<?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-1723179684293135896</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:13:22.350-03:00</updated><category term='vida'/><category term='amigas'/><category term='você'/><category term='carnaval'/><category term='festa'/><category term='amor'/><category term='Reis magos'/><category term='Folia de Reis'/><category term='make up'/><title type='text'>Como diria meu amigo Jack, o Estripador...   Vamos por partes! :D</title><subtitle type='html'>A ambição é como a fome. Sua única lei é seu apetite. (Josh Billings).

Bio: Um pouco divertida, um pouco irônica. Boa ouvinte, melhor falando. Converso até com poste. Tem 5 minutos? É que eu desenvolvo.

Seja bem vindo monstrinhos e monstrinhas ;D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-4127540459596004347</id><published>2010-02-15T15:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:50:22.122-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Make up Pin-Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Passo a passo pra fazer o look: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1º passo: Pele&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Limpe, hidrate o rosto e aplique  uma base opaca. Cubra eventuais manchas, marcas e olheiras com um  corretivo. Em seguida, dê o acabamento à pele com pó facial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2º  passo: Olhos&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aplique uma sombra branca acetinada na  pálpebra superior e esfumace em direção às sobrancelhas. Faça um traço  com delineador líquido preto rente aos cílios superiores, bem no estilo  gatinho. Marque as sobrancelhas com um lápis específico, em um tom  próximo da cor dos fios, enfatizando o desenho arqueado e cobrindo  falhas. Cole os cílios postiços (aprenda a colocá-los no item Cílios  postiços) e use o curvex para uni-los aos naturais. Aplique máscara  preta nos cílios superiores e, de leve, nos inferiores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3º  passo: Blush e boca&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Espalhe generosamente blush rosa  opaco nas maçãs do rosto. Delineie a boca com lápis (dica: é mais fácil  começar o desenho pelo V do lábio superior). Depois, preencha com um  batom de tom vermelho vivo e textura opaca. Não se esqueça: batom e  lápis labial devem ter o mesmo tom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Algumas fotos do make pin-up:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3lug_C5ImI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DQOVp3TQdSE/s1600-h/estilo-pinup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3lug_C5ImI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DQOVp3TQdSE/s320/estilo-pinup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luVQnDC5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/j00NuPmLeH0/s1600-h/254_make-das-pin-ups_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luVQnDC5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/j00NuPmLeH0/s320/254_make-das-pin-ups_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luiPUYzTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7C8LQSQpXMA/s1600-h/dita-von-teese-13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luiPUYzTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7C8LQSQpXMA/s320/dita-von-teese-13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3lujXOOM0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/drQ6DQ_Rcw4/s1600-h/dita-von-teese-14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3lujXOOM0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/drQ6DQ_Rcw4/s320/dita-von-teese-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luovfR-_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/LpZqCij1ZCY/s1600-h/maquiagem+pin+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luovfR-_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/LpZqCij1ZCY/s320/maquiagem+pin+up.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3lun5ySguI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9WzsfHDLxIA/s1600-h/katy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3lun5ySguI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9WzsfHDLxIA/s320/katy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luuSyEkVI/AAAAAAAAALI/Vfk9a9kR1co/s1600-h/thumbs_katy-perry-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luuSyEkVI/AAAAAAAAALI/Vfk9a9kR1co/s320/thumbs_katy-perry-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luslTbuPI/AAAAAAAAALA/Tnfard4NDQo/s1600-h/thumbs_dita-von-teese-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3luslTbuPI/AAAAAAAAALA/Tnfard4NDQo/s320/thumbs_dita-von-teese-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Materiais principais para fazer o Look:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1266246648825"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1266246648826"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3l24qHmDnI/AAAAAAAAALg/ufNsAkTKsUs/s1600-h/estilo-pinup-delineador.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3l24qHmDnI/AAAAAAAAALg/ufNsAkTKsUs/s320/estilo-pinup-delineador.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3l28Kw810I/AAAAAAAAALo/Mxv72_Jat7s/s1600-h/estilo-pinup-produtos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3l28Kw810I/AAAAAAAAALo/Mxv72_Jat7s/s320/estilo-pinup-produtos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sugestões de  produtos para compor o make:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Base opaca: Color  Ideal FPS 15, Lancôme, R$ 181. &lt;br /&gt;Sombra branca: Colour Surge Eye  Shadow Soft Shimmer cor Sugar Sugar, Clinique, R$ 76. &lt;br /&gt;Lápis para  sobrancelhas, Contém 1g, R$ 24. &lt;br /&gt;Blush rosa opaco: Powder Blush cor  Pink Swoon, MAC, R$ 89. &lt;br /&gt;Lápis labial: Lip Pencil cor Redd, MAC, R$  62. &lt;br /&gt;Batom: Lipstick cor Russian Red, MAC, R$ 69. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;fonte: &lt;a href="http://elle.abril.com.br/beleza/maquiagem/make-das-pin-ups-485401.shtml"&gt;http://elle.abril.com.br/beleza/maquiagem/make-das-pin-ups-485401.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-4127540459596004347?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/4127540459596004347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-up-pin-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/4127540459596004347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/4127540459596004347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-up-pin-up.html' title='Make up Pin-Up.'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3lug_C5ImI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DQOVp3TQdSE/s72-c/estilo-pinup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-3918164165439855759</id><published>2010-02-15T09:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:53:24.425-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carnaval'/><title type='text'>make up de Carnaval *-*</title><content type='html'>Maquiagem de Carnaval tem que ser sempre vibrante e colorida né...&lt;br /&gt;Pois então já que estamos em ritmo de Carnaval e feriadão.&lt;br /&gt;Vou mostrar &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;15 looks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; de sombras, para vocês terem uma idéia para o Carnaval:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3kzqtwvbRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GbfPUl8M6ts/s1600-h/3985_6007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3kzqtwvbRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GbfPUl8M6ts/s200/3985_6007.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; 1 -&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3ky-6NOp6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/QS7q4qENlFA/s1600-h/carnaval.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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15 -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ai gostaram das idéias?&lt;br /&gt;eu prefiro os tons neons *-* acho lindo.&lt;br /&gt;mais as outras estão bem coloridas também.&lt;br /&gt;Meninas na proxima postagem eu volto com um make pin up *-*&lt;br /&gt;Beeeijos minha gatas! @@ :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-3918164165439855759?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3918164165439855759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-up-de-carnaval.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/3918164165439855759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/3918164165439855759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-up-de-carnaval.html' title='make up de Carnaval *-*'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S3kzqtwvbRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GbfPUl8M6ts/s72-c/3985_6007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-666900478800237157</id><published>2010-02-01T14:01:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:55:58.094-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pin Up *------------------*'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma &lt;b&gt;pin-up&lt;/b&gt; é uma modelo cujas imagens sensuais  produzidas em grande escala exercem um forte atrativo na cultura pop. Destinadas à exibição informal, as  pin-ups constituem-se num tipo leve de erotismo.  As mulheres consideradas &lt;b&gt;pin-ups&lt;/b&gt; são geralmente modelos e atrizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="thumb tleft" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="thumbinner" style="width: 222px;"&gt;&lt;div class="thumbcaption"&gt;&lt;div class="magnify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pin-up&lt;/b&gt; também pode se referir a desenhos, pinturas e outras  ilustrações feitas por imitação a estas fotos. O termo foi documentado  pela primeira vez em inglês em 1941; contudo, seu uso pode ser rastreado pelo menos  até a década de 1890. As imagens “pin up” podiam ser recortadas de revistas,  jornais,  cartões postais, cromo-litografias  e assim por diante. Tais fotos apareciam freqüentemente em calendários,  os quais eram produzidos para serem &lt;b&gt;pendurados&lt;/b&gt; (em inglês, &lt;b&gt;pin  up&lt;/b&gt;) de alguma forma. Posteriormente, posters de “pin-up girls” começaram a ser  produzidos em massa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Muitas “pin ups” eram fotografias  de celebridades consideradas &lt;i&gt;sex  symbols&lt;/i&gt;. Betty Grable foi uma das mais populares dentre  as primeiras “pin-ups”. Um de seus posters tornou-se onipresente nos  armários dos soldados norte-americanos durante a Segunda Guerra Mundial. Outras  pin-ups eram trabalhos artísticos, freqüentemente representando versões  idealizadas do que alguns imaginavam ser a representação de uma mulher  particularmente atraente. Um exemplo antigo do último tipo foi a &lt;i&gt;Gibson  girl&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;i&gt;garota de Gibson&lt;/i&gt;), desenhada por Charles  Dana Gibson. O gênero também deu origem a vários artistas  especializados, tais como Gil Elvgren, Alberto Vargas,  George Petty e  Art Frahm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a class="image" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ficheiro:Pin-up_1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="thumbimage" height="452" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/71/Pin-up_1.jpg/220px-Pin-up_1.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A expressão “&lt;b&gt;cheesecake&lt;/b&gt;” é sinônimo de “foto pin-up”. O  mais antigo uso documentado neste sentido é de 1934&lt;span class="reference plainlinksneverexpand" id="ref_pinup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, antecipando-se a  “pin-up”, embora anedotas afirmem que a expressão  estava em uso na gíria pelo menos 20 anos antes, originalmente na frase  (dita sobre uma bela mulher) “better than cheesecake”  (algo como &lt;i&gt;um verdadeiro pitéu&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje em dia, homens também podem ser considerados “pin ups” e existem  equivalentes masculinos de modelos e atores atraentes como Brad  Pitt. O termo equivalente, nesta acepção, é “beefcake” (algo  como &lt;i&gt;bofe&lt;/i&gt;, em gíria brasileira).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em anos recentes, ilustradores (a saber, Rion Vernon),  têm explorado pin-ups de modo mais radical. Vernon, criador do termo  "pinup toons" ,  fundiu a clássica garota pin-up com os elementos da HQ e cartoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;← Pin-up de Patrick Hitte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dianabronholo.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/pinup01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://dianabronholo.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/pinup01.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://msp128.photobucket.com/albums/p180/kazkayde/pin%20up%20girls/pin-up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://msp128.photobucket.com/albums/p180/kazkayde/pin%20up%20girls/pin-up.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/9696/pinup32yv4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/9696/pinup32yv4.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://esmaltedasemana.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Pin-Up-Girl-on-the-Telephone-Print-C12256469.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://esmaltedasemana.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Pin-Up-Girl-on-the-Telephone-Print-C12256469.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-666900478800237157?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/666900478800237157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/02/pin-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/666900478800237157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/666900478800237157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/02/pin-up.html' title='Pin Up *------------------*&apos;'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-52433840050480358</id><published>2010-02-01T13:31:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T13:31:33.795-02:00</updated><title type='text'>por: Vick ♥'</title><content type='html'>Nós &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;podemos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;voltar ao &lt;/span&gt;que &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;costumávamos&lt;/span&gt; ser?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="G15r46myHQB"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&amp;nbsp;  As &lt;span style="color: #666666; font-weight: bold;"&gt;borb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tas&lt;/span&gt; vão voltar agora&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;       &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nós&lt;/span&gt; podemos&lt;span style="color: #33ffff;"&gt; jog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;ar       t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;udo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;fora&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; podemos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;Desistir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;do que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;costumávamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ser&lt;/span&gt;  seria fácil&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt; é assim &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;"&gt;deveria&lt;/span&gt; ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="G15r46myHQB"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sim&lt;/span&gt;, de volta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ao&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;tumá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6633ff;"&gt;vam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;os&lt;/span&gt; ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-52433840050480358?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/52433840050480358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/02/por-vick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/52433840050480358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/52433840050480358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/02/por-vick.html' title='por: Vick ♥&apos;'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-1095490252067457901</id><published>2010-01-18T14:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:28:47.989-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O passo e o compasso...</title><content type='html'>Ando com os passos&lt;br /&gt;- passo a passo -&lt;br /&gt;sem nenhum compasso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu passo andava triste,&lt;br /&gt;mais um dia conheceu o compasso&lt;br /&gt;e acabou os passos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E viraram compassos!&lt;br /&gt;e não gostei&lt;br /&gt;pois eram rápidos e cansados&lt;br /&gt;o compasso ficou e os passos larguei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o compasso compassou...&lt;br /&gt;e um dia quebrou&lt;br /&gt;procurei os passos que deixei&lt;br /&gt;mais nunca os achei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi feito pelo meu irmão g&lt;i&gt;eeeeeeeeen&lt;/i&gt;te ele tem 12 anos , acreditem se quiser , pode procurar n net quem duvida :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijo e me liguem (&lt;b&gt;mp&lt;/b&gt;)'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-1095490252067457901?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1095490252067457901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-passo-e-o-compasso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/1095490252067457901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/1095490252067457901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-passo-e-o-compasso.html' title='O passo e o compasso...'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-7762404701709764777</id><published>2010-01-09T17:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:45:24.330-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Onteeeem aniveer do Elvis Presleeeey! Ele faria 75 anos! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/04_02/elvis11004_468x320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/04_02/elvis11004_468x320.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Se estivesse vivo, &lt;i&gt;Elvis Presley assopraria 75 velinhas&lt;/i&gt; diante de um  coro de milhões de fãs neste dia 8 de janeiro de 2010. Mas o astro  morreu (ou não, como querem acreditar muitos de seus fãs inconformados)  no dia 16 de agosto de 1977, vítima de ataque cardíaco (oficialmente) -  seu corpo foi encontrado no banheiro pela namorada, Ginger Alden, e uma  necropsia teria detectado que um coquetel de medicamentos, entre eles  Demerol, teria levado Elvis à morte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Elvis Aaron Presley nasceu no dia 8 de janeiro de 1935, na cidade de  East Tupelo, Estado do Mississippi, nos Estados Unidos. Sobrevivente de  uma dupla de gêmeos univitelinos (seu irmão, Jessie Garon, nasceu  morto), o cantor tinha ascendência escocesa por parte de pai. Já sua mãe  tinha origens nos estados de Carolina do Norte e Sul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;TALENTO INFANTIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Como a maioria das grandes estrelas terrenas, ele teve uma infância  pobre. Ainda garoto, seu pai lhe presenteou com um violão e Elvis  conquistou o segundo lugar em um concurso de Novos Talentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Uma de suas maiores virtudes era a voz. Devido ao seu alcance vocal que,  segundo especialistas, atingia notas musicais raras para um cantor  popular, conquistou multidões e tornou-se um dos maiores ícones da  cultura popular mundial do século 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bardamontanha.com.br/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/elvis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://bardamontanha.com.br/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/elvis.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;SUCESSOS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na lista dos maiores sucessos do Rei do Rock destacam-se &lt;i&gt;Don't Be  Cruel &lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt; Love me Tender &lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt; It's Now Or Never &lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;  Can't Help Falling In Love &lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt; Surrender &lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt; Crying In The  Chapel &lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt; Mystery Train &lt;/i&gt; e &lt;i&gt; Suspicious Minds &lt;/i&gt;, entre  outras baladas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Mais de 30 anos após sua morte, Elvis é até hoje um dos artistas solo  detentor do maior número de hits nas paradas mundiais - e um dos maiores  recordistas mundiais também em vendas de discos de todos os tempos. O  astro tem mais de 1 bilhão de discos vendidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INVENTOR DO ROCK&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Entre suas marcas, uma das mais importantes aconteceu no dia 5 de julho  de 1954. Elvis ensaiava algumas canções de forma improvisada quando  começou a cantar &lt;i&gt; That's All Right, Mama &lt;/i&gt;, provocando grande  entusiasmo nos estúdios. Muitos creditam a esse episódio marque o  nascimento do rock'n'roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://addsite.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/elvis-presley-elton-boss.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=580" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://addsite.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/elvis-presley-elton-boss.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=580" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OS DOIS LADOS DA FAMA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se de um lado Elvis tornou-se o primeiro grande astro da música popular  no mundo, alcançando recordes de vendas de discos e topos nas paradas  musicais nunca antes experimentados, por outro lado isso lhe trouxe  alguns inconvenientes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Elvis foi implacavelmente perseguido pelos múltiplos segmentos  reacionários dos Estados Unidos de diferentes etnias. A classe dominante  o julgava representante de uma estética popular inferior. Os negros,  por sua vez, entendiam que nenhum branco poderia representar o rock,  estilo que teve suas origens no r&amp;amp;b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;ELVIS EM HOLLYWOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Uma vertente menos cortante da faca de dois gumes da fama levou Elvis,  entre 1960 e 1969, a experimentar no cinema o mesmo sucesso que ele  tinha na música. Mesmo com uma avalanche de críticas, o mundo parou para  ver Elvis Presley na tela grande. Os filmes eram ruins, mas faziam um  tremendo sucesso de público. Entre os que mais atraíram plateias estão &lt;i&gt;  Estrela de Fogo &lt;/i&gt; (1960), &lt;i&gt; Coração Rebelde &lt;/i&gt; (1961), &lt;i&gt; Em  Cada Sonho Um Amor &lt;/i&gt; (1962), &lt;i&gt; O Seresteiro de Acapulco &lt;/i&gt; (1963)  e &lt;i&gt; Amor a Toda Velocidade &lt;/i&gt; (1964).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;PRÊMIOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A consagração da crítica aconteceu somente no campo musical, quando, em  1967, ele ganhou o Grammy pelo disco &lt;i&gt; How Great Thou Art&lt;/i&gt; - ao  longo da carreira foram três Grammy. O disco foi um estrondoso sucesso  de público e crítica, mostrando que, mesmo tendo abandonado a carreira  hollywoodiana, Elvis continuava sendo Elvis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.substantivoplural.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/elvis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.substantivoplural.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/elvis.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Em maio do mesmo ano, ele ganharia outro prêmio, Priscilla. A garota de  cara ingênua do Brooklyn, mais conhecida pelas novas gerações como musa  da cinessérie de comédia &lt;i&gt; Corra Que a Polícia Vem Aí &lt;/i&gt;, fisgou o  coração do Rei e casou-se com ele. Os dois tiveram uma filha, Lisa Marie  Presley, um ano mais tarde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Cinco anos depois, em 1972, o casamento com Priscilla chegaria ao fim.  Rumores de traições de parte a parte, além de uma concorrida agenda de  shows do astro, culminaram no desgaste da relação. No ano seguinte,  apesar da aparente depressão, Elvis voltou ao topo das paradas com a  música &lt;i&gt; Burning Love &lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O ADEUS DO REI DO ROCK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Após a separação, Elvis começou a ter problemas de saúde, basicamente,  pelo seu constante aumento de peso. Ainda assim, trabalhava muito, seus  shows eram disputadíssimos, com um recorde de público quebrado após o  outro. Em 1976, um ano antes de sua morte, Elvis fez mais de 100  espetáculos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Contudo, em 16 de agosto de 1977, o Rei morreria. Sua morte, causada por  um colapso fulminante associado à disfunção cardíaca, chocou o mundo.  Ele foi encontrado morto no banheiro de sua famosa propriedade,  Graceland, por sua namorada na época, Ginger Alden, por volta das 14  horas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osarmenios.com.br/wp-content/uploads/elvis-post-certo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.osarmenios.com.br/wp-content/uploads/elvis-post-certo.JPG" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Milhares de fãs se aglomeraram em torno da casa de Elvis no dia de sua  morte, fato que se repete até hoje, todos os anos, em Graceland, onde  está o túmulo do artista. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje não seria errado dizer que Elvis Presley é ainda maior do que foi  em vida. Seu primeiro telefilme biográfico, &lt;i&gt; Elvis &lt;/i&gt;, foi  realizado em 1979. Em 1986, o mito entrou para o hall da fama do rock,  na categoria de "sócio e fundador". No ano seguinte, um American Music  Awards lhe concedeu o prêmio pelo conjunto da obra. Em 1991, a mansão de  Graceland foi considerada Patrimônio Histórico dos EUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte:&lt;a href="http://diversao.terra.com.br/gente/noticias/0,,OI4193016-EI13419,00-Parabens+Elvis+Presley.html"&gt;http://diversao.terra.com.br/gente/noticias/0,,OI4193016-EI13419,00-Parabens+Elvis+Presley.html &lt;/a&gt;&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/1723179684293135896-7762404701709764777?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7762404701709764777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/onteeeem-aniveer-do-elvis-presleeeey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/7762404701709764777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/7762404701709764777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/onteeeem-aniveer-do-elvis-presleeeey.html' title='Onteeeem aniveer do Elvis Presleeeey! Ele faria 75 anos! :D'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-6535735773800924977</id><published>2010-01-06T19:29:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T12:14:48.157-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciúmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ciúme&lt;/b&gt; é "&lt;i&gt;a reação complexa a uma ameaça perceptível a uma  relação valiosa ou à sua qualidade.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;.  Provoca o temor da perda e envolve sempre três ou mais pessoas, a pessoa  que sente ciúmes - sujeito ativo do ciúme -, a pessoa de quem se sente  ciúmes - sujeito passivo do ciúme - e a terceira ou terceiras pessoas  que são o motivo dos ciúmes - pivô do ciúme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://adeusmundocruel.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/ciumes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://adeusmundocruel.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/ciumes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O complexo de inferioridade entra, quando começamos a ‘imagiNar’ como será a outra, ou quando por acaso a conhecemos e começamos a nos comparar com ela; e reconhecemos que pode ser que ela tenha algo mais atraente que nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="Ci.C3.BAme_como_mero_sentimento"&gt;Ciúme  como mero sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O ciúme, em princípio, é um sentimento tão natural ao ser humano como  o tédio  e a raiva. Nós sempre vivenciamos este sentimento em algum momento da  vida, diferem apenas suas razões e as emoções que sentimos. Como todo  sentimento, tem seu lado positivo e seu lado negativo&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogalize.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/ciumes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://blogalize.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/ciumes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="O_lado_positivo:_protege_o_amor"&gt;O lado  positivo: protege o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nos relacionamentos onde os sentimentos de ciúme são moderados e  ocasionais, ele lembra ao casal que um não deve considerar o outro como  definitivamente conquistado. Pode encorajar casais a fazer com que se  apreciem mutuamente e façam um esforço consciente para assegurar que o  parceiro se sinta valorizado&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ciúme potencializa as emoções, fazendo o amor se sentir mais forte e o  sexo mais apaixonado. Em doses pequenas e manejáveis, ciúme pode ser um  estímulo positivo num relacionamento. Mas quando é intenso ou  irracional, a história é bem diferente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="O_lado_negativo:_prejudica_o_amor"&gt;O lado  negativo: prejudica o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Às vezes sentimentos de ciúme podem ficar desproporcionais. Por  exemplo, quando um homem provoca uma cena embaraçosa numa festa porque  sua mulher aceita um convite para dançar com um velho amigo ou quando  uma mulher é tomada de ciúmes excessivos pelo fato de o marido ter uma  mulher como chefe no trabalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Este tipo de reação pode afetar gravemente uma relação, levando o  outro parceiro a sentir-se constantemente pisando em ovos para evitar  uma crise de ciúme. O parceiro ciumento, muitas vezes ciente de seu  problema, oscila entre sentimentos de culpa e auto-justificação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="Ci.C3.BAme_e_inveja"&gt;Ciúme e inveja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O ciúme está intimamente relacionado à inveja. A  diferença é que a inveja não envolve o sentimento de perda presente no  ciúme. Mas ambas são um misto de desconforto e raiva e atormentam aquele  que cobiça algo que outra pessoa tem. Quanto mais baixa for a  auto-estima, mais propensa está a pessoa de sofrer com um dos dois  sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Outra diferença entre ambos reside no fato de o ciúme, quando  ultrapassa certo limite, se transforma em patologia, coisa que não  acontece com a inveja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ciúme e inveja desviam o foco de quem os sentem para os cuidados com a  própria vida, tão preocupado fica com a vida de outra pessoa. Por outro  lado, se enfrentados, podem levar a atitudes positivas como melhorar a  aparência, desenvolver novas habilidades e trabalhar a auto-estima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlXg7jmShs/SeFgHzkOq_I/AAAAAAAAAuc/KrYyV3NNbkw/s1600-h/ciume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323641921746152434" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlXg7jmShs/SeFgHzkOq_I/AAAAAAAAAuc/KrYyV3NNbkw/s320/ciume.jpg" style="display: block; height: 186px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 297px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ciúmes de  coisas que fazem parte de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Ciúmes de  amigos,família,amigas,animais,irmãos,imãs,namorados e etcs.&lt;br /&gt;Ciúmes de  outras e outros.&lt;br /&gt;Ciúmes de brinquedos.&lt;br /&gt;Ciúmes de músicas.&lt;br /&gt;Ciúmes  de jogos.&lt;br /&gt;Ciúmes de motivos especiais.&lt;br /&gt;Ciúmes Ciúmes Ciúmes,  todos nós temos ciúmes do que mais nos toca.&lt;br /&gt;EU tenho ciúme de quem  eu amo e de que eu consigo çç, é muito ruim você gostar de algo primeiro  que muitos e depois que as pessoas veem na midia se tornarem modinha e  começar ter o mesmo gosto. é eu tenho ciúme disso e qual é o problema de  ter ciúme da banda que vc mais ama ? ela ñ é simplesmente a modinha na  midia é algo que você LUTA para ter o próprio gosto.&lt;br /&gt;sim, tenho  ciúmes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="318" src="http://www.videolog.tv/ajax/codigoPlayer.php?id_video=272057&amp;amp;relacionados=S&amp;amp;default=S&amp;amp;lang=PT_BR&amp;amp;cor_fundo=000000&amp;amp;swf=1&amp;amp;width=424&amp;amp;height=318" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="424"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fontes: &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/P%C3%A1gina_principal"&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Página_principal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://almostdreamxx.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://almostdreamxx.blogspot.com/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://videolog.uol.com.br/video.php?id=272057"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://videolog.uol.com.br/video.php?id=272057 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1723179684293135896-6535735773800924977?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6535735773800924977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/ciumeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6535735773800924977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6535735773800924977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/ciumeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees.html' title='Ciúmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNlXg7jmShs/SeFgHzkOq_I/AAAAAAAAAuc/KrYyV3NNbkw/s72-c/ciume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-6856934063989593457</id><published>2010-01-06T13:01:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T12:21:22.919-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Headband, acessório hippie que tá fazendo a nossa cabeça!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S0SktMdmjVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qUdPIJZn8r0/s1600-h/purple_headband.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S0SktMdmjVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qUdPIJZn8r0/s200/purple_headband.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;História&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;   O início da headbands iniciados o mais tardar,  os gregos antigos que usavam coroas de cabelo. Os gregos e romanos  usavam estas peças para ocasiões muito especiais ou um evento  importante. Culturas como os etruscos e os romanos começaram a  decorar as suas coroas de jóias feita de ouro e prata. &lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Enquanto grinaldas são  certamente um início provável de headbands de hoje, alguns acreditam que  as faixas de cabelo atual dias tem lentamente tomado forma de lenços  que eram usadas em torno da cabeça ou foram modificadas a partir da  faixa de chapéus que amarrado sob o queixo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S0SlnTSjCRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jDOTUpzkMG8/s1600-h/01hippieheadbands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S0SlnTSjCRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jDOTUpzkMG8/s400/01hippieheadbands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Vamos&amp;nbsp; fazer um &lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;HeadBand&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;é mt &lt;span style="background-color: orange; color: black;"&gt;f&lt;i&gt;áaaaaaaaaa&lt;/i&gt;cil&lt;/span&gt; meniinas *----------------*' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;1º passo&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; pegue  &lt;i&gt;três&lt;/i&gt; cordinhas (&lt;i&gt;do material que você tiver em casa/ prefirir&lt;/i&gt;) de 50 á 60 cm, use e abuse mt&lt;i&gt;aaaaa&lt;/i&gt;s cores  &lt;img alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" src="http://yourstyle.com.br/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" /&gt; , ou use apenas uma cor ; (&lt;i&gt;Você decide!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;2º passo&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; dê um nó  nas pontas das cordinhas e faça uma trança até faltar uns 2 cm de  cordinha. Com o resto você dá outro nó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;3º passo&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; coloque em  sua cabeça e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;se diviirta mt &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;KDSOAKFOOPSKOPGOPA&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;KOPKFOPAKF'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-6856934063989593457?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6856934063989593457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/headband-acessorio-hippieque-ta-fazendo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6856934063989593457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6856934063989593457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/headband-acessorio-hippieque-ta-fazendo.html' title='Headband, acessório hippie que tá fazendo a nossa cabeça!'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/S0SktMdmjVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qUdPIJZn8r0/s72-c/purple_headband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-3435520956406368502</id><published>2010-01-06T10:14:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:14:51.047-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O CORPO SEMPRE FALA CONOSCO; O corpo fala á todo instante... Pequenos atos revelam o que estamos sentindo e até mesmo omitindo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="detalhesintegra" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bdscon09.jex.com.br/includes/imagem.php?id_jornal=16452&amp;amp;id_noticia=75" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" border="0" height="320" src="http://www.bdscon09.jex.com.br/includes/imagem.php?id_jornal=16452&amp;amp;id_noticia=75" style="margin-top: 0px;" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;O corpo sempre fala conosco, precisamos apenas parar para  ouvi-lo. Ficar atento à sua própria linguagem corporal e usá-la de forma  intencional pode ajudar a expressar aquilo que deseja e reforçar o  conteúdo de suas palavras. Esses movimentos acontecem quase como um  padrão para todas as pessoas. Analisa expressões raiva, mentira,  felicidade, rancor, medo, estresse, prazer entre outras expressões que o  ser humano é capaz de demonstrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Por essa razão, conhecer sobre  linguagem corporal pode ajudar o indivíduo não só a entender o outro  como a si mesmo. Apenas 0, 001% da população tem esse dom próprio de  identificar nas pessoas atos e sensibilidades que na maioria das vezes  são estudadas  por pessoa  sem o dom .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Existem gestos  negativos que indicam dúvida, recusa ou insatisfação, não  necessariamente representando um confronto ou agressão. Eles podem ser  indicadores de que mudanças na conversa são necessárias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Estão nesse  grupo os atos de coçar a cabeça, esfregar os olhos, o nariz ou as  orelhas. Todos indicam dúvidas. Esfregar os olhos, por exemplo, pode  indicar que a pessoa "não está conseguindo enxergar". Já coçar ou tocar a  testa indica confusão ou embaraço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Particularmente não queria ter o  dom que poucas pessoas têm (0,001%);pois todas as pessoas mentem ,e no  fundo o que  todos querem escutar é apenas o que as convém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="detalhesintegra" style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="detalhesintegra" style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="detalhesintegra" style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Web site: &lt;a class="detalheslink" href="http://google/" target="_blank"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Autor:  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Kathleen  Caroline Coutinho De Oliveira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="detalheschamada" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="detalhessintese" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="detalhessintese" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.bdscon09.jex.com.br/"&gt;http://www.bdscon09.jex.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&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/1723179684293135896-3435520956406368502?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3435520956406368502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-corpo-sempre-fala-conosco-o-corpo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/3435520956406368502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/3435520956406368502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-corpo-sempre-fala-conosco-o-corpo.html' title='O CORPO SEMPRE FALA CONOSCO; O corpo fala á todo instante... Pequenos atos revelam o que estamos sentindo e até mesmo omitindo...'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-8482259944574459838</id><published>2010-01-06T10:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:08:34.232-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reis magos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Folia de Reis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festa'/><title type='text'>Dia de Reis o que e isso?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O &lt;b&gt;Dia de Reis&lt;/b&gt;, segundo a tradição cristã,  seria aquele em que Jesus Cristo&lt;i&gt;uns magos&lt;/i&gt;" que, segundo o hagiológio,  foram três Reis Magos, e que ocorrera no  dia 6 de janeiro. A noite do dia 5  de janeiro e madrugada do dia 6  é conhecida como "Noite de Reis". recém-nascido recebera a visita  de "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cultura.mg.gov.br/arquivos/Museus/Image/folia-de-reis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.cultura.mg.gov.br/arquivos/Museus/Image/folia-de-reis.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A data marca, para os católicos, o dia para a veneração  aos Reis Magos, que a tradição surgida no século  VIII converteu nos santos &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Melchior" title="Melchior"&gt;Melchior&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaspar" title="Gaspar"&gt;Gaspar&lt;/a&gt;  e &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baltazar" title="Baltazar"&gt;Baltazar&lt;/a&gt;. Nesta data, ainda, encerram-se para os  católicos os festejos natalícios - sendo o dia em que são desarmados os  presépios  e por conseguinte são retirados todos os enfeites natalícios.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Tradi.C3.A7.C3.B5es"&gt;Tradições&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Em alguns países, como Espanha, é estimulada entre as crianças  a tradição de se deixar sapatos na  janela  com capimcamelos dos Reis Magos possam se alimentar e  retomar viagem. Em troca os Reis magos deixariam doces que as  crianças encontram no lugar do capim após acordar. A tradição também  consiste em comer Bolo-Rei, no interior  do qual se encontra uma fava e um brinde escondidos. A  pessoa que encontra a  fava deve "pagar" o Bolo-Rei no ano seguinte.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(erva) antes de dormir para que os camelos dos Reis Magos possam se alimentar e  retomar viagem. Em troca os Reis magos deixariam doces que as  crianças encontram no lugar do capim após acordar. A tradição também  consiste em comer Bolo-Rei, no interior do qual se encontra uma fava e um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; brinde escondidos. A  pessoa que encontra a  fava deve "pagar" o Bolo-Rei no ano seguinte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki"&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki&lt;/a&gt;&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/1723179684293135896-8482259944574459838?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/8482259944574459838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/dia-de-reis-o-que-e-isso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/8482259944574459838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/8482259944574459838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/dia-de-reis-o-que-e-isso.html' title='Dia de Reis o que e isso?'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-5754590862992400033</id><published>2010-01-06T09:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T09:55:30.529-02:00</updated><title type='text'>1O coisas que eu odeio em você!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bdscon09.jex.com.br/includes/imagem.php?id_jornal=16452&amp;amp;id_noticia=59" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.bdscon09.jex.com.br/includes/imagem.php?id_jornal=16452&amp;amp;id_noticia=59" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 &lt;/strong&gt;Odeio o modo como fala comigo e como corta o cabelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 &lt;/strong&gt;Odeio&amp;nbsp; como  dirige o meu carro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; E odeio seu desmazelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; Odeio suas  enormes botas de combate e como consegue ler minha mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; Eu odeio  tanto isso em você, que até me sinto doente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 &lt;/strong&gt;Eu odeio  como está sempre certo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; E odeio quando você mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; Eu odeio  quando me faz rir muito, e mas quando me faz chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Eu odeio  quando não está por perto, e o fato de não me ligar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Mas eu  odeio principalmente, não conseguir te odiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nem um pouco, nem mesmo por um  segundo, nem mesmo só por te odiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MUjqkVmg8EQ/SszJRGJrH-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ghLgGFMMIH4/s1600/10coisas3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MUjqkVmg8EQ/SszJRGJrH-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ghLgGFMMIH4/s320/10coisas3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;gggggs , galerë já volto com mais posts interessantes agora sobre cuidados com nós pessoas *-* :&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1723179684293135896-5754590862992400033?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5754590862992400033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/1o-coisas-que-eu-odeio-em-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/5754590862992400033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/5754590862992400033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2010/01/1o-coisas-que-eu-odeio-em-voce.html' title='1O coisas que eu odeio em você!'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MUjqkVmg8EQ/SszJRGJrH-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ghLgGFMMIH4/s72-c/10coisas3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-6891755183092761174</id><published>2009-11-13T21:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:00:45.932-02:00</updated><title type='text'>COM ISSO EU CONCOOOORDO :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;vida é um travesti.&lt;br /&gt;Não é o que&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;você pensa&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;que é.&lt;br /&gt;Não&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;serve&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;pro que você quer.&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;provavelmente&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;vai te&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;foder.&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/1723179684293135896-6891755183092761174?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6891755183092761174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/11/com-isso-eu-concoooordo-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6891755183092761174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6891755183092761174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/11/com-isso-eu-concoooordo-d.html' title='COM ISSO EU CONCOOOORDO :D'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-3096964237150067297</id><published>2009-11-12T13:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:23:47.231-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O que se dá ao título do meu blog :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #72179d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title" style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.25em; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;"Como diria meu amigo Jack, o Estripador, vamos por partes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Desculpa mamis ,mas eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; de histórias de serial killer :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;ack o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;stripador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; foi o pseudônimo dado a um assassino em série não-identificado que agiu no miserável distrito de Whitechapel em Londres na segunda metade de 1888. O nome foi tirado de uma carta, enviada à Agência Central de Notícias de Londres por alguém que se dizia o criminoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; float: right; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oozeYX4DX4/Ss5wcu6Ow6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/FeIGpvxKdas/s320/437px-DearBossletterJacktheRipper.jpg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 51, 102); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(0, 51, 102); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(0, 51, 102); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(0, 51, 102); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;uas vítimas eram mulheres que ganhavam a vida como prostitutas. Duas delas tiveram a garganta cortada e o corpo mutilado. Teorias sugerem que, para não provocar barulho, as vítimas eram primeiro estranguladas, o que talvez explique a falta de sangue nos locais dos crimes. A remoção de órgãos internos de três vítimas levou oficiais da época a acreditarem que o assassino possuía conhecimentos anatômicos ou cirúrgicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;inda dizem que não existe/existiu crime perfeito. --'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;li na foto,uma suposta carta que o Jack enviou para a polícia. {A letra dele era linda @@'}.&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/1723179684293135896-3096964237150067297?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3096964237150067297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-que-se-da-ao-titulo-do-meu-blog-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/3096964237150067297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/3096964237150067297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-que-se-da-ao-titulo-do-meu-blog-d.html' title='O que se dá ao título do meu blog :D'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oozeYX4DX4/Ss5wcu6Ow6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/FeIGpvxKdas/s72-c/437px-DearBossletterJacktheRipper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-6773899425676567867</id><published>2009-10-31T23:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:00:34.118-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu só sei explicar que só penso em você . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/17px Verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu não sei explicar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;porque tudo o que eu faço envolve você,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;porque, mesmo longe, meu pensamento é você,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;porque, mesmo brigando comigo sempre, eu te perdoou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/17px Verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu não sei explicar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;porque eu fico sem dormir,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;sem pensar em mim,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;só em seu nome…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/17px Verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu não sei explicar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;porque tudo me remete a você,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;nem mesmo sei dizer&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;porque qualquer foto,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;mesmo que não seja sua,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;me faz lembrar teu sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/17px Verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu só sei explicar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;que quando te vi pela primeira vez,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;pela primeira vez, fugi de mim mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/17px Verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu só sei explicar&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;que toda vez que te vejo&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;meu coração dispara,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;minha vida pára,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;e eu só penso em você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/17px Verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/17px Verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;___________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/17px Verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font: normal normal normal 12px/17px Verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; padding-right: 160px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Eu Só Penso Em Você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/kid-abelha/" id="identificador_artista" style="text-decoration: none; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kid Abelha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 420px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Composição: George Israel / Paula Toller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt" style="margin-left: 140px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; width: 683px;"&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra" style="font-size: 13px; padding-right: 200px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Saí de casa à procura de ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Coincidências e confirmações&lt;br /&gt;Alguém com seu nome, alguma lembrança&lt;br /&gt;Alguma palavra, aquelas canções&lt;br /&gt;O mundo assim parece tão pequeno&lt;br /&gt;e eu continuo tendo visões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Depois que nos encontramos&lt;br /&gt;eu esqueço todo tempo&lt;br /&gt;que fiquei sem te ver&lt;br /&gt;Fora tanto que eu me perco&lt;br /&gt;fora tudo mais que eu penso&lt;br /&gt;eu só penso em você&lt;br /&gt;só penso em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu só penso em você&lt;br /&gt;Só penso em você&lt;br /&gt;Só penso em você&lt;br /&gt;Só penso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fiquei em casa a espera de nada&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma visita, nenhuma chamada&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém com seu nome, nem sua feição&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma esperança, nenhuma canção&lt;br /&gt;O mundo assim parece tão imenso&lt;br /&gt;E eu continuo vivendo em vão. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-6773899425676567867?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6773899425676567867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-so-sei-explicar-que-so-penso-em-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6773899425676567867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6773899425676567867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-so-sei-explicar-que-so-penso-em-voce.html' title='Eu só sei explicar que só penso em você . . .'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-6365716643821670887</id><published>2009-10-28T20:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:44:04.598-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fera Com Ciência 2OO9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Acabei de chegar de mais um dia de trabalho no &lt;b&gt;FERA COM CIÊNCIA&lt;/b&gt; *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;wooooooooooow que beleeeza ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;o duro é que eu tenho que acordar 5:OO horas da madruga , só isso o resto é fmz ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;aiiiiiiin os peão do agricola :O jesuis me abana ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;então , hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;bom só passei pra escrever que tá tudo indo &lt;b&gt;MUUUUUUUUUUITO CERTO&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;beijo e me liguem (&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Y&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/1723179684293135896-6365716643821670887?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6365716643821670887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/fera-com-ciencia-2oo9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6365716643821670887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/6365716643821670887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/fera-com-ciencia-2oo9.html' title='Fera Com Ciência 2OO9'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-3530574414299199327</id><published>2009-10-23T21:24:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:15:29.006-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O Menestrel - Shakespeare ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #444748; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444748; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444748; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444748; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444748; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;epois de algum tempo você aprende a diferença, a sutil diferença entre dar a mão e acorrentar uma alma. E você aprende que amar não significa apoiar-se. E que companhia nem sempre significa segurança. Começa a aprender que beijos não são contratos e que presentes não são promessas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/SuI9qfQRiuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/skyJ-41sSVk/s1600-h/109960621_0135e95ee9_m.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395943103696833250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/SuI9qfQRiuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/skyJ-41sSVk/s200/109960621_0135e95ee9_m.jpg" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Começa a aceitar suas derrotas com a cabeça erguida e olhos adiante, com a graça de um adulto e não com a tristeza de uma criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Aprende a construir todas as suas estradas no hoje, porque o terreno do amanhã é incerto demais para os planos, e o futuro tem o costume de cair em meio ao vão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Depois de um tempo você aprende que o sol queima se ficar exposto por muito tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;E aprende que, não importa o quanto você se importe, algumas pessoas simplesmente não se importam… E aceita que não importa quão boa seja uma pessoa, ela vai feri-lo de vez em quando e você precisa perdoá-la por isso. Aprende que falar pode aliviar dores emocionais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Descobre que se leva anos para construir confiança e apenas segundos para destruí-la…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;E que você pode fazer coisas em um instante das quais se arrependerá pelo resto da vida. Aprende que verdadeiras amizades continuam a crescer mesmo a longas distâncias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;E o que importa não é o que você tem na vida, mas quem você tem na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;E que bons amigos são a família que nos permitiram escolher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Aprende que não temos de mudar de amigos se compreendemos que os amigos mudam…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Percebe que seu melhor amigo e você podem fazer qualquer coisa, ou nada, e terem bons momentos juntos. Descobre que as pessoas com quem você mais se importa na vida são tomadas de você muito depressa… por isso sempre devemos deixar as pessoas que amamos com palavras amorosas; pode ser a última vez que as vejamos. Aprende que as circunstâncias e os ambientes têm influência sobre nós, mas nós somos responsáveis por nós mesmos. Começa a aprender que não se deve comparar com os outros, mas com o melhor que pode ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Descobre que se leva muito tempo para se tornar a pessoa que quer ser, e que o tempo é curto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Aprende que não importa onde já chegou, mas para onde está indo… mas, se você não sabe para onde está indo, qualquer caminho serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Aprende que, ou você controla seus atos, ou eles o controlarão… e que ser flexível não significa ser fraco, ou não ter personalidade, pois não importa quão delicada e frágil seja uma situação, sempre existem, pelo menos, dois lados. Aprende que heróis são pessoas que fizeram o que era necessário fazer, enfrentando as conseqüências. Aprende que paciência requer muita prática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Descobre que algumas vezes a pessoa que você espera que o chute quando você cai é uma das poucas que o ajudam a levantar-se. Aprende que maturidade tem mais a ver com os tipos de experiência que se teve e o que você aprendeu com elas do que com quantos aniversários você celebrou. Aprende que há mais dos seus pais em você do que você supunha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/SuI-fpVl8lI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jk9kwxiT5Oo/s1600/shakespeare_2_lg.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395944016936563282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/SuI-fpVl8lI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jk9kwxiT5Oo/s200/shakespeare_2_lg.gif" style="margin-top: 0px;" width="168" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Aprende que nunca se deve dizer a uma criança que sonhos são bobagens…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Poucas coisas são tão humilhantes e seria uma tragédia se ela acreditasse nisso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Aprende que quando está com raiva tem o direito de estar com raiva, mas isso não te dá o direito de ser cruel. Descobre que só porque alguém não o ama do jeito que você quer que ame não significa que esse alguém não o ama com tudo o que pode, pois existem pessoas que nos amam, mas simplesmente não sabem como demonstrar ou viver isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Aprende que nem sempre é suficiente ser perdoado por alguém…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Algumas vezes você tem de aprender a perdoar a si mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Aprende que com a mesma severidade com que julga, você será em algum momento condenado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Aprende que não importa em quantos pedaços seu coração foi partido, o mundo não pára para que você o conserte. Aprende que o tempo não é algo que possa voltar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Portanto, plante seu jardim e decore sua alma, em vez de esperar que alguém lhe traga flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;E você aprende que realmente pode suportar… que realmente é forte, e que pode ir muito mais longe depois de pensar que não se pode mais. E que realmente a vida tem valor e que você tem valor diante da vida! Nossas dúvidas são traidoras e nos fazem perder o bem que poderíamos conquistar se não fosse o medo de tentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-3530574414299199327?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3530574414299199327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-menestrel-shakespeare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/3530574414299199327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/3530574414299199327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-menestrel-shakespeare.html' title='O Menestrel - Shakespeare ♥'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/SuI9qfQRiuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/skyJ-41sSVk/s72-c/109960621_0135e95ee9_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-8836370649033008184</id><published>2009-10-21T11:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:47:48.675-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;om acabei de chegar da minha antiga escola uma das melhores do &lt;b&gt;Brasil&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a &lt;b&gt;UTFPR ♥&lt;/b&gt; , ai ai ai que saudade dela (&lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt;) . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ontem eu fuii até lá também vi meus amiigos *0* vi minha gata a minha melhor amiga lá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a &lt;b&gt;Daniela Motta da Silva&lt;/b&gt; , vocês não imaginam o quanto eu amo ela , porque eu amo ela além da imaginação! ooooonw &lt;b&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt; que meiigo isso HSUIAHIUSHAUISHIUAHSUIAHSUIAHUI'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tinha também umas fubás da minha escola que ficava seguindo eu e a Isa! HÁAAA que RAIVA :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;vélho sabe aquelas pessoas que não se tocam que estão enchendo o saco , então elas mesmo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meu Deus vai encher o saco da mãe porque o meu tá cheio faz um tempinho já!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ai ainda bem que deu tempo de mim chegar em casa mais cedo . Porque dai eu tenho tempo de escrever mais pra vocês! Are bixo , meus pés estão quebrados &lt;b&gt;;x&lt;/b&gt; HSUIAHSUAHHSUAHU'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De que me adianta viver na cidade se a felicidade não me acompanhar (&lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt;) . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;eu amo essa musica , muiito a Andressa raxa o bico porque o meu estilo de música não é esse , mais fazer o que gosto é que nem pescoço cada um tem o seu! &lt;b&gt;:D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booooom gente vou almoçar beijo e me liguem! HSIUAHIUSHIUAHSU ;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1723179684293135896-8836370649033008184?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/8836370649033008184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/b-om-acabei-de-chegar-da-minha-antiga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/8836370649033008184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/8836370649033008184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/b-om-acabei-de-chegar-da-minha-antiga.html' title=''/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-5214471659685930620</id><published>2009-10-19T18:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:52:39.648-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Como pessoas falsas me dão raiva! :@</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;omara que o cu dele (a)&lt;br /&gt;Pegue &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fogooo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Os bombeiros estejam em greve;&lt;br /&gt;E QUE TAQUEM &lt;i&gt;GASOLINA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tentem apagar com maçarico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1723179684293135896-5214471659685930620?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5214471659685930620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/como-pessoas-falsa-me-dao-raiva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/5214471659685930620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/5214471659685930620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/como-pessoas-falsa-me-dao-raiva.html' title='Como pessoas falsas me dão raiva! :@'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-5449302890283321817</id><published>2009-10-19T18:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:47:11.952-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O MELHOR TIME DO MUNDO! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt; É uum sentiimento &lt;b&gt;foorte&lt;/b&gt;, não da pra explicar,&lt;br /&gt;só sei Qê euu &lt;i&gt;te amo&lt;/i&gt; e sempreê voou te amar!&lt;br /&gt;Faz parte da miinha vida, bate aQii no peitoo...&lt;br /&gt;SANTOS GLORIOSO ALVINEGRO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEU PEIXE! &lt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;333&lt;/span&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/1723179684293135896-5449302890283321817?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5449302890283321817/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-melhor-time-do-mundo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/5449302890283321817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/5449302890283321817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-melhor-time-do-mundo.html' title='O MELHOR TIME DO MUNDO! ♥'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-828591980705771612</id><published>2009-10-19T18:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:46:06.516-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Wow, simplesmente demais *-*’&lt;br /&gt;” Aquele suéter horrível. ”&lt;br /&gt;HSUAHSUAHSUAHSUA’&lt;br /&gt;Eu racho com o Edward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-828591980705771612?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/828591980705771612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow-simplesmente-demais-aquele-sueter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/828591980705771612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/828591980705771612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow-simplesmente-demais-aquele-sueter.html' title=''/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-8470171625013170889</id><published>2009-07-01T20:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:56:37.877-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;Trata-se de um Urso felpudo, barrigudo, egocêntrico, "zenzual" e atraente que vive perdendo relacionamentos virtuais por causa de seus bicos "assustadores". Humano dissimulado e cheio de armadilhas. [hahaha] E é a coisa mais hiperativa que já conheci. Dá vontade de aperta esse cacto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-8470171625013170889?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/8470171625013170889/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/07/trata-se-de-um-urso-felpudo-barrigudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/8470171625013170889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/8470171625013170889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/07/trata-se-de-um-urso-felpudo-barrigudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-7092634169242440532</id><published>2009-07-01T20:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:53:40.144-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 25px; "&gt;'As covinhas, que geralmente aparecem no queixo e nas bochechas, são causadas por faixas de tecidos fibrosos que se ligam a certos pontos das camadas superiores da pele, puxando-as para dentro. Na maioria das vezes são hereditárias e podem ser acentuadas pelos movimentos dos músculos da face.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu AMO as tuas crateras &lt;&lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px;"&gt;por: &lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;aniela &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;otta da &lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;ilva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1723179684293135896-7092634169242440532?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7092634169242440532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-covinhas-que-geralmente-aparecem-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/7092634169242440532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/7092634169242440532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-covinhas-que-geralmente-aparecem-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-7344558027087487190</id><published>2009-07-01T20:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:47:12.098-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='você'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ó consigo pensar em você,&lt;br /&gt;Tá demais em mim essa paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Os meus olhos só querem te ver,&lt;br /&gt;Você mora no meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;É uma pena que você não queira&lt;br /&gt;Dividir comigo esse amor,&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não desisto assim tão fácil de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se me toca e eu te vejo é tanto desejo,&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo outra saída.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te sinto, te quero, te adoro, te espero,&lt;br /&gt;Por toda vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficar sem você é saudade demais,&lt;br /&gt;Sem os teus carinhos não vivo jamais,&lt;br /&gt;Se você soubesse o quanto eu te quero ficaria comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;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&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;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&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;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;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Ficar sem você é saudade demais,&lt;br /&gt;Sem os teus carinhos não vivo jamais,&lt;br /&gt;Se você soubesse o quanto que eu te quero ficaria comigo,&lt;br /&gt;Por toda vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se me toca e eu te vejo é tanto desejo,&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo outra saída.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te sinto, te quero, te adoro, te espero,&lt;br /&gt;Por toda vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficar sem você é saudade demais,&lt;br /&gt;Sem os teus carinhos não vivo jamais,&lt;br /&gt;Se você soubesse o quanto eu te quero,&lt;br /&gt;Ficaria comigo, por toda vida...&lt;br /&gt;Por toda vida! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;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&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;' Dαnçαr que nem o boneco do posto, cαntαr αlto com α &lt;u&gt;pior voz do mundo&lt;/u&gt;, fαlαr um número αbsurdo de be&lt;u&gt;steir&lt;/u&gt;αs mαs não se importαr com nαdα (&lt;span style="color:#00FF00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;), muito menos com os que os outros vão pensαr.Ficαr b&lt;u&gt;ê&lt;/u&gt;bαda ou nem mesmo beber, beijαr todos que ver pelα frente ou tαlvez não ficαr com ninguém,o importante é curtir dα m&lt;u&gt;ane&lt;/u&gt;irα que prefirir, e no fim sempre ter αlgo prα contαr αos α&lt;u&gt;mig&lt;/u&gt;os e quαndo olhαrem prα você com αquelα cαrα de &lt;b style="font-weight: 700; "&gt;"NOSSAA"&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://img1.orkut.com/img/smiley/i_surprise.gif" border="0" alt="" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responder em αlto e bom tom:&lt;br /&gt;Tô αproveiitαndo α viidα &lt;img src="http://img1.orkut.com/img/smiley/i_cool.gif" border="0" alt="" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt; /fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;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&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;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&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;hamar alguém de feio não te deixa mais bonito; ficar sem comer não te deixa um palito; excluir uma pessoa não te torna mais popular; não são as marcas que vão te rotular; chingar alguém de gordo não te emagrece; dizer que uma pessoa é triste não traz felicidade; falar que alguém é fraco não te fortalece; dizer que uma pessoa é metida não te traz a humildade; falar que alguém é insignificante não te engrandece; dizer que uma pessoa é falsa não te leva à verdade; dinheiro &lt;span style="color:#C6C6C6;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; compra felicidade; conhecer muita gente não é o mesmo que ter amigos; ser famoso é diferente de ser querido; sexy não é o mesmo que vulgar; atração é &lt;b style="font-weight: 700; "&gt;diferente&lt;/b&gt; de AMAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;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&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;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&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;A vida é bela, a banana é amarela, o mundo é gay, e o resto é psicológico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-7344558027087487190?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7344558027087487190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/07/s-o-consigo-pensar-em-voce-ta-demais-em.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/7344558027087487190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/7344558027087487190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/07/s-o-consigo-pensar-em-voce-ta-demais-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723179684293135896.post-1099475930839415967</id><published>2009-06-30T21:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:47:24.608-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa Noite , pessoas ! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; as melhores coisas acontecem aqui (YY)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; O bom αstrαl vαi dominαr o mundo (!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; o importante é ser você ★.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; Ô Adraino ta me ouvindo (?) WOOOOW (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; Meninas são tão mulheres seus truques e confusões ♪♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; O que faria se fosse cumprir penα numα cαdeiα onde metαde dos&lt;br /&gt;presos você mαndou pαrα lα?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; Agora eu já sei quando falta respiração é a prova de que um&lt;br /&gt;coração já não sabe viver sem você! &lt;span style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; não pedimos pra nascer, e morremos sem querer.&lt;br /&gt;aproveite o intervalo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; Se o conhecimento pode criar problemas, não é&lt;br /&gt;através da ignorância que podemos solucioná-los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; Eu sei que nada que eu diga vai trazer o longe pra perto! ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723179684293135896-1099475930839415967?l=anebiondaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1099475930839415967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/06/boa-noite-pessoas-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/1099475930839415967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723179684293135896/posts/default/1099475930839415967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anebiondaro.blogspot.com/2009/06/boa-noite-pessoas-d.html' title='Boa Noite , pessoas ! :D'/><author><name>Ane , &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03889860654803101769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hi1J4p5WRPg/StzMWx2pEzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jY5DSsP8knk/S220/PA010588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
