_m7eNFI/AAAAAAAAABc/WPCNTTOxItE/s320/SS100613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo é rotina.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina das manhãs é a preguiça.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina das mãos é a inquietude.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina dos sapatos, os pés; Da boca, as palavras; Dos olhos, as imagens; Dos pés, os passos;A rotina das tardes é o vazio; Da feira, é o cheiro de pastel; Do coração, a saudade; Dos lábios, o sorriso; Do futuro, a esperança; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina das noites são os pensamentos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; rotina dos travesseiros são as cabeças cansadas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina dos olhos são o abrir e fechar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina do sono é alcançar o inconsciente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina da paz é a esperança.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina do céu é a beleza.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina dos meus olhos é a tristeza.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina dos sonhos é o subconsciente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina do lápis é o papel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina das fotos são os rostos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina dos meus dias é a saudade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina da minha lembrança é seu rosto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina dos meus desejos é ter você comigo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina da pele é a sensibilidade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina do dia é a claridade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; rotina da música é a melodia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina dos passos são o destino.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina do seu coração é o 'tum tum. tum tum.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina do nariz é o cheiro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina das minhas mãos é a busca insana por teu corpo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina das caixas de som é a música alta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rotina da minha semana é a excessividade da sua falta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto e Imagem by: Heloísa Rossi Rocha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagem feita na agenda da capricho, em um de meus momentos 'libertação'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-7356522747025180634?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/7356522747025180634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/tudo-rotina.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/7356522747025180634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/7356522747025180634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/tudo-rotina.html' title=''/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQaW_m7eNFI/AAAAAAAAABc/WPCNTTOxItE/s72-c/SS100613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-3051927305441080819</id><published>2008-10-26T01:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:27:25.333-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo numa coisa só.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tem horas que a gente se pergunta...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQPjYUN2mbI/AAAAAAAAABU/8oKw9Jfk2lg/s1600-h/praca_flechada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261298796582050226" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TuDo NuMa CoiSa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/2761184921898400734-3051927305441080819?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/3051927305441080819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/tudo-numa-coisa-s.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/3051927305441080819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/3051927305441080819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/tudo-numa-coisa-s.html' title='Tudo numa coisa só.'/><author><name>T.N.C.S. - Tayla e Helô.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976977126394883769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/STBCKQgbb6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5RiWJvqvoQ8/S220/tudo+numa+coisa+s%C3%B3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SQPjYUN2mbI/AAAAAAAAABU/8oKw9Jfk2lg/s72-c/praca_flechada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2761184921898400734.post-4512123368423850463</id><published>2008-10-22T16:57:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:19:22.127-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Senhoras e Senhores. Moças e Rapazes. Crianças e Crianços.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SP98UpBI_WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RSVYZVCzGfs/s1600-h/teatro.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260059583841893730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_22YkjC67PLw/SP98UpBI_WI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RSVYZVCzGfs/s320/teatro.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bem vindo ao blog &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TuDo NuMa CoiSa Só&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agradeço à quem está lendo o post, e à quem veio visitar rapidinho, bem assim... de passagem!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que importa é estar aqui com a gente!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqui é possível encontrar pensamentos, reflexões, desabafos, risadas, boas vibrações e também, duas pessoas de coração bom viu?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas chega de blá blá blá..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Primeiro post..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nada melhor do que algumas boas frases...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Quando você tem tudo, tem tudo à perder'_____Diamonds on the Inside - Ben Harper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Supere os demônios com uma coisa chamada "amor".'_____Autor Desconhecido (se conhecerem, agradeço se me contarem. ;D)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Muita gente tem forma, mas não tem conteúdo.'_______Charlie Brown Jr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Época triste é a nossa, onde é mais difícil quebrar o preconceito do que quebrar um átomo.'____Albert Einstein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Correr não adianta, é preciso partir a tempo.'_____Jean de La Fountaine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Você nunca disse se veio para ficar ou está aqui só de passagem.'_____Hello Mr. Heartache - Dixie Chicks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Ás vezes faço o que quero, ás vezes faço o que tenho que fazer.'____Charlie Brown Jr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Não sabendo que era impossível, ela foi lá e fez.'____Jean Coctean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Hoje aqui. Amanhã não se sabe, vivo agora antes que o dia acabe.'___Amanhã não se sabe - LS Jack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Vamos viver nosso sonho, temos tão pouco tempo.'_______Charlie Brown Jr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Sonho parece verdade quando a gente esquece de acordar. E o dia parece metade, quando a gente acorda e esquece de levantar.'____Sonho de uma Flauta - O Teatro Mágico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'O amor é um progresso se você puder fazê-lo durar.'_______Where is the love - Black Eyed Peas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Todo amor é eterno. E, se acaba, não era amor.'_____Nelson Rodrigues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Quem já conseguiu dominar o amor?'_____Ana e o Mar - O Teatro Mágico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Crazy as I may make my way through this world. It's for no one me to say what direction I shall turn'______Captain - Dave Matthews Band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Para quem sabe amar, nada é impossível.'____Pierre Cornellie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'A esperança é um empréstimo que se faz à felicidade.'____Joseph Joubert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 'Acredito que errado é aquele que fala correto e não vive o que diz.'_____Zaluzejo - O Teatro Mágico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761184921898400734-4512123368423850463?l=tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/feeds/4512123368423850463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/senhoras-e-senhores-moas-e-rapazes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/4512123368423850463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2761184921898400734/posts/default/4512123368423850463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tudonumacoisaaso.blogspot.com/2008/10/senhoras-e-senhores-moas-e-rapazes.html' title='Senhoras e Senhores. 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