<?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-2923670103619423418</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:30:00.077-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu &amp; Ela</title><subtitle type='html'>Apaixonadas pelo Flamengo, diga-se de passagem ; )</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-7707578580788660757</id><published>2009-12-10T00:07:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:45:31.360-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Na regata ele me mata, me maltrata, me arrebata, que emoção no coração ♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Aaaii, aii, aii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou aqui, tranquila, leve, solta e inspiradinha! ; )&lt;br /&gt;Tirando uma dor quase-insuportável nas costas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou bem tranquilinha, com vontade de escrever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tava afim de postar desde sexta passada, só que esperei, na intenção de postar na segunda, por causa do título que o Flamengo estava pra ganhar. Hehe. Entenderam, né? Sexta, título a ser conquistado no domingo, post na segunda... Pois bem! Esse é o assunto ali, da próxima corzinha, após o asterisco ; ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SyBZe7s9uJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SzzGPZ91Zo4/s1600-h/wallpaper-do-flamengo-450x337%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413425140056570002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SyBZe7s9uJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SzzGPZ91Zo4/s400/wallpaper-do-flamengo-450x337%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Postei na quarta passada, lá no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Paulista23"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, alguns twitts falando de FUTEBOL. Foram eles:&lt;br /&gt;Sou PAULISTA. Meu pai tbm. Meu pai é PALMEIRENSE verde e branco. Eu? Nunca torci pra nenhum time, assim, efetivamente. Mas o Flamengo...&lt;br /&gt;Sabe quando vc se arrepia de emoção? Foi isso que senti, assistindo a um jogo do Flamengo no ano passado. Não me denominei FLAMENGUISTA, mas, SIMPATIZANTE do rubro-negro. Agora, estou tão ansiosa e movida por uma emoção engraçada. Nunca me importei com futebol, mas sempre me atualizei. Tenho muitos amigos homens, e gostava de estar por dentro das&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;informações, pra poder conversar a respeito das rodadas, dos jogos. E entao, eu sempre procurava saber quem tinha jogado com quem, ganhado de quanto, em que posição estava e me apeguei. :D Domingo, o Flamengo tem grandes chances de conquistar um título que há 17 anos nao conquista. E eu estou ansiosa pra comemorar isso. ^^ Nao sei pq, mas esse time tão amado e falado aqui no Rio, está me fazendo sentir um negocio estranho, um frio na barriga, uma vontade de comemorar o #Equica ! #VAMUFLAMENGO&lt;br /&gt;Na regata, ele me mata, Me maltrata, me arrebata. Que emoção no coração! ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Será que sou flamenguista ? õ.Ô &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Bom, depois desse desabafo, desse assunto desentalado, desse sentimento explanado, alguns de meus seguidores e amigos no Twitter, começaram a me questionar em relação à minha paixão encroada pelo Fla. Alguns só me ajudaram a encarar os fatos, por exemplo, a Gil, oh: &lt;strong&gt;ggilmaranunes:&lt;/strong&gt; Não se repriima; ♫ Abra suas asas, solte suas feras, caia na gandaia, entre nessa festa; ♫&lt;br /&gt;e depois:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ggilmaranunes:&lt;/strong&gt; @Paulista23 Se joga paulistheeenha‼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E domingo, heim, heim, heiiim ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que aconteceu meesmo, heeeiiiim ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nada além daquilo que já esperávamos.&lt;br /&gt;Flamengo, Hexa campeão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca havia experimentado nenhum sentimento parecido. Antes, quando via algumas pessoas (meu pai mesmo, hehe) torcendo, se descabelando, gritando, chigando os coitados no campo e suas respectivas mães, eu achava infame! Pensava: Pra que isso, meu Deus? É só um jogo de futebol, nada de mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pois é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes, o que eu achava desnecessário, hoje chamo de PAIXÃO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engraçado, né ? Talvez, alguns que me conhecem, possam achar esse discurso exagerado, hipócrita e blábláblá. Mas, me perdoem, não acho que seja exagero ou hipocrisia, sentir arrepio com aquela humilde (hehe) torcida de 84 mil e blaus torcedores apaixonados e enlouquecidos no jogo mais horripilante e eletrizante do ano, VIBRANDO, TORCENDO, GRINTANDO, CANTANDO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Não assisti ao jogo, por que tive compromisso no domingo, com Deus. E Ele sim, é maior paixão na minha vida. Mas a alegria de poder ver os melhores momentos foi ímpar! Cantei o hino do Mengão, ou melhor, algumas partes que consegui gravar, e vibrei, comemorei de boa. Fiquei feliz de verdade. E... com orgulho eu falo: Sou FLAMENGUISTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Por que foi esse time que me arrepiou, que fez meus olhos encherem de lágrimas de EMOÇÃO. Pura EMOÇÃO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dá-lhe dá-lhe dá-lhe Ô, dá-lhe dá-lhe dá-lhe ÔÔ, dá-lhe dá-lhe dá-lhe ôÔ, Mengão do Meu Coração ♪ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, Neversário do Meu Cun !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARABÉNS, Cunhado Mais Gatudo do Brasil!! (são 23:54h ainda, tá? Dia 9/12/08. Hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gente, vou lá dormir, tá bem ?&lt;br /&gt;Prometo voltar ainda esse ano, pra desejar Feliz Natal e Feliz 2010.&lt;br /&gt;É que, por hoje, deu, né ? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;Quando criança, eu nunca entendia a expressão muito usada pelo meu pai, quando ele assistia à partidas de futebol: “Ah! Vai chutar bunda de velha!” E hoje ainda tenho dúvidas. Afinal, qual a semelhança do traseiro de uma velhinha com a bola? Ou será que ele queria se referir ao jogador, que por sua vez, não era bom de chute? Mas... tadinha da velhinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330099;"&gt;, né ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Li ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2923670103619423418-7707578580788660757?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7707578580788660757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=7707578580788660757' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/7707578580788660757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/7707578580788660757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/12/na-regata-ele-me-mata-me-maltrata-me.html' title='Na regata ele me mata, me maltrata, me arrebata, que emoção no coração ♪'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SyBZe7s9uJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SzzGPZ91Zo4/s72-c/wallpaper-do-flamengo-450x337%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-1585649934977778107</id><published>2009-11-25T16:41:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:06:14.541-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Calma, tenha calma, Minha Previsão do Tempo... ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aaaaiin, novembro já está acabando e eu não poderia deixar de postar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Faz exatos 48 dias que postei, ou seja, ultrapassa, de looonge, um mês sem postar. Perdão, Querida Meia-dúzia de Cinco Leitores, perdão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cês sabem, né? Às vezes batia a preguiça, a falta de inspiração... Mas decidi. E cá estou! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredita que, ontem, quando eu estava aqui, de frente para o PC, escrevendo todo o desenrolar da minha inspiração (estou romântica, sabe? Hehe), a luz acabou? Ou seja, não seriam 48 dias, e sim 47. Perdi todo o texto que havia escrito. Fiquei com medo da inspiração fugir, porquê tem que aproveitar enquanto ela vem fazer visita. Vai que a bendita cansa a beleza e se manda! Mas me lembro, mais ou menos, o que estava batendo ontem, e vou mandar ver, agora, pra vocês. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Coloquei pra tocar a musiquinha que estava ouvindo ontem e a inspiração vem que vem... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tchururu ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é linda. É ou não é verdade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como sou Fiscal da Natureza, tenho aprendido no expediente, a arte de contemplar a beleza da vida, da natureza, das pessoas, do mundo, do eco-sistema (&lt;strong&gt;Oi?&lt;/strong&gt;), dos momentos em família, dos momentos a sós, em tudo. Sério. Não to down, não. HAHA. Nem virei Hippie. Só estou mais light, digamos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo os que me cercam, estou &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mais&lt;/span&gt; feliz, animada, divertida, alegre, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pam&lt;/span&gt;! E o melhor é que me sinto EXATAMENTE assim. Mais leve com tudo e em tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há também um GRAANDE problema. Pode ser que não seja tããão grande assim, mas pra mim, é. Às vezes me bate aquele momento: Eu &amp;amp; Eu. Daí as pessoas, que não estão acostumadas a me ver calada, na minha, sem fazer palhaçadas, começam a me perguntar se estou triste, se estou com algum problema, ou coisas desse tipo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Fala sério. E se eu tivesse com algum problema? Tudo bem, pra você, eu ter algum problema alguma vez na minha humilde vida? Heim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calma! Não feche a página REVOLTADO. Eu não estou te dando uma bronca, Queridíssimo Leitor. Também não estou descontando a minha impaciência em você. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também não me vem achando que estou com algum problema. De boa, pow! To de boa mesmo. Hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há quem diga que estou mais menina, menininha *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto, sabe? Gosto MUITO de ser Menina. Me sinto tão bem, tão confortável com isso. Estou curtindo minha vida com muito prazer, aproveitando cada momento muito bem. Sem querer ser DE MAIS ou DE MENOS. No tempo certo, na idade certa, com os planos adequados, e a cabeça SEMPRE no lugar. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já posso sentir aquele climinha de &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no ar. Você sente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas é CLARO que sim. Se não estiver sentindo, o MUNDO te faz sentir. É só sair de casa e verá na sua vizinhança uma casinha qualquer com pisca-piscas, ou então, as lojas enfeitadas com decorações natalinas e etc. Mas não vou falar de natal agora. Deixa pro mês que vem. Já basta o comércio, o mundo e tudo o que nele há, infiltrando nas nossas mentes consumistas o natal que só será daqui a um mês.&lt;br /&gt;Sabem, Leitores Amados, o natal ser daqui a um mês não é nada. O que me entristece mesmo, é que minhas aulas só acabam daqui a quase um mês, AINDA! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E esse calor que anda fazendo?&lt;br /&gt;Podia ter um ar condicionado central no mundo, né? Seria nada mal... lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando muito musical esses tempos.&lt;br /&gt;Pro amor, eu indico: Luiza Possi – Tudo Certo&lt;br /&gt;Pra vida, pro coração, pro espírito, pra tudo: Não Recuarei – Toque no Altar (muito boa!)&lt;br /&gt;Pro post de hoje, um pedacinho de O que é, o que é? – Gonzaguinha: É a vida, é bonita E é bonita... ♪♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sw16_mQqLPI/AAAAAAAAANo/fPeT_yXlyX0/s"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 14px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 14px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_  5408113960562601202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sw16_mQqLPI/AAAAAAAAANo/fPeT_yXlyX0/s400/r_heart%5B1%5D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E a arte da espera? Você conhece? Então senta e ESPERA. Qualquer dia eu te conto porquê falei disso aqui :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Li ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2923670103619423418-1585649934977778107?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1585649934977778107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=1585649934977778107' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/1585649934977778107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/1585649934977778107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/aaaaiin-novembro-ja-esta-acabando-e-eu.html' title='Calma, tenha calma, Minha Previsão do Tempo... ♫'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sw16_mQqLPI/AAAAAAAAANo/fPeT_yXlyX0/s72-c/r_heart%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-6090846069491470998</id><published>2009-10-08T17:12:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:28:05.881-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Preguiça Surpreendente :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Caramba, já faz quase um mês que não posto aqui!&lt;br /&gt;Passa tão rápido...&lt;br /&gt;Dessa vez demorei por causa de uma coisinha que parece ter tomado conta de mim. Estou tentando (sério, eu estou &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tentando&lt;/span&gt;) lutar contra, porém, não tenho obtido grandes resultados. As pessoas já estão até percebendo e têm me alertado. É a PREGUIÇA! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes me batia uma inspiração, os assuntos estavam fresquinhos na minha cabeça, mas eu não tinha força de vontade de vir escrever. Engraçado que passo boa parte do meu tempo aqui, em frente ao computador. Bastava eu fazer o login e passar as idéias para a tela branca, mas a preguiça...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E essa onda de “priguicite aguda” em mim não se resume apenas ao Blog. Estou com preguiça de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Não faço minhas unhas há três semanas, gente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou saindo dessa. Eu creio! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas também não é nada preocupante, ok? Não pensem que estou jogada às traças, relaxada da vida, sem forças para viver, etc, etc, etc! Rs&lt;br /&gt;Tá tudo de boa. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tão&lt;/span&gt; de boa que tá assim. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceram algumas coisinhas nesses dias. Quero chamá-las de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Surpresas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surpresas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boas&lt;/span&gt;, outras &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ruins&lt;/span&gt;, outras nem tão &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ruins&lt;/span&gt; e nem tão &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boas&lt;/span&gt; assim. Porém, &lt;strong&gt;surpresas&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Surpresa com a VIDA. Que pode acabar em tão pouco tempo, sem avisar, sem se despedir.&lt;br /&gt;- Surpresa com a VIDA &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;. Que pode te motivar a viver mais e mais e mais.&lt;br /&gt;- Surpresa com PESSOAS. Que se mostram ser aquilo que nós nem esperamos, surpreendendo-nos de forma &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;incrível&lt;/span&gt;. Isso é bom. Isso é MUITO BOM!&lt;br /&gt;- Surpresa com PESSOAS &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[2].&lt;/span&gt; Que nem são tão surpresas assim... A gente já até espera algo desanimador e negativo, mas não deixa de surpreender.&lt;br /&gt;- Surpresa com MOMENTOS. Que se tornam melhores a cada dia, ainda que sejam com os mesmos personagens.&lt;br /&gt;- Surpresa com PESSOAS &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[3].&lt;/span&gt; Que se mostram ser aquilo que nós nem esperávamos que fossem... É triste, isso é muito triste.&lt;br /&gt;- Surpresa com o INESPERADO. Parece redundante, né? Porque se é surpresa, é inesperado. Mas entendam-me. Esse tipo de surpresa que me refiro é quando já estamos conformados com uma situação, e até mesmo esperando outro tipo de reação, sabe? E aí somos surpreendidos com o oposto do que esperamos. Isso pode acontecer de forma positiva ou negativa. Comigo foi positivo e gerou em mim sentimentos bons.&lt;br /&gt;- Surpresa COMIGO MESMA. Hehe. Numa prova no curso tirei &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ótimo PERFEITO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. Sério. Essa é a minha nota. NENHUM erro. Não é demais? Não é surpreendente? :D&lt;br /&gt;- Surpresa COMIGO MESMA &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[2].&lt;/span&gt; Que me fez aprender e entender que nem sempre a minha visão é a certa, ainda que seja relacionado à minha própria vida. Aí precisei de um &lt;em&gt;sacode&lt;/em&gt; (de leve) pra ver o que realmente se passa. E mudei de atitude. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que de surpresas é só.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aai aai... delicinha de vida! ^~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Ss5IGi-MYrI/AAAAAAAAALo/4llSPJPbnVU/s1600-h/gato%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390325081313141426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Ss5IGi-MYrI/AAAAAAAAALo/4llSPJPbnVU/s400/gato%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No último post, se é que alguém se lembra, falei de segredo, né? E o que não é mais segredo pra ninguém é que estou mais feliz. Hehe. É, estou mais feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Assim... não sei se é MAIS feliz. Deve ser uma felicidade DIFERENTE, eu acho.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, estou DE FATO muito feliz. E existe um alguém responsável por essa minha felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;O nome dele?&lt;br /&gt;Tchan tchan tchan tchaaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEUS. O nome dele é Deus.&lt;br /&gt;É Ele quem tem me feito tão feliz. É dEle que vem toda tranqüilidade do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez vocês, querida meia-dúzia de quatro leitores, estivessem esperando algum nomezinho, né? Run!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Esse Deus que tem me proporcionado grande tranqüilidade é o mesmo Deus que tem me dado um sentimento tão gostoso de sentir. Sentimento que tem me motivado a sorrir mais, a ser mais feliz. Sentimento que eu dedico a um Menino aí... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lalala ♪♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E agora chega! HAHA. Mudemos de assunto, ok? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã, 9 de outubro, é &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;neversário&lt;/span&gt; de uma pessoa especial pra mim e pra alguns dos meus queridos leitores. A Fabíola, vice-líder do grupo de adolescentes da nossa igreja e &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amiga&lt;/span&gt; nossa, completa mais um ano de vida. Aproveito este espaço para algumas congratulações (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nossa! Que palavra bonita. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bíola, você sabe do meu carinho por você, mesmo que ele tenha ficado escondido por um tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te desejar um &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;feliz aniversário&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;muitas alegrias&lt;/span&gt;, bons sentimentos, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;realizações&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;prosperidade em tudo quanto fizer&lt;/span&gt; e que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as bênçãos do Senhor te enriqueçam por onde você for&lt;/span&gt;. Um grande beijo, &lt;strong&gt;PARABÉNS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E todos que quiserem desejar algo (bom) pra ela é só deixar registrado &lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;amp;postID=6090846069491470998"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390327839068611730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Ss5KnEaVZJI/AAAAAAAAALw/JdE2vxQceag/s400/OgAAALNPXSZR2Sjm4AKcxV2qfQgbfWo2CHLjSevplyENybrH45GO5EghOHGSFz-1ViRPofyXUE9B_AlONAx5J6Xo0wQAm1T1UEgMViMLWbYkdm6wWR7Qp098rQ8e%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pequena Especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Genteeem, sigam-me no Twitter : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Paulista23"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;www.twitter.com/&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Paulista23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bejooocas, Meus Queridos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me falaram que estou precisando de uma vitamina ou praticar algum esporte. Ai! Já me deu preguiça =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;by:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Li ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Ss5IGi-MYrI/AAAAAAAAALo/4llSPJPbnVU/s1600-h/gato%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2923670103619423418-6090846069491470998?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6090846069491470998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=6090846069491470998' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/6090846069491470998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/6090846069491470998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/caramba-ja-faz-quase-um-mes-que-nao.html' title='Preguiça Surpreendente :P'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Ss5IGi-MYrI/AAAAAAAAALo/4llSPJPbnVU/s72-c/gato%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-4111699877321403251</id><published>2009-09-11T17:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:54:29.960-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Querido Diário, Hoje eu acordei feliz! ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tarde de sexta-feira, 11 de setembro, depois do banho.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que fazer uma declaração:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Genteee! Meu pai é uma COMÉDIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sério, meeo!&lt;br /&gt;Ele é. Rsrs&lt;br /&gt;Sabem o que ele está fazendo AGORA, AGORINHA? (16:57h)&lt;br /&gt;Assistindo o programa da &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Márcia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (ham? õ.Ô) com um sacão de pipoca doce, acompanhado pela minha mãe e meu irmão.&lt;br /&gt;As piadas que ele faz são hilárias. E as risadas dele? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Sério. Ele é uma COMÉDIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saí do banho correndo pro PC por que tinha que vir escrever logo todas as minhas ideias.&lt;br /&gt;Tô ficando relaxadona, né? Vivo abandonando o Blog. Mas é que só gosto de escrever quando tenho meeesmo algo pra escrever.&lt;br /&gt;Andei uns dias meio pra lá, meio pra cá... Mas hoje estou AQUI. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meo, é INCRÍVEL como hoje em dia não se tem mais privacidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Vivemos a era da exposição e do compartilhamento. Público e privado começam a se confundir. A ideia de privacidade vai mudar ou desaparecer.”&lt;/em&gt; (Trecho tirado da revista Época, 16 de março de 2009, Pág. 96)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje TODOS usam o Orkut. TODOS se comunicam pelo MSN. O Twitter ta aí e TODOS “revelam” seus estados emocional, sentimental e blábláblá através dessas vias de comunicação. Como se já não bastasse, o pouco de privacidade que temos ainda é INVADIDA descaradamente por terceiros.&lt;br /&gt;Estou aqui no MEU espaço frequentado pela minha queridíssima meia-dúzia de &lt;em&gt;três&lt;/em&gt; leitores (não me abandone, please. Rsrs) desabafando algo que me tirou do sério. Como estou falando de PRIVACIDADE não vou contar pra vocês o que foi que aconteceu, né? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geralmente, não faço aqueeela questão de segredos. Claro que não saio falando TODAS as minhas intimidades pra torcida rubro-negra, porém, não sou aquele exemplo de livro fechado, sabe?&lt;br /&gt;Tenho muita facilidade em compartilhar minha vida TODA com meus pais, por exemplo. Quando eu digo TODA, é TODA meesmo!&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que seria bem mais fácil eu não contar TUDO pra eles. Compartilhar só com meus amigos e ponto. Mas não, eu gosto que eles estejam por dentro. É legal que eles aconselham, e eu acabo ficando ciente de como devo agir. Às vezes acontece de eu agir um pouco fora daquilo que eles julgam certo, mas é que também não sou um ROBÔ. Também tomo atitudes da minha cabeça, e desde já peço DESCULPAS a eles por agir precipitadamente às vezes.&lt;br /&gt;Mas voltando aos segredos...&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que é isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas que GOSTAM de se prender a coisas que não as levariam a nada e só as fazem sofrer mais acabam acrescentando pra si sentimentos ruins. É uma pena =/&lt;br /&gt;Essas pessoas, geralmente, não sabem o tesouro que carregam dentro de si. Elas precisam se DESCOBRIR e começarão a valorizar suas próprias vidas, independente se os outros valorizam ou não. Isso se chama AUTO-ESTIMA! FicaDica ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tal se cada um cuidar da sua própria vida e deixar a vida alheia com seu respectivo dono?&lt;br /&gt;Será DEMAIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Falando em segredo, acaba de acontecer algo bizarro comigo. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Meu amigo pode dizer que não é ele na foto, mas quem eu vi vestido de Zorro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UAHEUHauehuhAE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá. Parei. Não está mais aqui quem falou =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Gustaviiiinho, Meu Amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Vai aqui pra você, com carinho, um voto de Boa Sorte na recuperação da cirurgia. Estive orando por você e creio que Deus está no controle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Queremos (Eu, Cagool, Bruno, Higor e Sefany) você logo com a gente dançando, rindo ou então vamos te dar 'uma cara nova', heim ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;AMAMOS você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Gente Boa da minha vida, por enquanto é isso. Obrigada SEMPRE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acho que vou comprar um diário... Pra que, né? Sempre tem alguém que arromba aquele cadiadinho vagabundo e lê tudo que você escreveu. Ts! :S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;By&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Li ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2923670103619423418-4111699877321403251?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4111699877321403251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=4111699877321403251' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/4111699877321403251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/4111699877321403251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/querido-diario-hoje-eu-acordei-feliz-d.html' title='Querido Diário, Hoje eu acordei feliz! ;D'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-7084138666320090284</id><published>2009-08-09T11:23:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:53:41.278-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E tudo termina em pizza...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Já estava na hora de postar, né ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem. Cá estou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida linda.&lt;br /&gt;Dias lindos.&lt;br /&gt;Lindos sorrisos que me encantam.&lt;br /&gt;Lindas pessoas que me cercam.&lt;br /&gt;Um Deus que é TODO Lindo.&lt;br /&gt;Pais lindos e brilhantes.&lt;br /&gt;Lindos irmãos fascinantes.&lt;br /&gt;Um lindo sentimento no meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Palavras lindas ditas há seu tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Xuxuzinha-Linda-da-Minha-Vida.&lt;br /&gt;Primo lindo que faz com que eu me sinta linda.&lt;br /&gt;Meniiino, Coisa Linda.&lt;br /&gt;Amizades lindas e verdadeiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por que não importa a belesura e nem a gostosura, o que importa é o coração! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: Wallace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;^~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para que serve um amigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para rachar a gasolina, emprestar a prancha, recomendar um disco, dar carona para festa, passar cola, caminhar no shopping, segurar a barra? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todas as alternativas estão corretas, porém isso não basta para guardar um amigo do lado esquerdo do peito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um amigo não racha apenas a gasolina: racha lembranças, crises de choro, experiências. Racha a culpa, racha segredos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um amigo não empresta apenas a prancha. Empresta o verbo, empresta o ombro, empresta o tempo, empresta o calor e a jaqueta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um amigo não recomenda apenas um disco. Recomenda cautela, recomenda um emprego, recomenda um país. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um amigo não dá carona apenas para festa. Te leva para o mundo dele, e topa conhecer o teu. Um amigo não passa apenas cola. Passa contigo um aperto, passa junto o reveillón. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um amigo não caminha apenas no shopping. Anda em silêncio na dor, entra contigo em campo, sai do fracasso ao teu lado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um amigo não segura a barra, apenas. Segura a mão, a ausência, segura um confissão, segura o tranco, o palavrão, segura o elevador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Duas dúzias de amigos assim ninguém tem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se tiver um, amém!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Martha Medeiros) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Eu TENHO amigos assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xuuu, vc é assim !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Preciso dizer que o Ewerson é um FOFO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gosto tanto dele. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Não esqueci, heim ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mc'Donalds nos espera !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Semaninha agitada essa que passou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Muitos ensaios do Teatro, mas valeu a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A peça que, na minha opinião era chata, ficou muito legal. Nosso trabalho valeu a pena, rendeu elogios e o melhor de tudo, nos faz ver que trabalhar pra Deus é a melhor coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Um salve pra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#AlbumZoom.aspx?uid=11622226477495805991&amp;amp;pid=1250553504299&amp;amp;aid=1250522893$pid=1250553504299"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Moni-Norminha e pro Igão-Abelzinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Namastê pra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#AlbumZoom.aspx?uid=11622226477495805991&amp;amp;pid=1250557432746&amp;amp;aid=1250522893$pid=1250557432746"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yasmin-Surya, Adriana-Indira e Amanda-Maya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Foram as sensações. Parabéns!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Comi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Pizza sexta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Pizza sábado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Pizza domingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;E como tudo acaba em pizza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Hoje o post também vai acabar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Tá chei de cabelin na churreia ♪ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Li ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;PIZZA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2923670103619423418-7084138666320090284?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7084138666320090284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=7084138666320090284' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/7084138666320090284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/7084138666320090284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-tudo-termina-em-pizza.html' title='E tudo termina em pizza...'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-7287984569511743071</id><published>2009-08-04T12:03:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:28:29.176-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Viver e aprender*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SnhaySp2m4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/SRdfI9H_3Ok/s1600-h/DSC02146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366138776059288450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SnhaySp2m4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/SRdfI9H_3Ok/s400/DSC02146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Papai, mamãe e irmão estão de férias, gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Isso é bom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;É. É bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Isso é ruim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Um cadinho ruim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Em casa eu e Fabi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Agora eu comecei a entender um poucochinho do que é ser "Dona de Casa". Sair e verificar se todas as portas e janelas estão devidamente fechadas; Limpar a casa ESPONTÂNEAMENTE toda hora só por um motivo de 'manutenção' (sério! A todo instante eu acho algo pra fazer. Incríveeeel! Minha mãe quando ler isso aqui vai adorar e, claro, quando voltar vai querer que eu tenha esse hábito para todo o sempre. Oh não...); Dar broncas na irmã na proporção que ela deixa: o leite aberto e não guarda; as roupas jogadas no banheiro; esmalte, acetona, palito e afins em cima da mesa após fazer as unhas; não lavar a louça que usa; etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Mas de tudo isso o ruim mesmo é ter que ficar sozinha em casa. Volto do curso e minha irmã sai pro trabalho, aí... o que me resta é me juntar à Rapeize. Não importa o que formos fazer. O legal é estar juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Papito, Momõe e Beeeenho, to com SAUDADE, tá ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Notícia SUPIMPA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Adivinhem o que aconteceu na quinta passada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Pra quem respondeu: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;a) Ei, Lilian, eu não tenho bola de cristal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;b) Poxa, foi na quinta, né? Minha bola de cristal estava pifada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;c) Ah! Conta logo. Eu não tenho ideia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;d) Sei lá! Você viu um OVNI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;e) Você ganhou aquele Baixo-Lindo-Roxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Pra quem foi na alternativa &lt;strong&gt;e) &lt;/strong&gt;Acertoooooou !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Isso mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Olhem bem pra foto acima e reparem num homem alto, bonito, charmoso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Esse cara aí é fora do comum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Faz cada coisa que não sei nem como explicar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Só sei que o Memphis Gatão (esse é o nome de batismo do baixo mais lindo das Galáxias) chegou aqui em casa na quinta a tarde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Minha felicidade foi a mil. Indescritível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Não tenho fotos com ele ainda, mas em breve postarei algumas aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;E sabem da última?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Agora eu faço parte do bonde dos músicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Descobri que sou importante pra alguém. Legal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Descobri também que conversar com o coração aberto e disposto a resolver o problema faz com que, no final da conversa, o resultado seja um abraço bem dado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Viver é afinar o instrumento"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ponto de vista da Pessoa 1. &lt;em&gt;Devemos ser um instrumento bem afinado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ponto de vista da Pessoa 2. Um instrumento bem afinado é indispensável para ter uma música perfeita. Então, &lt;em&gt;Viver é buscar a música perfeita.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Conclui-se que: &lt;em&gt;Viver é buscar a música perfeita, então, Devemos ser um instrumento bem afinado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Viver, viver e ser livre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Saber dar valor para as coisas mais simples ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2923670103619423418-7287984569511743071?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7287984569511743071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=7287984569511743071' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/7287984569511743071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/7287984569511743071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/papai-mamae-e-irmao-estao-de-ferias.html' title='Viver e aprender*'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SnhaySp2m4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/SRdfI9H_3Ok/s72-c/DSC02146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-8531415206644686215</id><published>2009-07-27T20:08:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:44:27.102-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E a minh'alma, adora a Ti... ♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sm41d-njKyI/AAAAAAAAALA/z-rdKVJX6t8/s1600-h/DSC04630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363282995386198818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sm41d-njKyI/AAAAAAAAALA/z-rdKVJX6t8/s400/DSC04630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Não consigo descrever essa foto de outro jeito se não for: REALIZAÇÃO.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que você, caro leitor, nem entenda muito bem o por que. Mas é que tocar contrabaixo e ainda pra adorar ao Senhor não tem outra definição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1º&lt;/strong&gt; - Quando comecei a gostar de Contrabaixo eu também gostava de Rock, aquele paulera mesmo. Ouvia muito Guns N’ Roses, Nirvana, Likin Park e outros piores. Hoje minha admiração pelo instrumento vai além do simples prazer de ficar reparando-o nas músicas. Quero poder tocá-lo pra Deus com maestria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2º&lt;/strong&gt; - Por que adorar ao Senhor com nossos dons concedidos POR ELE não tem preço, não há prazer maior do que isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E eu senti esse prazer (com o Contrabaixo) ontem, domingo 26-07-2009, mais ou menos umas 18:50h.&lt;br /&gt;Um frio na barriga horripilante, as mãos tremiam muito, e o olhar encorajador de alguns (muito especiais, por sinal) que já sabiam que eu iria tocar naquela hora. Meu MESTRE me ajudou a me ajeitar com o instrumento, apertei sua mão e pronto. Estava pronta.&lt;br /&gt;Foi lindo. Foi divino.&lt;br /&gt;Não por mim que errei algumas vezes (me perdoem, vai!), mas pelo ambiente favorável ao Espírito Santo. Momento sublime. Momento propício à adoração. O hino acabou e eu aplaudi muito ao Senhor. A igreja estava extasiada diante da presença de Deus e minhas palavras naquele momento para Ele foram: “Senhor, muito obrigada!” Meu MESTRE aperta minha mão orgulhoso (Hehe, isso é da minha parte :P) e diz: “Muito certo, muito certo”. Sentei no banco e chorei, agradeci, glorifiquei, me emocionei e senti a REALIZAÇÃO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tivemos novamente a oportunidade e dessa vez errei menos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora, sabem do que estão me chamando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De baixista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera...&lt;br /&gt;Um dia. Um dia eu serei. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada, MESTRE.&lt;br /&gt;Vai aqui uma homenagem a você que tem tido a paciência de me ensinar nas tardes de domingo e com humildade sempre demonstrando sua arte, seus sentimentos, sua paixão e seu CORAÇÃO através das 5 cordas.&lt;br /&gt;Já te falei que você é demais? ^~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Eu e o 'Melhor Baixista de Todos os Tempos', meu MESTRE Irineu ou Rodrigo se preferir;Rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sm40hjGrF7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/tVw5_y48S8E/s1600-h/DSC01737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363281957208397746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sm40hjGrF7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/tVw5_y48S8E/s400/DSC01737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Olhem só isso !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Não é liiiiiindo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eu tive um ATAQUE quando o vi pela primeira vez e estou perdidamente apaixonada 1.por sua qualidade, 2. pelo seu preço (promoção até dia 31-07, ou seja, tenho que comprá-lo até lá ou então ele volta para seu preço normal nada bom), 3.por sua beleza (heeeeim? Não é liiiiindo????).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Cada detalhe seu me fascina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363281039551841058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sm4zsIkTQyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XIBhCOCQUQ8/s400/3695847881_c037c26993_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Estou perdidamente apaixonada por você... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363281034071242258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sm4zr0Jn9hI/AAAAAAAAAKg/25SHosvQ9ko/s400/3695847575_aa0e9ea097%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Sonharei com você todas as noites da minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363281043941959538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sm4zsY6_J3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/GIWmJX65lEY/s400/3695871319_b5517be871%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Tagima? Era o nome da cachorra do meu Tio ! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Li ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2923670103619423418-8531415206644686215?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8531415206644686215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=8531415206644686215' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/8531415206644686215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/8531415206644686215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-minhalma-adora-ti.html' title='E a minh&apos;alma, adora a Ti... ♪'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sm41d-njKyI/AAAAAAAAALA/z-rdKVJX6t8/s72-c/DSC04630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-8889419287622861823</id><published>2009-07-13T21:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:53:34.187-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Papum! Pensei, falei.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Há algum tempo sem escrever. Estava um pouco abandonadinho, perdão Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vamo que vamo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Engraçado como eu estou sem ter EXATAMENTE o que escrever. Ideias borbulham em minha mente, porém não sei ao certo o que transmitir. Meu coração borbulha sentimentos, mas não sei qual deles explorar.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu só tenho UMA certeza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Perder nem sempre significa perder, perder também significa recomeçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tenho saudades de coisas que nem aconteceram ainda.&lt;br /&gt;Estou com uma vontade que o tempo passe mais rápido, nem sei por que.&lt;br /&gt;Estou com vontade de VIVER. De viver coisas que eu nem sei quais são...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coisa estranha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quando penso, me alegro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando estou perto, aproveito ao máximo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quando demoro pra ver, fico triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vocês tem sido o meu prazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fechamento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Parceria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Posso contar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SEMPRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu estou falando é de A MI ZA DE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Ele e o seu &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sentimento&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;To olhando você... Rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358105995491789682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SlvRA7Ity3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/EUKtocs6YZQ/s400/DSC04465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meu iá iá, meu iô iô. Carinho que se renova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358106008545840786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SlvRBrxCzpI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8KmzC0LOhEY/s400/yasmin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Amizade que não se explica. Amor de Irmão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358106013017824818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SlvRB8bP3jI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ds0503ltJZM/s400/Le.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fechamento Purinho!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rivaldiin&lt;/strong&gt; do meu ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358106016673333490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SlvRCKCygPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5_KruTTOpGg/s400/Mais+chegados.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Brincadeira que eu gosto muito de brincar.&lt;br /&gt;É só dizer a 1ª palavra quem vem à cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, dois e... JÁ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melão&lt;br /&gt;Apartheid&lt;br /&gt;Estalo&lt;br /&gt;Droga!&lt;br /&gt;Olhando&lt;br /&gt;Zica!&lt;br /&gt;Excêntrico&lt;br /&gt;Cheeega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rsrsrs;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Um pouco de 'nada a ver' as vezes é bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;By: Li ~&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/2923670103619423418-8889419287622861823?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8889419287622861823/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=8889419287622861823' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/8889419287622861823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/8889419287622861823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/papum-pensei-falei.html' title='Papum! Pensei, falei.'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SlvRA7Ity3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/EUKtocs6YZQ/s72-c/DSC04465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-8641811257196664313</id><published>2009-06-22T15:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:52:12.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Neversário da Xuxuzinha-mais-linda-das-Galáxias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hoje. Neversário da Xu. Felicidade infinita pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No início do Blog, eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/pq-ela-tambem-e-minha-xuxuzinha.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;descrevi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; mais ou menos o que ela representa pra mim. Mas hoje eu quero de forma especial dedicar esse post pra ela, que tem feito tão bem à minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sabe, Xu, é incrível como me surpreendo com você a cada dia. Quando eu falo que te amo, é porque te amo mesmo, e muito. Eu sou bastante feliz em te ter por perto, em vê-la sorrindo, brincando, compartilhando comigo de momentos bem legais que temos vivido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Odeio te ver com a cara emburrada, ou quando você fala que não está tudo bem. Gosto de te ver feliz, alegre, contente, com as respostas SEMPRE na ponta da língua, chamando as pessoas de PALHAÇAS (rs), prendendo o sorriso quando está emburrada e eu faço alguma palhaçada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quando eu te vejo chorando me dá vontade de ESMAGAR quem ou o que te fez chorar. Sério! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ou então eu choro junto quando o choro é de alegria, de emoções boas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yasmin, você faz parte da minha felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eu to chorando, sabe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mas é porque eu sou muito feliz e você contribui pra isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Menina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do sorriso encantador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do olhar mais sincero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Das palavras na ponta da língua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do humor variável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Da autenticidade peculiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Da paixão por Bicho-Pau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do raciocínio lógico e crítico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do andar rebolante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do choro sem esforço. Feliz ou triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do sentimento verdadeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;De opinião própria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do ultimo parágrafo da lição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dona de um cantinho especial em meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Feliz Aniversário, muitas bênçãos de Deus pra sua vida e Felicidades Infinitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lembra daquela estrela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A mais brilhosa do céu indo pra Cachoeiras de Macacu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;É sua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sj_M9GBcCZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AmCENTCt6OM/s1600-h/DSC04803.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350220232300169618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sj_M9GBcCZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AmCENTCt6OM/s400/DSC04803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Xu, para de comer como um bicho. Vai engordar, poxa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;By: Li&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/2923670103619423418-8641811257196664313?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8641811257196664313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=8641811257196664313' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/8641811257196664313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/8641811257196664313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/neversario-da-xuxuzinha-mais-linda-das.html' title='Neversário da Xuxuzinha-mais-linda-das-Galáxias'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sj_M9GBcCZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AmCENTCt6OM/s72-c/DSC04803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-7661154078330031673</id><published>2009-06-16T14:00:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:19:05.724-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia dos "Solteiros" + Neversário</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quinta à noite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E aí Rapeeize, amanhã é Dia dos Namorados. Já arranjaram uma namorada?&lt;/em&gt; - Perguntei eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Amanhã é dia dos namorados, mas a noite é dos SOLTEIROS!”&lt;/em&gt; - Respondeu Irineu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louco, gente. Ele é Louco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexta de manhã:&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei ao curso depois de um feriado, ou seja, encontrei na sala meia-dúzia de 13 pessoas. E soltei: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feliz dia dos Namorados, galera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me responderam: &lt;em&gt;Você quer apanhar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno (o Americanizado de Sepetiba) sem namorada, Mari sem namorado, pois o dito cujo deve estar na Índia, sabe lá. Rs; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Carol... Deixa quieto! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, fui vendo que o Dia dos Namorados tava mais pra &lt;strong&gt;Dia dos Solteiros&lt;/strong&gt; mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De noite fui ao Shopping com minha Delicinha, Rodrigo e Sirlene. Foi bem divertido. Muitas histórias, versinhos e sorvete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Só a gente entende MEEESMO!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra comemorar o dia dos Solteiros, gravamos uma PALHAÇADA nossa, tradicional das atividades Extra-Curriculares.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estrelando Staring SquallxA and Maricota Bryan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prestem atenção no fundo musical bem no final do vídeo. É a nossa Diretora/Sonoplasta Deborah fazendo 'o clima'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aperte a 'Tecla Sap' se quiser enteder alguma coisa. Ou então não entenda nada mesmo. É mais legal... Rsrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7abf81fee872e67d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7abf81fee872e67d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331489031%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C782869DA6457EB594D069A5EC0650E8CBFF66.8A42ED54A3677E940418274F3407977B09E4CE3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7abf81fee872e67d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ_9ELYzxFagmimmZncZTDfB-jps&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7abf81fee872e67d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331489031%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C782869DA6457EB594D069A5EC0650E8CBFF66.8A42ED54A3677E940418274F3407977B09E4CE3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7abf81fee872e67d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ_9ELYzxFagmimmZncZTDfB-jps&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desculpem o palavrão aí do início, é que a Diretora já estava um pouco estressada depois de tantas passadas na cena. ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desta vez a Deborah ataca com o Hino Nacional Americano no final da cena. É meio difícil de entender qual o problema dela, mas o médico recomendou que a gente permita que ela expresse seus sentimentos nos momentos de loucura. Tudo bem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aqui, a conclusão do enredo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a19e99d91d9e2ae7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da19e99d91d9e2ae7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331489031%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D766855B16731369CCDEA4C0A381E284EF1247AA5.4D2B39E5283E30FB8AB8218933A82A687BA0A020%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da19e99d91d9e2ae7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsmft-N7DdMcKgBQwTI9e8Vry6n0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da19e99d91d9e2ae7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331489031%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D766855B16731369CCDEA4C0A381E284EF1247AA5.4D2B39E5283E30FB8AB8218933A82A687BA0A020%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da19e99d91d9e2ae7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsmft-N7DdMcKgBQwTI9e8Vry6n0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu sei que você não entendeu nadinha. A carência ¹, a falta de uma namorada ² e a vontade de ficar rindo a toa ³ faz com que essas Atividades Extra-Curriculares aconteça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;¹ Bruno, o Americanizado de Sepetiba.&lt;br /&gt;² Mari. (Marcell volta logo ou ela enlouquece de vez).&lt;br /&gt;³ Eu mesma, essa que vos escreve. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sábado após a Festa do Milho partimos para o show do Raiz Coral.&lt;br /&gt;Foi demaaaais. Muito divertido. Passinhos de danças, Adriano Gospel Funk, “A glória da segunda casa será maior que a da primeira” ♪ para a Ceceli, e faltando dez segundos para a meia-noite, a contagem regressiva: Dez, nove, oito, sete, seis, cinco, quatro, três, dois, uuuum! Parabéns pra você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha virada foi demais. Rodeada de pessoas que eu amo, muito feliz e fazendo altas graças que eu ADOROO. Rs;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domingo foi só felicidade o dia todo.&lt;br /&gt;A Rapeeize sempre comigo me fazendo feliz em tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos Parabéns, e pizza depois do culto.&lt;br /&gt;Geraaaal lá pra me fazer ainda mais feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Um grande pedaço de bolo pra todos darem uma mordidinha, e compartilharem daquela tradição de 1º pedaço. Eu não queria escolher uma única pessoa, pois TODOS que estavam lá moram no meu coração e são muito amados por mim. Então cortei um pedação e pedi que cada um desse uma mordida.&lt;br /&gt;Com direito a bolo na cara (eu já esperava, né!) e tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Festejei, celebrei, comemorei de todas as formas que eu queria. E foi meu melhor &lt;strong&gt;Neversário&lt;/strong&gt;. Minha passagem para a maior-idade foi muito boa e só termina depois da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/vai-bombar-da-silva-tchururu.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Festa-que-vai-bombar-da-Silva-Tchururu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Rapeeize do Meu ♥ no Domingo de tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347998154165406786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sjfn_H55TEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DsJ0MB4CpEU/s400/Rapeeize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Depois de todos darem uma mordida/babada no 'grande pedaço' de bolo e o Pr. Nelson enfiar sua face no bolo com muita delicadeza... É. Enfiaram a minha face no 'grande pedaço' de bolo... 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Ou seja, a festa vai &lt;strong&gt;BOMBAR&lt;/strong&gt;, você não tá entendendo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Rsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Hoje fomos em Madureira, genteee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Compramos tudo que queríamos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;E aventura? SEMPRE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Das mais diversas. Tipo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Correr pra conseguir um lugar pra sentar no trem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Almoçar e encontrar um cabelo na comida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ver muuuitas lojas de macumba, muitas, muitas, muitas. Tipo uma concentração de lojas de macumba.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Entrar em uma loja, escolher tudo, carregar a cesta pesadona, enfrentar a fila do caixa e descobrir que não aceitava cartão de crédito. E partir pra outra loja e refazer o trabalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Entre outras que não me vem à cabeça agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Por fim, foi bem divertido, proveitoso e &lt;strong&gt;realizador&lt;/strong&gt;. Tudo compradinho à espera da tão querida festa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Agora, algumas fotos pra degustação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Eu e Xu felizes e curtindo as compras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345121195475871042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Si2vaFnAJUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PoF9f32ycY8/s320/lmyn+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Pratos, copos, guardanapos, tudo multi-colorido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345121183346025106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Si2vZYbBYpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/NNQbe9wt0zM/s320/lmyn+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Tentando mostrar os guardanapos. Rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345121182985975506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Si2vZXFLdtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/M8h401ZoVbU/s320/lmyn+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Palhaçadas, minhas palhaçadas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345123786187230034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Si2xw4wuS1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/j7Ad_-N_7wY/s320/lmyn+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;"Muitos doces, muitos doces. Colorido, muito colorido. Jujubas, muitas jujubas." Ser abundante é tão mais legal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;By: Li ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2923670103619423418-1927075420702910586?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1927075420702910586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=1927075420702910586' title='22 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/1927075420702910586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/1927075420702910586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/vai-bombar-da-silva-tchururu.html' title='Vai-BOMBAR-da-Silva-Tchururu'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Si2vaFnAJUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PoF9f32ycY8/s72-c/lmyn+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-6291792119930125666</id><published>2009-06-02T22:00:00.025-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:36:54.306-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele Merece!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SiXVTj1woAI/AAAAAAAAAII/HyFEIcOLj2Q/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC01770.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342911064959918082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SiXVTj1woAI/AAAAAAAAAII/HyFEIcOLj2Q/s320/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC01770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;Sabe aquele amor que você tem pelo seu &lt;strong&gt;Pai&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Sabe aquele amor que você tem pelo seu &lt;strong&gt;Irmão&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Sabe aquele amor que você tem pelo seu &lt;strong&gt;Tio&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Sabe aquele amor que você tem pelo seu &lt;strong&gt;Amigo&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Sabe aquele amor que você tem pelo seu &lt;strong&gt;Primo&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Sabe aquele amor que você tem pelo seu &lt;strong&gt;Professor&lt;/strong&gt; (aquele bem legal é claro)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem. Junte todos esses “amores” e agregue a uma única pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;Essa pessoa é o &lt;strong&gt;Tio Ed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não só pra mim. Mas pra todos os adolescentes da I.B.M.F., no qual ele é líder, um presente de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;Te amamos por todas as &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;brincadeiras&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;camaradagem&lt;/span&gt;, broncas (ele nem dá bronca, mas tudo bem...), &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;conselhos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aulas&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; lições de vida&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;conversas sérias ou não&lt;/span&gt;, irmandade, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorriso&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; parceria&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;abraços&lt;/span&gt;, orações, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alegrias&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jejuns&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;muito&lt;/span&gt;, muito mais que &lt;strong&gt;VOCÊ&lt;/strong&gt; faz por nós com todo amor e carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amo ao Infinito do Além.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342911063288953762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SiXVTdnXu6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/GKjlnffnSIw/s320/DSC01729.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que essa singela homenagem possa chegar ao poucochinho do AMOR que temos pelo senhor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijão de &lt;em&gt;Todos Aqueles que deixarem comentários &lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;amp;postID=6291792119930125666"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Votem na Enquete alí do lado também &lt;strong&gt;→&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Minha Querida é uma QUERIDA. Tio Ed sem ela não seria o mesmo. Posso apostar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342911068282368002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SiXVTwN5MAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/mMX0LHiC4iQ/s320/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC04543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;A letra marron foi em homenagem ao Negão mais lindo e charmoso que existe. Rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Levanta a mão quem gosta do Edin aí, genteee! Viixii, não tem como contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;by: Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2923670103619423418-6291792119930125666?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6291792119930125666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=6291792119930125666' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/6291792119930125666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/6291792119930125666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/ele-merece.html' title='Ele Merece!'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SiXVTj1woAI/AAAAAAAAAII/HyFEIcOLj2Q/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+DSC01770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-5507027169053932340</id><published>2009-05-26T14:45:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:04:26.661-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cachoeiras de Alegria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pense num lugar perfeito, com pessoas perfeitas, com um clima perfeito, com O Deus Perfeito. Eu estava lá em &lt;strong&gt;Cachoeiras de Macacu&lt;/strong&gt; de sexta à noite até domingo de tarde. E TUDO foi PERFEITO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;De manhã acordar com um abraço gostoso da Minha Xu, ela mesma, a Xuxuzinha-Oficial-desse-Blog. Sair do quarto e sentir um friozinho delicioso misturado com um sol lindo e radiante. Andar por um gramado verdinho e ver pessoas felizes e sorridentes. Tomar um café da manhã bem gostoso e logo depois adorar a Deus em culto matutino bem confortável com direito a moletom, meia e chinelo no pé. (Rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;De tarde, curtir a Rapeize, que cá entre nós, se ela não tivesse ido... O que seria de mim naquele lugar? Mas a perfeição só foi completa, pois ela estava lá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Almoço supimpa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;De tardezinha fazer um som, ou melhor, praticar o instrumento que estou aprendendo, por que na prática meeesmo, fazer “um som” só quem faz é Profissa, tipo meu Mestre! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Depois, tirar um cochilo também vale. E por fim, acordar e tomar um banhozinho pra janta seguida de um culto muito do gostoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Aaaah! E fotos, fotos, fotos e mais fotos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tudo de bom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Aqui pra vocês, algumas fotos e um vídeo no final, pra degustação!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;De manhã, aproveitando o solzinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193269517741010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShwtfC2Ja9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/r1UDrcaKgU4/s320/DSC04499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Fotos e nossas loucuras, sempree teeem ! rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193273797446946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShwtfSygjSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7jZHKMerXDI/s320/DSC04513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Essa ficou linda!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193277578745074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Shwtfg4ClPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/lNZaN9PFHw8/s320/DSC04553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Brincando de ser Criança ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Shwtfvtwd9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VIwRLd5wRF0/s1600-h/DSC04563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193281562146770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Shwtfvtwd9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/VIwRLd5wRF0/s320/DSC04563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Mestreee, me ajudaa ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340193284899849154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Shwtf8Jhw8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/r8KWUm08G_M/s320/DSC04619.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Praticaaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340198792543668690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShwyghuJCdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/undS7dma6WA/s320/DSC04631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Os mais gatos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340198792439396530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShwyghVR-LI/AAAAAAAAAGo/0wXPoM3Q3Ew/s320/DSC04644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;O que será perfeito se você não estiver comigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340198798061704946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Shwyg2RvlvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Ul1q1E54Npw/s320/DSC04649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mestreeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340198804805118722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShwyhPZf6wI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jHVNplhAJu4/s320/DSC04665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;O meu colo você sempre terá !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340198801333412178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShwyhCdx4VI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OpQgRG8Xp5s/s320/DSC04681.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340201063965056594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Shw0kvbM3lI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/b6twvm5xjh0/s320/DSC04691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Irmãããã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340204788505044082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Shw39iau5HI/AAAAAAAAAHY/BRp68GmIxys/s320/DSC04687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Apresentamos: A Comédia em Pessoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-91717467226f7a88" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/cachoeiras-de-alegria.html' title='Cachoeiras de Alegria'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShwtfC2Ja9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/r1UDrcaKgU4/s72-c/DSC04499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-5341775180926718804</id><published>2009-05-20T14:26:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:05:10.022-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Delícia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShRRD5dRsCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8EPOgdBcqqE/s1600-h/delicia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337980585745952802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShRRD5dRsCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8EPOgdBcqqE/s320/delicia.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pra mim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Aquilo que é doce na boca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Que te faz desejar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Oposto de algo amargo, azedo ou ruim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Segundo o Dicionário: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Prazer que consola os sentidos e o espírito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Pessoa ou coisa que causa a delícia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Voluptuosidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delícia. Amo essa palavra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E nem me pergunte por que, que eu não saberei responder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Talvez pelos seus significados, mas nem é! Eu gosto mesmo é de falar a palavra DELÍCIA!! É uma delícia! Tenta só. Fale em voz alta: DE-LÍ-CIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Meio coisa de louco, né?! Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chega de loucuras e vamos aos seus significados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1.Prazer que consola os sentidos e o espírito.&lt;br /&gt;Em minhas palavras seria: Aquilo que eu a-do-ro fazer pra me sentir super bem, esquecer dos problemas (que, graças a Deus, nem tenho), e que acaba ficando com um gostinho de “quero mais”!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Pessoa ou coisa que causa a delícia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Em minhas palavras: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Danilo (TUDO com ele é uma delíííícia),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doce de leite,&lt;/span&gt; sorvete de Pistache, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adorar a Deus,&lt;/span&gt; conversar com o Rodrigo (Irineu), &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ouvir Jack Johnson,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ler um livro do Max Lucado,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chocolate,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;olhar o céu estrelado com a Yasmin (Xuxuzinha-oficial-desse-Blog),&lt;/span&gt; pudim de leite (o meu ou o da Julyana), &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rir infinito com o Alessandro,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dormir à tarde,&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;muuuitas&lt;/span&gt; outras coisas que &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seria uma delícia&lt;/span&gt; escrever aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Voluptuosidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Isso aí eu não sei exatamente o que é então vou buscar saber...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Qualidade do que é voluptuoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Sensualidade, deleite carnal, lascívia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Prazer dos sentidos, sensação deleitosa; gozo espiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Deu na mesma. Rsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Prefiro não comentar ... Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Esquece a Voluptuosidade e fica só com a Delícia, afinal a palavra é tão mais bonita e mais deliciosa de falar. Rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saboreie Delícias!&lt;br /&gt;Exercite Delícias!&lt;br /&gt;Conheça as verdadeiras Delícias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Os seus caminhos são caminhos de delícias, e todas as suas veredas de paz.” &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Provérbios 3.17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Existe remédio pra viciados em Jack Johnson ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;by: Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2923670103619423418-5341775180926718804?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5341775180926718804/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=5341775180926718804' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/5341775180926718804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/5341775180926718804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/delicia.html' title='Delícia'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShRRD5dRsCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8EPOgdBcqqE/s72-c/delicia.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-77036979461076774</id><published>2009-05-14T18:08:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:48:10.645-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tesouro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SgyJab9tj_I/AAAAAAAAACw/kxxpGGM6Hlw/s1600-h/377709-7-happiness%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335790745803395058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SgyJab9tj_I/AAAAAAAAACw/kxxpGGM6Hlw/s320/377709-7-happiness%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Vamos que vamos tocar esse Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;E pra começar, um post pequeno mas que vale muito !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Valorize&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ame, ame, ame&lt;/span&gt;, aproveite, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ame, ame&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;desfrute&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ajude&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ame&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;O que é FAMÍLIA pra você ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pra mim, seria mais ou menos meu motivo, minha razão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;15 de maio, dia Internacional da Família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Família, família, papai, mamãe, titia... ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;By: Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2923670103619423418-77036979461076774?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/77036979461076774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=77036979461076774' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/77036979461076774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/77036979461076774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/tesouro.html' title='Tesouro'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SgyJab9tj_I/AAAAAAAAACw/kxxpGGM6Hlw/s72-c/377709-7-happiness%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-7478244301258334545</id><published>2009-05-13T15:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:57:22.519-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pq Ela (TAMBÉM) é Minha Xuxuzinha !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SgsdABB2LYI/AAAAAAAAABY/I2W-eUb7UwM/s1600-h/OgAAAI4H_ifpEKQPkKDQwwYiglDb1gSXmp9hF4r7JtJWyGmHz-vL2DZyIvh9kK2p-8dgOlcUZKS6gjl8fhlVtt1WqXoAm1T1UBymxXoFo64TB3tmTbgiIlMSiT_W%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335390069663870338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SgsdABB2LYI/AAAAAAAAABY/I2W-eUb7UwM/s320/OgAAAI4H_ifpEKQPkKDQwwYiglDb1gSXmp9hF4r7JtJWyGmHz-vL2DZyIvh9kK2p-8dgOlcUZKS6gjl8fhlVtt1WqXoAm1T1UBymxXoFo64TB3tmTbgiIlMSiT_W%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Como já&lt;/span&gt; foi dito pela Yasmin-Xuxuzinha-da-Lilian, esse blog surgiu de uma graaande vontade de entrarmos nesse mundo Bloguístico, e como vontade pra nós também significa DESAFIO, estamos aqui, e é um prazer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer um blog com ela ?&lt;br /&gt;Simples. Ela é linda. Então beleza, aqui não vai faltar, hehe . Ela é o tempero, a pitada necessária para um blog que possa atingir a todos os gostos. Acredito que dosando as nossas características, ofereceremos algo bom e de qualidade para todos que passarem por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa amizade resume um pouco disso.&lt;br /&gt;No início do início (rs), nós não cansávamos uma da outra (eu não, pelo menos hehe) e adoraaava trazê-la pra minha casa.&lt;br /&gt;Ela cresceu um pouquinho e ficou toda, toda! Escolheu seus caminhos e eu, os meus. Ela não curtia muito algumas coisas em mim, assim como eu também não era muito chegada em algumas de suas atitudes. Mas hoje entendo que foi a forma mais linda e justa de aprendermos a lidar com as nossas diferenças e amarmos uma à outra com muita vontade e prazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro vê-la sorrindo, pois sei que seu sorriso não é falso. (Ela é muito sincera, sabe gente ... rs).&lt;br /&gt;Adoro estar ao lado dela. Ela é tão carinhosa e ao mesmo tempo não é melosa, isso é muito legal !&lt;br /&gt;Ela não precisa dizer muitas coisas, não. Suas atitudes expressam com clareza tudo o que ela realmente é.&lt;br /&gt;Seus sentimentos transbordam pelos olhos. Ela chora fácil, fácil de alegria ou de tristeza. Mas não só as suas lágrimas expressam sentimentos, quando sorri os olhinhos ficam espremidos, apertadinhos , e quando está brava... ts ts ts ! Ela tem um olhaaar ... Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Olhar o céu com ela, e viajar... não tem preço. É MÁGICO ! (Precisamos fazer isso de novo, Myn !)&lt;br /&gt;E, por fim. COMPARTILHAR !&lt;br /&gt;Isso nós temos feito muito. Temos compartilhado de nossas experiências (sentimentais) rs, das nossas alegrias, de opiniões, de ser Madrinha do Casamento do Ano (Desculpe Melbém), e até da nossa Super-Festa-que-vai-bombar-da-Silva-Tchururu ♪ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela citou uma música, né ?!&lt;br /&gt;Eu confesso que matei alguns de meus neurônios tentando achar uma música que a identificasse, e acabei pegando partes de várias para mostrar o quanto ela é surpreendente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪ &lt;em&gt;E as estrelas que não posso tocar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Estão tão perto, estão no teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Ver teu sorriso também me faz sorrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ó estrela não deixe de brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Coisas lindas quero te dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Se um anjo encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Eu vou pedir pra ele te proteger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ó estrela que me faz enxergar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a vida é linda de viver&lt;/em&gt; ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪ &lt;em&gt;Não te trago ouro,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Porque ele não entra no céu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E nenhuma riqueza deste mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Não te trago flores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Porque elas secam e caem ao chão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Te trago os meus versos simples,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas que fiz de coração&lt;/em&gt; ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪ &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yasmin&lt;/strong&gt; é uma menina bem difícil de esquecer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Andar bonito e um brilho no olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tem um jeito adolescente que me faz enlouquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E um molejo que não vou te enganar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maravilha feminina, meu docinho de pavê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inteligente ela é muito sensual&lt;/em&gt; ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Essa música aê, oh ! O nome é YASMIN !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É de coração, meu Docinho de Pavê, Meu Iá Iá, Meu Iô Iô !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;Adoro os comentários de rodapé da Mari (uma Blogueira super admirada por nós, e referência também. Então terei o costume de colocar também. Ideias boas a gente copia ! Hehe)&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/2923670103619423418-7478244301258334545?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7478244301258334545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=7478244301258334545' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/7478244301258334545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/7478244301258334545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/pq-ela-tambem-e-minha-xuxuzinha.html' title='Pq Ela (TAMBÉM) é Minha Xuxuzinha !'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/SgsdABB2LYI/AAAAAAAAABY/I2W-eUb7UwM/s72-c/OgAAAI4H_ifpEKQPkKDQwwYiglDb1gSXmp9hF4r7JtJWyGmHz-vL2DZyIvh9kK2p-8dgOlcUZKS6gjl8fhlVtt1WqXoAm1T1UBymxXoFo64TB3tmTbgiIlMSiT_W%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923670103619423418.post-67278572869325448</id><published>2009-05-12T23:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:14:58.609-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pq Ela é Minha Xuxuzinha !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sgo4VaYYXvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PMzGXbK4Ils/s1600-h/Araruama+!+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335138649083764466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sgo4VaYYXvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PMzGXbK4Ils/s320/Araruama+!+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt; Tipo.. Tivemos a brilhante idéia, e louca vontade de criar um blog&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;Rs.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, mas não tínhamos idéia sobre o que falaríamos.&lt;br /&gt;Surgiram algumas idéias, até boas, mas a que prevaleceu foi essa, de criar um blog sobre nós, nossa amizade. Um tema nada mais que justo e merecedor, a final de contas, somos duas meninas lindas &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;modestas&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, com uma amizade mais linda ainda, que merece ser conhecida de todos, de qualquer forma, até mesmo por um blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Mas, falaremos de outros assuntos também!&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compartilhar uma idéia assim com ela? Tudo de bom, porque ela é uma pessoa maravilhosa, e apesar das nossas diferenças, que são muitas, aprendi a respeitá-la, admirá-la e, principalmente, amá-la !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Te Amo Xúxú!&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo porque ela é linda, por dentro e por fora, que me alegra, até nos momentos ruins, e me encanta, e tenho certeza que a todos que a conhecem, com seu jeitinho lindo de ser. Acho que ela tem o dom de alegrar e envolver as pessoas, o que é maravilhoso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♪“&lt;/span&gt;Adoro quando ela chega toda entusiasmada,&lt;br /&gt;Cheia de carisma junto da rapeize,&lt;br /&gt;Mulher sem frescura, mas não toma uma gelada &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Rs.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;O assunto é futebol e ela tá atualizada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Sempre disposta, ela sempre tá contente,&lt;br /&gt;É estilosa, tem um jeito irreverente,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca fecha a cara, anda sempre sorridente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Qualquer lugar jamais se faz indiferente,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca dá mancada, nunca é inconveniente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela é diferente, ela é engraçada&lt;br /&gt;É inteligente e também é bem-humorada!&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♪ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Música feita pra ela!&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo por isso e muito mais!&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eu &amp;amp; Ela, Ela &amp;amp; Eu pra sempre! ;D  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt; ¬ &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Myn &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/2923670103619423418-67278572869325448?l=liemyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/feeds/67278572869325448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2923670103619423418&amp;postID=67278572869325448' title='26 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/67278572869325448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2923670103619423418/posts/default/67278572869325448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liemyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/pq-ela-e-minha-xuxuzinha.html' title='Pq Ela é Minha Xuxuzinha !'/><author><name>Li e Myn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09583627427112905878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/ShrR7we65nI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7v75v9LFo84/S220/DSC04512.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iLSz3Oyun4/Sgo4VaYYXvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PMzGXbK4Ils/s72-c/Araruama+!+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry></feed>
