<?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-7572851326726922588</id><updated>2011-08-03T22:33:35.959-07:00</updated><category term='começo'/><title type='text'>- o limite da vida é vc quem dá :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-3567568220058352183</id><published>2010-04-19T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:28:00.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80Q0EARXWI/AAAAAAAABBY/ntwA6wtkzBI/s1600/98140638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80Q0EARXWI/AAAAAAAABBY/ntwA6wtkzBI/s400/98140638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462040409684401506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somos obrigados a seguir regras impostas pela sociedade todos os dias. Modas, pensamentos,  opções, opiniões, ações e etc. Somos seguidos por hipócritas que dizem:  Não fale, não ouça, não veja, não sinta, apenas finja. Fingimos ser algo  que não somos para sermos aceitos por pessoas que querem nos ver sempre  para baixo. Diferente da massa, existem algumas pessoas que possuem  coragem de defender suas opiniões; pessoas que dão sua cara a tapa para  mostrar o que realmente pensam. Sinto pena daqueles que tem necessidade  de seguir o convencional; daqueles que passam vinte e quatro horas por  dia tentando ser apenas mais um, então me pergunto: Qual a graça em ser  igual a todo o resto? Temos tão pouco tempo na vida, então para que  vivermos sendo marionetes ambulantes? Eu deixarei minha marca aqui,  nesse mundo que irá acabar mais cedo ou mais tarde. Deixarei minha marca  para que eu não seja só mais uma de todas essas pessoas que se dizem  "normais". &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gosto de ser assim. Diferente. Apenas eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-3567568220058352183?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/3567568220058352183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/somos-obrigados-seguir-regras-impostas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3567568220058352183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3567568220058352183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/somos-obrigados-seguir-regras-impostas.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80Q0EARXWI/AAAAAAAABBY/ntwA6wtkzBI/s72-c/98140638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-8774452586337773511</id><published>2010-04-19T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:25:27.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenho juízo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80QJvkjEFI/AAAAAAAABBQ/3R1WP9sXuuQ/s1600/98126294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80QJvkjEFI/AAAAAAAABBQ/3R1WP9sXuuQ/s400/98126294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462039682644906066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas não faço tudo certo, afinal todo paraíso precisa de um pouco de  inferno.&lt;br /&gt;                        (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;66666666&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-8774452586337773511?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/8774452586337773511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/tenho-juizo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/8774452586337773511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/8774452586337773511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/tenho-juizo.html' title='Tenho juízo.'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80QJvkjEFI/AAAAAAAABBQ/3R1WP9sXuuQ/s72-c/98126294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-5761994356851027944</id><published>2010-04-19T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:22:35.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quer saber a minha verdade?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80P2bwHmPI/AAAAAAAABBI/Bl--2bGDBNA/s1600/96502542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80P2bwHmPI/AAAAAAAABBI/Bl--2bGDBNA/s400/96502542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462039350907214066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que eu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ainda te amo&lt;/span&gt;. A verdade é que eu não consigo te  esquecer, mesmo que eu tente. A verdade é que meus amigos dizem que tudo  vai ficar bem, mas não vai! Eu tentei, tentei de verdade, mas não deu.  Algo me puxou de volta. E por mais que eu tente me apaixonar por todos  os outros meninos, por mais que existam milhares de homens perfeitos no  mundo, é só você que pode me fazer feliz, é só você que eu amo, e é só  contigo que eu quero passar o resto dos meus dias. Por favor, não diz  que tudo o que a gente passou, você esqueceu. Não diz que todo o  sentimento foi embora, que hoje não existe mais nada. Eu daria tudo pra  te ter um dia de volta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-5761994356851027944?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/5761994356851027944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/quer-saber-minha-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/5761994356851027944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/5761994356851027944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/quer-saber-minha-verdade.html' title='Quer saber a minha verdade?'/><author><name>Thaai 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pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80PhXP_vCI/AAAAAAAABBA/RQY2-DpW-dU/s400/97725890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462038988921486370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e o mundo pode estar em suas mãos! .. só depende de você ;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&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/7572851326726922588-276555214490255608?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/276555214490255608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-o-mundo-pode-estar-em-suas-maos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/276555214490255608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/276555214490255608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-o-mundo-pode-estar-em-suas-maos.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/S80PhXP_vCI/AAAAAAAABBA/RQY2-DpW-dU/s72-c/97725890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-823552771596548507</id><published>2010-04-19T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:11:44.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oooooooopa o/ suahsausa ;p</title><content type='html'>voltei será ? não sei ao certo.&lt;br /&gt;tava bem sem animo pra continuar aqui, esqueci do post de natal, ano novo, páscoa, enfim..&lt;br /&gt;não tenho tempo mesmo, mais sempre que puder vou me esforçar pra escrever aqui! :D&lt;br /&gt;hm, sem mais rolos, não sou muito fã de ficar escrevendo teextos e textos, até mais porque sei que ngm le --''&lt;br /&gt;eeeenfim..&lt;br /&gt;beeijos, e divirtam-se!&lt;br /&gt;eaehueuh ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-823552771596548507?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/823552771596548507/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/oooooooopa-o-suahsausa-p.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/823552771596548507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/823552771596548507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2010/04/oooooooopa-o-suahsausa-p.html' title='oooooooopa o/ suahsausa ;p'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-1519742353960761159</id><published>2009-11-26T17:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:08:52.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh vida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/Sw8mm8WnCmI/AAAAAAAABA4/xADFycLlq6g/s1600/86284887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/Sw8mm8WnCmI/AAAAAAAABA4/xADFycLlq6g/s400/86284887.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408584127973100130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-1519742353960761159?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/1519742353960761159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-vida.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1519742353960761159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1519742353960761159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-vida.html' title='Oh vida!'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/Sw8mm8WnCmI/AAAAAAAABA4/xADFycLlq6g/s72-c/86284887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-5891455816669241495</id><published>2009-11-26T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T16:57:33.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/Sw8j9dbFqnI/AAAAAAAABAw/p_xX-CGLJn8/s1600/484531968_7390f87ba0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/Sw8j9dbFqnI/AAAAAAAABAw/p_xX-CGLJn8/s400/484531968_7390f87ba0_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408581216272493170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;encontrar&lt;/span&gt; alguém&lt;/b&gt; que se ame de verdade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas isso acontece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Difícil mesmo, é acontecer desse alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;também&lt;/b&gt; te amar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-5891455816669241495?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/5891455816669241495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-dificil-encontrar-alguem-que-se-ame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/5891455816669241495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/5891455816669241495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-dificil-encontrar-alguem-que-se-ame.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que nem sempre é suficiente ser &lt;b&gt;perdoado&lt;/b&gt; por alguém, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;algumas vezes você tem que aprender a perdoar-se &lt;b&gt;a si&lt;/b&gt; mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt; Aprende que com a mesma&lt;b&gt; severidade&lt;/b&gt; com que julga, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;você será&lt;/b&gt; em algum momento condenado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;Aprende que não importa em &lt;b&gt;quantos &lt;/b&gt;pedaços seu coração foi partido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;o mundo &lt;b&gt;não para&lt;/b&gt; para que você o conserte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Aprende que o tempo não é algo que possa voltar para trás.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[William Shakespeare]&lt;/span&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/7572851326726922588-3255453395325411247?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/3255453395325411247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/aprende-que-nem-sempre-e-suficiente-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3255453395325411247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3255453395325411247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/aprende-que-nem-sempre-e-suficiente-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/Sw8hiH-Z5OI/AAAAAAAABAo/8b_9RBhl4fk/s72-c/87845209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-1662636591285232780</id><published>2009-11-16T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:16:15.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Só não há jeito pra morte.</title><content type='html'>Flores murcham.&lt;br /&gt;Antes disso nos perfumam, alegram, embelezam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romances acabam.&lt;br /&gt;Antes disso nos fazem sorrir, as pernas tremem, a vida parece ter sentido, o coração bate mais rápido, nos faz chorar de alegria, nos elogiam, fazem sentir que somos únicos e insubstituíveis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amizades seguem rumos diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;Antes disso nos libertam gargalhadas, nos ensinam milhares de coisas, compartilham segredos, confiam, nos deixam confiar, ajudam na auto-estima, companhias pro sábado a noite, melecas com top sunday, compartilhar gostos, descobrir gostos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes a lua não aparece.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando aparece deixa os românticos um pouquinho mais sonhadores, embeleza as mesmas flores que um dia murcharão, lança sombras dançarinas que alegram qualquer passante..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas morrem.&lt;br /&gt;E por que agora eu não posso ver o lado positivo disso?&lt;br /&gt;Por que eu não consigo aceitar que uma pessoa que eu amava foi embora pra sempre?&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade ele já tinha ido, antes mesmo de morrer nós não nos falávamos, por besteira, talvez eu tenha amado demais e demonstrado de menos, talvez eu seja aquele tipo de idiota que quando a chance da vida bate na porta pede pra ela ir embora, talvez eu tenha assistido muitos filmes com finais felizes e me convenci que talvez um dia eu pudesse ter o meu, mas mais uma vez a vida me provou que não e nem a tola esperança de um dia ele mudar de idéia eu posso alimentar, ele murchou, acabou, seguiu outro rumo, não apareceu.. está morto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu, como quem perde um membro, como quem leva um tiro no coração e sobrevive, como quem volta da guerra, endureço mais um pouco, amargo mais, perco as esperanças e mais um pouco da minha juventude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, quando meu namoro terminou, um amigo, diretor e mestre me disse "É um luto, mas até com a morte a gente se acostuma".&lt;br /&gt;Me prometeram que vai passar e eu sei que vai, mas talvez eu ache isso injusto, talvez eu não queira que isso passe, porque quando alguém como ele morre, a gente deve lembrar e sofrer sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou não, eu só estou machucada demais pra ser racional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-1662636591285232780?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/1662636591285232780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-nao-ha-jeito-pra-morte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1662636591285232780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1662636591285232780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-nao-ha-jeito-pra-morte.html' title='Só não há jeito pra morte.'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-1390252602804660399</id><published>2009-11-16T15:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:52:35.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sinceramente? Vai se foder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simples, rápido, fácil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-1390252602804660399?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/1390252602804660399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/sinceramente-vai-se-foder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1390252602804660399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1390252602804660399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/sinceramente-vai-se-foder.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-7085234602423927676</id><published>2009-11-10T09:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:23:57.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvmhmfiQJ1I/AAAAAAAABAI/Rwl1D4kaO-g/s1600-h/OgAAALOE9beeXI01UYvDFPoz9pQ5u2XcwoNd7hnR-Bo0DlKKOL8Rm01-TMfvrPFnu8XFjnTStxcefO4s15J20DVtS5MAm1T1UEZ-goxL9RMft77tnuUQbCubIAJV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvmhmfiQJ1I/AAAAAAAABAI/Rwl1D4kaO-g/s400/OgAAALOE9beeXI01UYvDFPoz9pQ5u2XcwoNd7hnR-Bo0DlKKOL8Rm01-TMfvrPFnu8XFjnTStxcefO4s15J20DVtS5MAm1T1UEZ-goxL9RMft77tnuUQbCubIAJV.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402526910679885650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Metidos, egoístas, mentirosos, teimosos, cheio de orgulho, ignorarantes. E quando acham uma pessoa que os faz mudar, o destino ainda cuida para que eles não fiquem juntos. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Márcia Amaral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-7085234602423927676?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/7085234602423927676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/metidos-egoistas-mentirosos-teimosos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/7085234602423927676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/7085234602423927676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/metidos-egoistas-mentirosos-teimosos.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvmhmfiQJ1I/AAAAAAAABAI/Rwl1D4kaO-g/s72-c/OgAAALOE9beeXI01UYvDFPoz9pQ5u2XcwoNd7hnR-Bo0DlKKOL8Rm01-TMfvrPFnu8XFjnTStxcefO4s15J20DVtS5MAm1T1UEZ-goxL9RMft77tnuUQbCubIAJV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-2296969980052303988</id><published>2009-11-10T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T07:14:41.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvmDSyNUSmI/AAAAAAAABAA/HQMzFpgJOI0/s1600-h/Viver+a+vida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 349px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvmDSyNUSmI/AAAAAAAABAA/HQMzFpgJOI0/s400/Viver+a+vida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402493586746133090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Não existe sorriso sem dono, existe dono sem sorriso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;É sempre bom sair um pouco de casa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Uma trombada de olhar, alguém especial, fuja do seu quintal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PEDRO ANTÔNIO DE OLIVEIRA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-2296969980052303988?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/2296969980052303988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/nao-existe-sorriso-sem-dono-existe-dono.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/2296969980052303988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/2296969980052303988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/nao-existe-sorriso-sem-dono-existe-dono.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvmDSyNUSmI/AAAAAAAABAA/HQMzFpgJOI0/s72-c/Viver+a+vida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-21135260248906425</id><published>2009-11-05T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:22:45.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflita! -n</title><content type='html'>" &lt;em&gt;quero que meus inimigos tenham uma vida longa para aplaudirem em pé a minha &lt;strong&gt;derrota&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Profile.aspx?uid=10842403482606464490"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;thííne!! 100% humílda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;díí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvMXORuyI2I/AAAAAAAAA_o/ofQ_LvhWpQc/s1600-h/humildade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 498px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvMXORuyI2I/AAAAAAAAA_o/ofQ_LvhWpQc/s400/humildade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400685912192590690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novo dilema o/ AHAUHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-21135260248906425?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/21135260248906425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/reflita-n.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/21135260248906425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/21135260248906425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/reflita-n.html' title='Reflita! -n'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvMXORuyI2I/AAAAAAAAA_o/ofQ_LvhWpQc/s72-c/humildade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-5783383200533193441</id><published>2009-11-04T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:44:50.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oração das mulheres ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvIt6fS8rdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/y7eMfVxw0wA/s1600-h/grupo-voices.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvIt6fS8rdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/y7eMfVxw0wA/s400/grupo-voices.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429386027281874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O1&lt;/span&gt; um brinde, α nós mulheres, portαdorαs de umα sedução que &lt;u&gt;nenhum&lt;/u&gt; filho dα putα sabe dαr vαlor &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O2&lt;/span&gt; que os &lt;b&gt;NOSSOS&lt;/b&gt; sejαm &lt;b&gt;NOSSOS&lt;/b&gt;, que os delαs sejαm &lt;b&gt;NOSSOS&lt;/b&gt; e que os &lt;b&gt;NOSSOS&lt;/b&gt; nuncα sejαm delαs .. e se um diα forem que broxem ;X &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O3&lt;/span&gt; bebo porque vejo no fundo do copo α figurα do homem αmαdo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MORRE AFOGADO, FILHO DA PUTA DESGRAÇADO&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O4&lt;/span&gt; que nossos filhos tenhαm pαi rico e mãe gostosα &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O5&lt;/span&gt; que α fonte nuncα seque &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O6&lt;/span&gt; Deus é 10 . Romário é 11 . Whisky é 12 . Zagαllo é 13 . e αcimα de 14 eu tô &lt;b&gt;pegαndo&lt;/b&gt;! [6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O7&lt;/span&gt; e que nossα sogrα não se chαme esperαnçα .. porque esperαnçα é α últimα que morre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O8&lt;/span&gt; que sobre, nuncα nos falte, e que α gente dê &lt;u&gt;contα&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;de&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;todos&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;­    ­  ­   ­    ­  ­      ­  ­ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMÉM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-5783383200533193441?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/5783383200533193441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/oracao-das-mulheres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/5783383200533193441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/5783383200533193441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/11/oracao-das-mulheres.html' title='oração das mulheres ;)'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SvIt6fS8rdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/y7eMfVxw0wA/s72-c/grupo-voices.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-3630242427708182063</id><published>2009-10-29T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:46:24.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diferenças.. Homem, mulher, meio a meio. PARTE 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SuoJwFunh7I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/uGuVEU6nGUw/s1600-h/wcblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SuoJwFunh7I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/uGuVEU6nGUw/s400/wcblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398137825133037490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diante de uma barata:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homem: Ah, se eu não estivesse descalço!&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: Socorro! Uma barata!&lt;br /&gt;Viado: Alô! É do Corpo de Bombeiros ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diante de um belo homem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homem: É veado!&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: É um deus!&lt;br /&gt;Viado: É meu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diante de uma bela mulher:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homem: Gostosa!&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: Gorda!&lt;br /&gt;Viado: Traveca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quando está amando:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homem: Peça o que você quiser.&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: Eu te amo.&lt;br /&gt;Viado: Como você reagiria se por acaso soubesse que outro homem está gostando de você ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quando são traídos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homem: Eu não gostava mesmo de você!&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: Eu te odeio!&lt;br /&gt;Viado: Que tal nós três?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quando estão com muito dinheiro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homem: Hoje vou sair com os amigos!&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: Hoje eu vou ao shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Viado: Hoje ele me come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-3630242427708182063?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/3630242427708182063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/diferencas-homem-mulher-meio-meio-parte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3630242427708182063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3630242427708182063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/diferencas-homem-mulher-meio-meio-parte.html' title='Diferenças.. Homem, mulher, meio a meio. PARTE 2!'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SuoJwFunh7I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/uGuVEU6nGUw/s72-c/wcblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-6061717878445323736</id><published>2009-10-24T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:55:50.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colábore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SuN3sfNOiFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/1erI04qJHR8/s1600-h/viveravida(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396288384694913106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SuN3sfNOiFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/1erI04qJHR8/s400/viveravida(4).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vale Apena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://teleton.locaweb.com.br/doacoes09/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Colabore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;com o tele ton 2009&lt;/span&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/7572851326726922588-6061717878445323736?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/6061717878445323736/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/colabore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/6061717878445323736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/6061717878445323736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/colabore.html' title='Colábore'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SuN3sfNOiFI/AAAAAAAAA_I/1erI04qJHR8/s72-c/viveravida(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-3027067018349541383</id><published>2009-10-21T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:22:41.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St9tiDX8imI/AAAAAAAAA_A/kvfO7nZ9CCY/s1600-h/%3BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395151310401866338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St9tiDX8imI/AAAAAAAAA_A/kvfO7nZ9CCY/s400/%3BD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St9takOctxI/AAAAAAAAA-4/hAUp70_VX_Q/s1600-h/%3BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;'Que esse meu silêncio e meu eufórico sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Não assuste ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Não é o silêncio das palavras não ditas&lt;br /&gt;Nem o sorriso das palavras ditas.&lt;br /&gt;É o silêncio do não precisar mais dizer&lt;br /&gt;E o sorriso do entender coisas&lt;br /&gt;Que nem sempre são ditas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é queAcho me extremamente feliz.'&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/7572851326726922588-3027067018349541383?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/3027067018349541383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-esse-meu-silencio-e-meu-euforico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3027067018349541383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3027067018349541383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-esse-meu-silencio-e-meu-euforico.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St9tiDX8imI/AAAAAAAAA_A/kvfO7nZ9CCY/s72-c/%3BD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-4229880100110947150</id><published>2009-10-21T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:09:38.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St9qeXGDJrI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mgTG96yBXcc/s1600-h/The_Red_Umbrella_by_larafairie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395147948441151154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St9qeXGDJrI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mgTG96yBXcc/s400/The_Red_Umbrella_by_larafairie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Às vezes as pessoas são egocêntricas, ilógicas e insensatas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Perdoe-as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;assim mesmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se você é gentil, as pessoas podem acusá-lo de egoísta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e interesseiro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seja &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gentil&lt;/span&gt; assim mesmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se você é um vencedor, terá alguns falsos amigos e alguns &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inimigos verdadeiros...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vença&lt;/span&gt; assim mesmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se você é honesto e franco, as pessoas podem enganá-lo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seja &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;honesto &lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;franco&lt;/span&gt; assim mesmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que você levou anos para construir, alguém pode destruir de &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma hora para outra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Construa &lt;/span&gt;assim mesmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se você tem paz e é feliz, as pessoas podem sentir inveja...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seja &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt; assim mesmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O bem que você faz hoje pode ser esquecido amanhã...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Faça o bem&lt;/span&gt; assim mesmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dê ao mundo o melhor de você, mas isso pode nunca ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o bastante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dê o &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;melhor&lt;/span&gt; de você assim mesmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E veja você que, no final das contas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É entre você e Deus, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca foi entre você e eles!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"(Autor Desconhecido)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-4229880100110947150?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/4229880100110947150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-vezes-as-pessoas-sao-egocentricas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/4229880100110947150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/4229880100110947150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-vezes-as-pessoas-sao-egocentricas.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St9qeXGDJrI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mgTG96yBXcc/s72-c/The_Red_Umbrella_by_larafairie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-3748239928373920672</id><published>2009-10-20T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:39:55.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St5YUuxjlaI/AAAAAAAAA-g/2_IYOCsV9M0/s1600-h/como_estudar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St5YUuxjlaI/AAAAAAAAA-g/2_IYOCsV9M0/s400/como_estudar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394846516812944802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estudar não é fácil.&lt;br /&gt;Começa com acordar cedo todo santo dia. E se você tem uma escola, e uns professores como os meus; a situação fica bem pior.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é terça-feira e eu já estou acabada.&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhos, tarefas, pesquisas, etc. e tal e mais tudo que tenha direito.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez os professores nunca cheguem á um consenso sobre como é a vida estudantil. Tudo bem que eles também já estudaram um dia, mas poxa, não dava pra maneirar?&lt;br /&gt;A gente se mata de estudar dás 7:00 ás 11:30hs; agüentando todos os tipos de pessoas, algumas porém, pelo seu comportamento dá á duvidar se realmente são pessoas; professores estressados que descontam sua raiva nos alunos e mais! Inspetoras esquizofrênicas de mal com a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de passar tudo isso numa simples terça-feira, chegamos em casa totalmente esgotados e pelas expressões no dia seguinte, dá pra ver que ninguém agüenta mais escola. E olha que mal começamos a semana.&lt;br /&gt;Para fechar com chave de ouro, os professores ainda mandam trabalho extra pra ser feito em casa. Dá pra acreditar? Será que eles acham que a gente não vive?&lt;br /&gt;O fato é que com essa montoeira de tarefas, a gente fica sem tempo para nada.&lt;br /&gt;Claro, estudar é sim importante! Mas ninguém estuda 24 por dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Será que alguém pode me dar férias antecipadas? Ou se não, me ajude com os gráficos e funções de matemática que já está ótimo.&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/7572851326726922588-3748239928373920672?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/3748239928373920672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/estudar-nao-e-facil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3748239928373920672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3748239928373920672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/estudar-nao-e-facil.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/St5YUuxjlaI/AAAAAAAAA-g/2_IYOCsV9M0/s72-c/como_estudar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-4299006939336844190</id><published>2009-10-13T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:16:38.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>há momentos na vida..</title><content type='html'>há momentos na vida em que sentimos tanto a falta de alguém que o que mais queremos é tirar essa pessoa dos nossos sonhos e abraça-la. sonhe com aquilo que você quiser, vá para onde queira ir. Seja o que você quer ser, porque você possui apenas uma vida, e nela só temos uma chance de fazer aquilo que queremos. tenha felicidade bastante para fazê-la doce, dificuldades para fazê-la forte, tristezas para fazê-la humana e esperança suficiente para fazê-la feliz. as pessoas mais felizes não têm as melhores coisas, elas sabem fazer o melhor das oportunidades que aparecem em seus caminhos. a felicidade aparece para aqueles que choram, para aqueles que se machucam. para aqueles que buscam e tentam sempre, e para aqueles que reconhecem a importância das pessoas que passam por suas vidas. o futuro mais brilhante é baseado num passado intensamente vivido. você só terá sucesso na vida quando perdoar os erros e decepções do passado. a vida é curta, mas as emoções que podemos deixar duram uma eternidade :&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-4299006939336844190?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/4299006939336844190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/ha-momentos-na-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/4299006939336844190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/4299006939336844190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/ha-momentos-na-vida.html' title='há momentos na vida..'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-8675319741523182335</id><published>2009-10-07T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:19:57.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Mary,  Bloody Mary,  Bloody Mary ! ráa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/Ss1MEKBtCsI/AAAAAAAAA94/4wNdimeD-30/s1600-h/bloody_mary_1_smw0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/Ss1MEKBtCsI/AAAAAAAAA94/4wNdimeD-30/s400/bloody_mary_1_smw0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390047963327040194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody mary. Diz a lenda que foi uma moça chamada Mary Stwart que viveu em 1953 nos estados unidos praticamente em Ohai ganhou esse nome por que era uma bruxa em vida ela fazia muitos feitiços para pessoas como queda de dentes,e mortes estranhas até que descobriram e ela foi morta em sua casa na frente de um espelho e seus olhos como prova forão arrancados. Ela foi pro inferno chegando lá ela fez um acordo com o diabo se ela voltasse ela levaria todos que ela consiguicem matar. Como forma ela viajaria por todos os espelhos do mundo matando todos aqueles que digam seu nome Bloddy Mary tres vezes na frente de um espelho. Essa é a famosa forma de invocação de Bloody Mary. Quando ela aparece seus olhos explodem e seu dentes todos caem de uma só vez e você acaba morrendo sem ajuda nenhuma e quando você morre vai direto para o inferno. Bloody Mary siginifica Maria Sangrenta mas já teve varios nomes como: Maria dos Esélhos, Maria Maldita. Demônio dos espelhos e dentre muitos outros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-8675319741523182335?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/8675319741523182335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/bloody-mary.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/8675319741523182335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/8675319741523182335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/10/bloody-mary.html' title='Bloody Mary,  Bloody Mary,  Bloody Mary ! ráa.'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/Ss1MEKBtCsI/AAAAAAAAA94/4wNdimeD-30/s72-c/bloody_mary_1_smw0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-4873252300210982712</id><published>2009-09-28T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:22:26.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Of Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SsE3CvN3O9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/tJduf5JbagI/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386647149485702098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SsE3CvN3O9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/tJduf5JbagI/s400/lala.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu estou consciente e tenho o poder de pensar como eu quero. Tenho o direito de pensar no que eu quero para o meu próprio bem. Eu tenho e posso impor ao meu mundo interior tudo aquilo que eu quiser. E quero me sintonizar com o melhor. Esqueço, a partir de agora, a pessoa que eu fui, sobretudo meus vícios de pensamentos. Penso apenas na paz. Penso nela, permitindo que seu perfume toque minha aura e atinja todas as áreas da minha vida, todos os cantos do meu corpo. Penso na paz com uma mensagem de ordem e equilíbrio perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo fluir na minha cabeça a consciência do 'eu posso'. Eu posso estar na paz. Impor essa paz é praticar o meu poder pessoal com responsabilidade divina, obtida por herança natural. O melhor para mim é um grande sorriso no peito. É a felicidade barata e fácil a que tenho direito. É tão simples pensar que o melhor está em mim! A beleza está em mim. A suavidade está em mim. A ternura, o calor, a lucidez e o esplendor das mais belas formas do universo estão em mim. Aí eu me abro inteira, viro do avesso e sinto que não há fronteiras nem barreiras para mim. Sinto que o limite é apenas uma impressão. Sinto que cada condição foi apenas a insistência de uma posição. Sinto que sou livre para deixar trocar qualquer posição por outra melhor. Sou livre para descartar qualquer pensamento ruim, qualquer sentimento ou hábito negativo, qualquer paixão dolorosa. Porque eu sou espírito. Sou luz da vida em forma de pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, universo, eu estou aberta para o melhor para mim. Eu sei que muitas vezes sou levada por uma série de pensamentos ruins. Mas é porque eu não conhecia a força da perfeição. Eu não conhecia a lei do melhor. Agora eu me entrego, me comprometo comigo, com o universo e contigo. Vou manter a minha mente aberta. Esse momento me desperta, me traz a inspiração ao longo do dia onde se efetiva a luz que irradia para quem insiste no próprio aperfeiçoamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero pensar nas minhas fraquezas. Quero olhar bem fundo nos meus olhos e ver como eu sou bonita, como fiz e faço coisas maravilhosas e como o meu peito está cheio de vontade. Eu assumo a responsabilidade sobre essas vontades e me projeto com força nessa identidade de saber que eu posso, sim, fazer o melhor. Despertar o meu espírito é viver nele. É ter a satisfação de ser eu mesma. É poder ser original, única, pequena e grande ao mesmo tempo. Sei agora que o melhor está a meu favor. Meu sucesso, aliás, é o sucesso de Deus que se manifesta em mim como pessoa em transformação. Eu sinto como se tivesse sentado nessa cadeira da solidez universal porque eu estou no meu melhor. Porque sou o sucesso da eternidade, porque estou há milhares de anos seguindo e não fui destruída. Porque o universo garante. Grito dentro de mim mesma: de todas as coisas da vida, o melhor ainda sou eu. O melhor sou eu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-4873252300210982712?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/4873252300210982712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-of-life_28.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/4873252300210982712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/4873252300210982712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-of-life_28.html' title='Things Of Life.'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SsE3CvN3O9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/tJduf5JbagI/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-2548744922636271252</id><published>2009-09-26T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:24:09.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retardamento sentimental.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"O amor tem dessas coisas de enlouquecer gente,&lt;br /&gt;o que há de melhor em deixa nossa babaquice evidente..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é sempre assim, quando o cupido acerta você, o seu bom senso desaparece, você perde o medo de expressar seus sentimentos óh, aliás, perde a vergonha, em nome do amor você faz coisas idiotas, porque o amor, ah o amor é cego e te deixa mesmo idiota !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&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/7572851326726922588-2548744922636271252?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/2548744922636271252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/retardamento-sentimental.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/2548744922636271252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/2548744922636271252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/retardamento-sentimental.html' title='Retardamento sentimental.'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-606311942864888225</id><published>2009-09-22T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:51:44.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Of Life - Perdoar e Esquecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrlGWgepIAI/AAAAAAAAA9g/e-gKr6gu4Do/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384412181987663874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrlGWgepIAI/AAAAAAAAA9g/e-gKr6gu4Do/s400/lala.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perdoar e esquecer equivale a jogar pela janela experiências adquiridas com muito custo. Se uma pessoa com quem temos ligação ou convívio nos faz algo de desagradável ou irritante, temos apenas de nos perguntar se ela nos é ou não valiosa o suficiente para aceitarmos que repita segunda vez e com frequência semelhante tratamento, e até de maneira mais grave. Em caso afirmativo, não há muitoa dizer, porque falar ajuda pouco. Temos, portanto, de deixar passar essa ofensa, com ou sem reprimenda; todavia, devemos saber que agindo assim estaremos a expor-nos à sua repetição. Em caso negativo, temos de romper de modo imediato e definitivo com o valioso amigo ou, se for um servente, dispensá-lo. Pois, quando a situação se repetir, será inevitável que ele faça exactamente a mesma coisa, ou algo inteiramente análogo, apesar de, nesse momento, nos assegurar o contrário de modo profundo e sincero. Pode-se esquecer tudo, tudo, menos a si mesmo, menos o próprio ser, pois o carácter é absolutamente incorrigível etodas as acções humanas brotam de um princípio íntimo, em virtu&lt;img class="gl_photo" border="0" alt="Adicionar imagem" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;de do qual, o homem, em circunstâncias iguais, tem sempre de fazer o mesmo, e não o que é diferente. (...) Por conseguinte, reconciliarmo-nos com o amigo com quem rompemos relações é uma fraqueza pela qual se expiará quando, na primeira oportunidade, ele fizer exactamente a mesma coisa que produziu a ruptura, até com mais ousadia, munido da consciência secreta da sua imprescindibilidade. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arthur Schopenhauer&lt;/strong&gt;, in 'Aforismos para a Sabedoria de Vida'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pvYcoAROVA0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pvYcoAROVA0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-606311942864888225?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/606311942864888225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/perdoar-e-esquecer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/606311942864888225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/606311942864888225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/perdoar-e-esquecer.html' title='Things Of Life - Perdoar e Esquecer'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrlGWgepIAI/AAAAAAAAA9g/e-gKr6gu4Do/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-8566946535126916111</id><published>2009-09-18T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:25:58.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Of Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrQW1CzPFlI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/hIoRWsWLwYE/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382952555155232338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrQW1CzPFlI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/hIoRWsWLwYE/s400/lala.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você pode aprender varias coisas com o esse Vídeo de uma olhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Você Aprende...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MAUORkku4kE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MAUORkku4kE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-8566946535126916111?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/8566946535126916111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/voce-pode-aprender-varias-coisas-com-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/8566946535126916111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/8566946535126916111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/voce-pode-aprender-varias-coisas-com-o.html' title='Things Of Life.'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrQW1CzPFlI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/hIoRWsWLwYE/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-7524893883580255560</id><published>2009-09-17T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:02:03.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Of Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrKxuhBBjcI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ax6qzX2OCVs/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382559917355929026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrKxuhBBjcI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ax6qzX2OCVs/s400/lala.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lembre-se de que você mesmo é o melhor secretário de sua tarefa, o mais eficiente propagandista de seus ideais, a mais clara demonstração de seus princípios, o mais alto padrão do ensino superior que seu espírito abraça e a mensagem viva das elevadas noções que você transmite aos outros. Não se esqueça, igualmente, de que o maior inimigo de suas realizações mais nobres, a completa ou incompleta negação do idealismo sublime que você apregoa, a nota discordante da sinfonia do bem que pretende executar, o arquiteto de suas aflições e o destruidor de suas oportunidades de elevação - é você mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-7524893883580255560?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/7524893883580255560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-of-life_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/7524893883580255560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/7524893883580255560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-of-life_17.html' title='Things Of Life.'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrKxuhBBjcI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ax6qzX2OCVs/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-2999552284314517829</id><published>2009-09-15T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:22:45.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sorte de hoje:&lt;/b&gt; Hoje é um bom dia para distribuir alegria :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-2999552284314517829?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/2999552284314517829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorte-de-hoje-hoje-e-um-bom-dia-para.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/2999552284314517829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/2999552284314517829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorte-de-hoje-hoje-e-um-bom-dia-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-3140711475777337413</id><published>2009-09-14T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:11:28.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tal&lt;/span&gt; deixar o medo de lado e ser &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;O &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;simples&lt;/span&gt; me atrai.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-3140711475777337413?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/3140711475777337413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/que-tal-deixar-o-medo-de-lado-e-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3140711475777337413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/3140711475777337413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/que-tal-deixar-o-medo-de-lado-e-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-5568888064579086706</id><published>2009-09-05T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:49:13.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SqMGx0FJn3I/AAAAAAAAA8w/orpTZgz2x54/s1600-h/enfants_coquins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378149832874106738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SqMGx0FJn3I/AAAAAAAAA8w/orpTZgz2x54/s400/enfants_coquins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Criança!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;A criança em si é um espetáculo da vida É renovação de espírito, É o anseio de nossa alma É a esperança contida.&lt;br /&gt;Vejo no olhar de cada criançaUm misto de ternura e verdadeÉ um desejo que nasce no peitoDe um mundo melhor, mais felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Cuidemos de nossas criançasDando amor carinho compreensãoPara que cresçam dignamenteSejam o futuro dessa nação.&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns a você com todo carinhoSeja feliz de bom coraçãoViva com amor, dignidadeAssim viverás em um mundo melhorDe eternos momentos de felicidade.de Sebastião Donizeti Eugênio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-5568888064579086706?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/5568888064579086706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-of-life_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/5568888064579086706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/5568888064579086706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-of-life_05.html' title='Things of life'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SqMGx0FJn3I/AAAAAAAAA8w/orpTZgz2x54/s72-c/enfants_coquins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-8507733498927213451</id><published>2009-09-04T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:03:55.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrKyGwpf83I/AAAAAAAAA9A/ygz4f8guvWI/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382560333869085554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrKyGwpf83I/AAAAAAAAA9A/ygz4f8guvWI/s400/lala.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="right"&gt;A maior solidão é a do ser que não ama. A maior solidão é a dor do ser que se ausenta, que se &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SqGBA-hts6I/AAAAAAAAA8o/AZNxxmG7mgQ/s1600-h/Imagem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377721283841471394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SqGBA-hts6I/AAAAAAAAA8o/AZNxxmG7mgQ/s320/Imagem1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;defende, que se fecha, que se recusa a participar da vida humana.A maior solidão é a do homem encerrado em si mesmo, no absoluto de si mesmo,o que não dá a quem pede o que ele pode dar de amor, de amizade, de socorro.O maior solitário é o que tem medo de amar, o que tem medo de ferir e ferir-se,o ser casto da mulher, do amigo, do povo, do mundo. Esse queima como uma lâmpada triste, cujo reflexo entristece também tudo em torno. Ele é a angústia do mundo que o reflete. Ele é o que se recusa às verdadeiras fontes de emoção, as que são o patrimônio de todos, e, encerrado em seu duro privilégio, semeia pedras do alto de sua fria e desolada torre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Vinicius_de_Moraes/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo e aprendendo&lt;br /&gt;Na vida temos muitas surpresas, boas, ruins, inesperadas... Temos que estar preparados para reagir a cada uma delas. Chore, ria, faça careta, pule, dançe, cante, corra, viva. Não tenha medo de Viver e ser feliz!Existem momentos na vida, que podem parecer bobos, que possam parecer comuns para você no enquanto, mas um dia você pode olhar pra traz e diz: esse foi o dia mais feliz de minha vida. "até agora". Por isso, aprecie cada momento na vida, como se fosse único, e especial, com uma pessoa especial.Não busque a felicidade muito longe, ela pode estar mais perto do que você imagina! Tente apenas ser feliz, faça o que der vontade, não se importe com o que os outros dizem sobre você, porem, tente não dizer nada sobre os outros. Não faça com o próximo o que não quer para si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Victor_Hugo/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&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/7572851326726922588-8507733498927213451?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/8507733498927213451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/8507733498927213451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/8507733498927213451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-of-life.html' title='Things of life...'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SrKyGwpf83I/AAAAAAAAA9A/ygz4f8guvWI/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-1612738732411912842</id><published>2009-08-29T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:18:06.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SpmMSRkO3zI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/emjyQotEmGg/s1600-h/encantado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375481875824303922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SpmMSRkO3zI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/emjyQotEmGg/s320/encantado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Que a importância de uma coisa não se mede com fita métrica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nem com balanças nem com barômetros etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Que a importância de uma coisa há de ser medida pelo encantamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que a coisa produza em nós."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Manoel de Barros)&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/7572851326726922588-1612738732411912842?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/1612738732411912842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/08/que-importancia-de-uma-coisa-nao-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1612738732411912842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1612738732411912842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/08/que-importancia-de-uma-coisa-nao-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SpmMSRkO3zI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/emjyQotEmGg/s72-c/encantado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-2456303806245916479</id><published>2009-08-14T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:53:32.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eu continuo com meus sonhos &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;azuis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e você fique ai com os seus amarelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quem sabe a gente se encontre em um dia de &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;í&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ou que sabe &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nuncamais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;,é horrivel esse tal de nunca mais.&lt;br /&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/7572851326726922588-2456303806245916479?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/2456303806245916479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-continuo-com-meus-sonhos-azuis-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/2456303806245916479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/2456303806245916479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-continuo-com-meus-sonhos-azuis-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-1754283363497733224</id><published>2009-08-14T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:48:44.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were alien..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;você seria &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;verde&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e se fosse verde, gostaria de mim?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you were alien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me levaria pra passear na sua astronave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; conhecer o seu país?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ah, você seria de marte?e sua família? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;axo que ela iria me &lt;em&gt;odiar&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se você fosse alien, eu queria ser alien também !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-1754283363497733224?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/1754283363497733224/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-were-alien.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1754283363497733224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/1754283363497733224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-were-alien.html' title='If you were alien..'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-6087997598974511805</id><published>2009-08-05T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:16:54.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diferenças.. Homem, mulher, meio a meio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SnounUXOI7I/AAAAAAAAA68/TDGgZIgLjJ8/s1600-h/wcblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366653158981247922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SnounUXOI7I/AAAAAAAAA68/TDGgZIgLjJ8/s320/wcblog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nem todos reagem do mesmo modo em determinadas situações. Veja;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vendo uma partida de futebol:&lt;br /&gt;Homem: – Que Gooolaço!&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: – Que saco!&lt;br /&gt;Gay: – Que coxas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando vão a cabeleireiro:&lt;br /&gt;Homem: – Corta.&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: – Apare só as pontas.&lt;br /&gt;Gay: – Quero igualzinho o dela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando acordam:&lt;br /&gt;Homem: – Tô morto de fome.&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: – Tô horrível.&lt;br /&gt;Gay: – Onde estou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando estão entediados:&lt;br /&gt;Homem: – Vou dar uma volta.&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: – Vou dar um telefonema.&lt;br /&gt;Gay: – Vou dar alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando estão no campo de futebol:&lt;br /&gt;Homem: – Juiz ladrão.&lt;br /&gt;Mulher: – Por que ninguém passa a bola pra aquele que tá com o apito?&lt;br /&gt;Gay: – Colorado, Colorado…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, eu já disse que sou contra gays né ? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadinhos ;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, créditos : cérebro de barata ! O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bjs gente &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&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/7572851326726922588-6087997598974511805?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/6087997598974511805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/08/diferencas-homem-mulher-meio-meio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/6087997598974511805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/6087997598974511805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/08/diferencas-homem-mulher-meio-meio.html' title='Diferenças.. Homem, mulher, meio a meio!'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SnounUXOI7I/AAAAAAAAA68/TDGgZIgLjJ8/s72-c/wcblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-7312329058086797816</id><published>2009-07-23T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:58:57.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SmkHNU-cXKI/AAAAAAAAA60/sbWVC8LHkTU/s1600-h/OgAAADD8RCgk8nbkm7nVdYMYi12cbIiBL9_9Ew0UebBFYZ2xZUySK0saXz-Up9OBdGGB3-rgXa6Z_0RWbR1XBKjiGLMAm1T1UOGMl__nQ495xAzS2j8HnPnBDje4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361824756911594658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SmkHNU-cXKI/AAAAAAAAA60/sbWVC8LHkTU/s320/OgAAADD8RCgk8nbkm7nVdYMYi12cbIiBL9_9Ew0UebBFYZ2xZUySK0saXz-Up9OBdGGB3-rgXa6Z_0RWbR1XBKjiGLMAm1T1UOGMl__nQ495xAzS2j8HnPnBDje4%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ás vezes quando paramos para pensar e refletimos pelos nossos atos, é quando vemos o quanto erramos, o quanto magoamos, o quanto nos magoaram e o quanto as pessoas erraram conosco. Mas, são nesses momentos que percebemos que para algumas pessoas nós valemos algo, e que mesmo errando com elas, somos perdoados, então, é aí que aprendemos que devemos perdoar. Dê sempre uma outra chance, não tenha medo. Você pode se tornar mais feliz e fazer a pessoa mais feliz. Se uma pessoa erra com você, não esconda dela o seu sentimento, converse, desabafe, conte o que você pensa. Não guarde as mágoas só com você, compartilhe-a e aceite a ajuda do seu próximo, aqueles que te ajudarem serão aqueles que realmente querem o seu bem..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lembre-se sempre que devemos lutar até o fim e que seja o que Deus quiser, estamos na vida dispostos a tudo e que tudo seja assim!&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/7572851326726922588-7312329058086797816?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/7312329058086797816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-vezes-quando-paramos-para-pensar-e.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/7312329058086797816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/7312329058086797816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-vezes-quando-paramos-para-pensar-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SmkHNU-cXKI/AAAAAAAAA60/sbWVC8LHkTU/s72-c/OgAAADD8RCgk8nbkm7nVdYMYi12cbIiBL9_9Ew0UebBFYZ2xZUySK0saXz-Up9OBdGGB3-rgXa6Z_0RWbR1XBKjiGLMAm1T1UOGMl__nQ495xAzS2j8HnPnBDje4%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-6316289542847429719</id><published>2009-07-23T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:14:10.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>parece que nem o tempo irá mudar, tudo aquilo que a sua presença conseguiu me deixar. Todas as palavras e sonhos de amor, todas as burradas que me causaram tanta dor.É incrível como você nunca percebeu, que a pessoa que mais te amou nessa vida fui eu.É difícil ter que acreditar, que não há o que fazer, não tem mais nada a reparar. Tudo que aconteceu, não tem mais explicação. Pra mim agora você &lt;em&gt;morreu&lt;/em&gt;, só me falta te tirar do coração. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tanta coisa, agora acho que aprendi. Mas se eu pudesse fazer um desejo, escolheria te ter de novo aqui ;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-6316289542847429719?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/6316289542847429719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/07/parece-que-nem-o-tempo-ira-mudar-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/6316289542847429719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/6316289542847429719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/07/parece-que-nem-o-tempo-ira-mudar-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-4005013374525323777</id><published>2009-07-20T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:56:18.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SmUSJDC1ErI/AAAAAAAAA6s/S7AOn2vUPMY/s1600-h/amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360710878099739314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SmUSJDC1ErI/AAAAAAAAA6s/S7AOn2vUPMY/s320/amigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pode ser que um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; deixemos de nos falar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mais, enquanto houver amizade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;faremos as pazes de novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pode ser que um dia o tempo passe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mais, se a amizade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;permanecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;um do outro há de se lembrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pode ser que um dia nos afastemos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mais, se formos amigos de verdade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a amizade nos reaproximará.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pode ser que um dia não mais existamos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mais, se ainda sobrar amizade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nasceremos de novo, um para o outro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pode ser que um dia tudo acabe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;msid, com a amizade construiremos tudo novamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cada vez de forma diferente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sendo único e inesquecível cada momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que juntos viveremos e nos lembraremos pra sempre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;amizade é poder confiar em alguém de olhos fechados e saber que nunca vai tropeçar (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LL&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feliz Dia do Amigo! &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/7572851326726922588-4005013374525323777?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/4005013374525323777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/07/pode-ser-que-um-dia-deixemos-de-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/4005013374525323777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/4005013374525323777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/07/pode-ser-que-um-dia-deixemos-de-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SmUSJDC1ErI/AAAAAAAAA6s/S7AOn2vUPMY/s72-c/amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572851326726922588.post-7978987487081817659</id><published>2009-07-20T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:56:57.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='começo'/><title type='text'>Coomeço ? õ/</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Todo começo é difícil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demanda mais do que coragem, mas também decisão, abertura, inteligência!&lt;br /&gt;Amei muitas pessoas na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas diferentemente de outras. Mas amei. Muito. Algumas ainda amo, outras já esqueci.&lt;br /&gt; E tem algumas que amarei pra sempre! &lt;strong&gt;AMOR (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LL&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que me acontece. Por mais que eu me iluda, sofra, caia, esse bichinho chamado AMOR não me abandona nunca! Acho que quando nasci, injetaram em mim alguma coisa que me cega pra maldade humana.&lt;br /&gt;Isso é ruim, e bom também.&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer forma, estou aqui pra um novo :D&lt;br /&gt;Deixei pessoas que não queria, amei quem não devia, e daí?&lt;br /&gt;Cada momento que vivi valeu a pena. Porque me transformou na pessoa que sou hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Cada queda me deixou mais forte.&lt;br /&gt;Cada decepção me ajudou a formar meu caráter.&lt;br /&gt; E nada nem ninguém vai mudar isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou feliz, desista!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E serei assim, pra &lt;em&gt;sempre&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um &lt;em&gt;eterno&lt;/em&gt; bem vindo a todos :&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572851326726922588-7978987487081817659?l=thaaivn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/feeds/7978987487081817659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/07/coomeco-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/7978987487081817659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572851326726922588/posts/default/7978987487081817659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thaaivn.blogspot.com/2009/07/coomeco-o.html' title='Coomeço ? õ/'/><author><name>Thaai ;@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09703231089114909474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmstZb9ymaY/SoWu4qPH6bI/AAAAAAAAA7o/K5cCjF0Bg9Q/S220/bff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
