<?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-4503698777782923114</id><updated>2012-02-01T14:40:13.883-08:00</updated><category term='Turma do 7º ano'/><category term='férias'/><category term='música'/><category term='desenho'/><title type='text'> stay young ☮</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-155107860012401004</id><published>2012-02-01T13:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T14:40:13.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fevereiro (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MAE7JhbpL9s/Tymy_ra60MI/AAAAAAAAEbI/Wwdz6y0YvX0/s1600/tumblr_lyooojmgVQ1r0vtbeo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MAE7JhbpL9s/Tymy_ra60MI/AAAAAAAAEbI/Wwdz6y0YvX0/s640/tumblr_lyooojmgVQ1r0vtbeo1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e estou eu aqui , sentada à espera . esperando que este mês seja melhor do que o outro .&lt;br /&gt;mas pensando melhor , não vai ser sentada que as coisas vão mudar ... e eu preciso seriamente que mudem . preciso que mudem com alguma urgência até ! por isso , vamos lá tentar animar e empenhar mais nos estudos , no meu cello porque para já é o mais importante e essencial (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rapha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-155107860012401004?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/155107860012401004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/02/fevereiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/155107860012401004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/155107860012401004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/02/fevereiro.html' title='fevereiro (:'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MAE7JhbpL9s/Tymy_ra60MI/AAAAAAAAEbI/Wwdz6y0YvX0/s72-c/tumblr_lyooojmgVQ1r0vtbeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-6260118807967327664</id><published>2012-01-31T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T08:21:05.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMxqsh4UlYk/Tybjc2bAGvI/AAAAAAAAEXo/AKDgaWcWRh4/s1600/714732-7-1326633663087_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMxqsh4UlYk/Tybjc2bAGvI/AAAAAAAAEXo/AKDgaWcWRh4/s400/714732-7-1326633663087_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;já não me lembrava o que era estar com tanta febre e de garganta ultra inflamada . tenho o nariz mais do que entupido e a tosse não me larga -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;fui hoje ao médico , tenho uma otite e uma faringite o:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;faltei à escola , mas fui lá para fazer o teste de geografia , que (por acaso) me correu bem (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aiai , salvem-me ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-6333289025316595045?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/6333289025316595045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/01/le-me-really-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6333289025316595045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6333289025316595045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/01/le-me-really-sick.html' title='*le me* really sick -.-'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMxqsh4UlYk/Tybjc2bAGvI/AAAAAAAAEXo/AKDgaWcWRh4/s72-c/714732-7-1326633663087_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1119232515051876466</id><published>2012-01-29T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T09:01:04.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pequenina (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RG9J-qiqc0c/TyV5otEgvtI/AAAAAAAAEXg/5SxwsBx32k8/s1600/ily+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RG9J-qiqc0c/TyV5otEgvtI/AAAAAAAAEXg/5SxwsBx32k8/s640/ily+030.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;olá pequenina&lt;/b&gt; , tudo bem ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;era só para dizer que és muito bonita e és a melhor pianista que eu conheço (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;acabei de ouvir a música que tu me mandaste ouvir , detestei-a , sabes porquê ? há quem a toque no piano e a cante para mim todas as semanas e acredita - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;é bem melhor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. - fiquei com o teu cachecol cinzento . é muito bonito , e acho que nunca mais o vais voltar a ver , AHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;quarta levo-to&lt;/strike&gt; (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love , Rapha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-1119232515051876466?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RG9J-qiqc0c/TyV5otEgvtI/AAAAAAAAEXg/5SxwsBx32k8/s72-c/ily+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-870571396082357943</id><published>2012-01-28T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T08:43:33.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>olá . por favor .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;peço-te .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;preciso de ir para um sítio longe daqui . onde ninguém me possa ver , nem onde ninguém fale comigo . um sítio onde as pessoas não possam falar e só me pudessem ouvir .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;preciso de tempo . muito tempo . passa tudo a voar a cima do meu nível de compreensão e eu não consigo captar nada ! acontece sempre tudo ao mesmo tempo e gera-se um remoinho gigante na minha cabeça que me faz desistir de tudo .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;é por isso que preciso um lugar seguro , onde eu não tenha frio , um lugar bem quentinho , onde seja impossível eu sentir-me mal . um lugar pequeno , fechado , aconchegado , onde não passe corrente de ar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pode ser no teu coração ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love , Rapha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-870571396082357943?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-8079811793358684191</id><published>2012-01-28T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T12:56:58.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's that possible ?&amp;nbsp;be with you , by your side .&amp;nbsp;all day , all night&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rapha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-8079811793358684191?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-6371994003462604952</id><published>2012-01-28T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T03:09:18.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-97QuQxFNdmc/TyPW1iC9oCI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/cr-zXiQKBMo/s1600/tumblr_lyh213Wb3l1r2gjaeo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-97QuQxFNdmc/TyPW1iC9oCI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/cr-zXiQKBMo/s320/tumblr_lyh213Wb3l1r2gjaeo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;será ? não pode . não é possível . já ? acho que não quero . pelo menos hoje , agora . não dá , não consigo .&amp;nbsp;amanhã . talvez depois , mais tarde . mas hoje não . sim , amanhã . amanhã estou pronta . &lt;strike&gt;ou não&lt;/strike&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rapha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-6371994003462604952?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/6371994003462604952/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-3907061601905350318</id><published>2012-01-27T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:06:33.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;constituição do meu estômago&lt;/u&gt; :&lt;div&gt; água , &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;muita água&lt;/b&gt; e rebuçados Dr. Bayard -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-3907061601905350318?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/3907061601905350318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-6210422800431117181</id><published>2012-01-26T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:59:13.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc1JQj23r2I/TyHaYerE9DI/AAAAAAAAEXI/3sKp-9edFwM/s1600/tumblr_lyffb2mYGM1rnldhco1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc1JQj23r2I/TyHaYerE9DI/AAAAAAAAEXI/3sKp-9edFwM/s400/tumblr_lyffb2mYGM1rnldhco1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;querem um bocadinho de &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;boa disposição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ? (:&lt;br /&gt;é que eu tenho &lt;b&gt;muita&lt;/b&gt; para dar (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love , Rapha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-6210422800431117181?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/6210422800431117181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/01/lalala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;estou numa explosão de sentimentos e não falta muito para rebentar !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;há tanta coisa ao mesmo tempo ! gosh -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;e estas cenas , aquilo que costumam chamar de sentimentos , sabem ? conseguem por-me neste estado : &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;mal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-7068203533354553837?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7068203533354553837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together... there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we’re apart... i’ll always be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 0px; width: 1px;" valign="top"&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="quote_source" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" valign="top"&gt;Winnie The Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-3996148575609043756?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/3996148575609043756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3996148575609043756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3996148575609043756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='*'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKZdpObhL5M/Twtf-yAqdSI/AAAAAAAAEVA/DuX8w365R7Q/s72-c/tumblr_lx32j9heLO1qi23vmo1_500_large.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-2429144023378552877</id><published>2012-01-08T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T11:15:14.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>need someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-APwSRvwxQ5E/TwnCaQwejTI/AAAAAAAAEUw/vvH5rjxzEj8/s1600/tumblr_lxan2qOL6V1qm12mfo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-APwSRvwxQ5E/TwnCaQwejTI/AAAAAAAAEUw/vvH5rjxzEj8/s400/tumblr_lxan2qOL6V1qm12mfo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;estou a precisar de estar com alguém ao meu lado , alguém que eu tenha a certeza que não se canse de mim . que me ouça sempre que eu esteja a falar . que me compreenda . que me conheça . que não se importe que fale mal . e que principalmente me lei os pensamentos , para ver que esta mente não é o que parece .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;estou sozinha . e quando estamos sozinhos pensamos em muita coisa , principalmente no que mais nos preocupa . e não há ninguém a quem possamos contar essas coisas . e por vezes se alguém a quem nós pudéssemos confiar tudo existisse talvez este peso nos saísse de cima .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;quando contámos alguma coisa a alguém sentimo-nos bem por desabafar mas depois acabamos por nos arrepender e ficamos com outro peso por cima -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-APwSRvwxQ5E/TwnCaQwejTI/AAAAAAAAEUw/vvH5rjxzEj8/s72-c/tumblr_lxan2qOL6V1qm12mfo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-6937897438459459568</id><published>2012-01-01T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T05:49:44.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tenho o coração a arder , a bater de uma forma descontrolada . não sei para que lado me hei-de virar .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tive a ideia de mudar o mundo com estas duas mãos e acabei por cair redondamente do chão .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tentei poupar o meu corpo ao máximo , para não me cansar . mas não valeu a pena - hoje estou como estou .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lá tentei relembrar como tudo era dantes , mas escapa-me sempre uma lágrima e por mais pequena e insignificante que seja , coitada , está sempre lá .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;por mais escasso que seja aquele silêncio vou tentando aproveitá-lo e captar alguma calma . a inspiração não cai do céu . vem do fundo de nós . ou então daqueles sinais que nos mandam .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-6937897438459459568?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/6937897438459459568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6937897438459459568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6937897438459459568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-words.html' title='some words'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1570868664294206135</id><published>2011-12-31T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T19:40:42.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g37gR07sIks/Tv_U5ip59lI/AAAAAAAAET8/Wz6U_dw1gac/s1600/tumblr_lx3idmHsT51qdwywno1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g37gR07sIks/Tv_U5ip59lI/AAAAAAAAET8/Wz6U_dw1gac/s200/tumblr_lx3idmHsT51qdwywno1_500_large.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NzETl88jmVE/Tv_UpBusdUI/AAAAAAAAETk/XFfSI-OxdJU/s400/l_245970299_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp61h3GUlK1qh5ngko1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Talvez a loucura e o único remédio para a tristeza ." border="0" height="266" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp61h3GUlK1qh5ngko1_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g37gR07sIks/Tv_U5ip59lI/AAAAAAAAET8/Wz6U_dw1gac/s72-c/tumblr_lx3idmHsT51qdwywno1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4146555212553212125</id><published>2011-12-30T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T07:08:26.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4GrwUgg2pg/Tv8kn8Kf5vI/AAAAAAAAETQ/CjAZlCtcOO8/s1600/tumblr_lvv54bEll61ql9zdoo1_400_large.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4GrwUgg2pg/Tv8kn8Kf5vI/AAAAAAAAETQ/CjAZlCtcOO8/s320/tumblr_lvv54bEll61ql9zdoo1_400_large.gif" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;olhem só , tive um dia muito bom ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;fui dar uma volta com a Cand o que melhorou o meu dia (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;andamos por sta marta praticamente toda , ahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mas sim , foi muito bom sair de casa , ainda por cima com um dia tão lindo **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4146555212553212125?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4GrwUgg2pg/Tv8kn8Kf5vI/AAAAAAAAETQ/CjAZlCtcOO8/s72-c/tumblr_lvv54bEll61ql9zdoo1_400_large.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4135639418443014992</id><published>2011-12-28T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T04:30:26.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RthzlD9wPhQ/TvsJcxeHeaI/AAAAAAAAES4/N34S724kKRM/s1600/tumblr_lkttv4EKp01qfgnj3o1_400.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RthzlD9wPhQ/TvsJcxeHeaI/AAAAAAAAES4/N34S724kKRM/s400/tumblr_lkttv4EKp01qfgnj3o1_400.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;melhoras para a minha mãe , que decidiu ficar com a minha constipação (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: #edeff4; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4135639418443014992?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4135639418443014992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/melhoras-para-minha-mae-que-decidiu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4135639418443014992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4135639418443014992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/melhoras-para-minha-mae-que-decidiu.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RthzlD9wPhQ/TvsJcxeHeaI/AAAAAAAAES4/N34S724kKRM/s72-c/tumblr_lkttv4EKp01qfgnj3o1_400.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1407058809210992843</id><published>2011-12-27T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T15:27:05.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcpsB40vbYA/TvpTRjrFehI/AAAAAAAAESs/0QV7zLVjfFI/s1600/tumblr_lu1eavExg81qaxcl7o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcpsB40vbYA/TvpTRjrFehI/AAAAAAAAESs/0QV7zLVjfFI/s1600/tumblr_lu1eavExg81qaxcl7o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;como tenho em casa milhares de tangeras e tangerinas estive a fazer sumo , e sim estava mesmo muito bom ! e não vos deixei nenhum , eheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-1407058809210992843?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/1407058809210992843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcpsB40vbYA/TvpTRjrFehI/AAAAAAAAESs/0QV7zLVjfFI/s72-c/tumblr_lu1eavExg81qaxcl7o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-2106669416200103288</id><published>2011-12-27T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T04:38:43.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;foi normal . foi bom e mau . bom por ter a família (do lado do meu pai) toda junta . mau , porque as dores de garganta não me quiseram largar .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;foi um natal , bom , bonito , simples . frio e quente , conforme a distância da lareira .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;não recebi nenhuma prenda que tenha revolucionado o ano , mas por incrível que pareça não me importei , não me importei mesmo nada com isso .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;quer dizer , tive um que revolucionou , claro . mas foi antes do natal . foi o meu &lt;b&gt;violoncelo&lt;/b&gt; . e esse sim 'foi a prenda de natal' , mas antes do tempo o que estragou um pouco o seu valor :c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saí de viana no sábado de manhã a começar uma pequena constipação . cheguei lá com a temperatura que esperava (talvez pior um bocadinho) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;almocei , e depois fui para o meio do mato andar (muito) :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwQv_V2Egko/Tvn2uogha7I/AAAAAAAAEP0/qRAuAGaZay8/s1600/WP_000628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwQv_V2Egko/Tvn2uogha7I/AAAAAAAAEP0/qRAuAGaZay8/s400/WP_000628.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti3HCXl-6p4/Tvn21qrxeYI/AAAAAAAAEP8/3m3TF7j-WQo/s1600/WP_000614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti3HCXl-6p4/Tvn21qrxeYI/AAAAAAAAEP8/3m3TF7j-WQo/s400/WP_000614.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yt37L5tI9Pc/Tvn25iggl1I/AAAAAAAAEQE/FNJtBjdqbB4/s1600/WP_000615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yt37L5tI9Pc/Tvn25iggl1I/AAAAAAAAEQE/FNJtBjdqbB4/s400/WP_000615.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SI7LsbSajik/Tvn2-pB0fPI/AAAAAAAAEQM/fiNLbEPOUdw/s1600/WP_000616.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SI7LsbSajik/Tvn2-pB0fPI/AAAAAAAAEQM/fiNLbEPOUdw/s400/WP_000616.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxAnSQd1GEA/Tvn3FIsghaI/AAAAAAAAEQU/kun4xW2AylM/s1600/WP_000621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxAnSQd1GEA/Tvn3FIsghaI/AAAAAAAAEQU/kun4xW2AylM/s400/WP_000621.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ViIA088-4o/Tvn3KisHpTI/AAAAAAAAEQc/6STKbu1lbpM/s1600/WP_000625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ViIA088-4o/Tvn3KisHpTI/AAAAAAAAEQc/6STKbu1lbpM/s400/WP_000625.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;esta foto é a prova de que daqui a 20 anos temos de voltar a este sítio e em vez de estar esta cena mini estar uma árvore como deve de ser ;D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccqUwzTosxU/Tvn3R3nwQ5I/AAAAAAAAEQk/lvY-yzSo5ks/s1600/WP_000626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccqUwzTosxU/Tvn3R3nwQ5I/AAAAAAAAEQk/lvY-yzSo5ks/s400/WP_000626.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;foi muito giro o passeio , mas não melhorou a minha constipação :c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jantar perfeito * família perfeita * felicidade * sossego * tudo !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e noite bem passada (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dia 25 , missinha de manhã . almoço . e depois estive a ver 'Chuck' que já não via há tipo , BUÉS o: , e a série perdeu um bocado piada , mas continua com a mesma ação de sempre ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;como estava frio e eu não estava muito bem da cabeça fui deitar-me por baixo de um lençol e cinco cobertores peguei no computador e pus-me a ver se apanhava alguma rede sem password , mas nepz -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;como o meu pai viu que eu estava a ficar mesmo lazy&amp;nbsp;decidiu pegar em mim e irmos até ao monte de Santa Bárbara para ver as vistas . levamos connosco o meu tio . já estava a começar a escurecer mas mesmo assim valeu a pena (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NuQnEsldmXk/TvoZmVVwEAI/AAAAAAAAERA/qi_l9ll5pRs/s1600/WP_000692.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NuQnEsldmXk/TvoZmVVwEAI/AAAAAAAAERA/qi_l9ll5pRs/s320/WP_000692.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2DkaLaflwfo/TvoZ52NyxQI/AAAAAAAAERo/QT05sEUT0AM/s1600/WP_000700.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2DkaLaflwfo/TvoZ52NyxQI/AAAAAAAAERo/QT05sEUT0AM/s320/WP_000700.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvgkkES5LR0/TvoZ_by0oVI/AAAAAAAAERw/5KOfEcVBenk/s1600/WP_000701.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvgkkES5LR0/TvoZ_by0oVI/AAAAAAAAERw/5KOfEcVBenk/s320/WP_000701.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;alguém a preocupar-se com as minhas mão geladas -.-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EZExzVBaaM/TvoaWRiiE9I/AAAAAAAAESY/acoVrgfTfw8/s1600/WP_000707.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EZExzVBaaM/TvoaWRiiE9I/AAAAAAAAESY/acoVrgfTfw8/s320/WP_000707.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e enquanto caminhávamos de volta para casa , ia escurecendo e estava cada vez mais frio , mas eu sentia-me bem , estava quentinha depois de ter andado tanto (: as únicas coisas que estavam frias eram o meu nariz e o meu queixo , AHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;no fim de jantar estive a jogar às cartas e fui cedo para a cama , estava mesmo muito mal . a garganta estava mais do que inflamada , doía-me imenso a cabeça e os meus ouvidos estavam para deixar de funcionar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;foi uma noite horrível -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;dia 26 , lá nos despedimos , viana esperava-nos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-2106669416200103288?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/2106669416200103288/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2106669416200103288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2106669416200103288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwQv_V2Egko/Tvn2uogha7I/AAAAAAAAEP0/qRAuAGaZay8/s72-c/WP_000628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1736307724539975881</id><published>2011-12-23T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T16:12:00.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDnRCbhai6o/TvUYo-ap8BI/AAAAAAAAEPo/Hdk3qeVNdoM/s1600/tumblr_lwmnt5mRPp1r47039o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDnRCbhai6o/TvUYo-ap8BI/AAAAAAAAEPo/Hdk3qeVNdoM/s400/tumblr_lwmnt5mRPp1r47039o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como andam todos a a deixar mensagens de natal todas fofinhas , acho que me ficava um pouco mal não escrever nada ... por isso ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenham todos um &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;excelente natal&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;que a vossa família esteja toda junta como sempre desejaram . que as prendas sejam infinitas . que o calor da lareira vos aqueça o coração . que a presença dos vossos amigos vos mantenha felizes . que tudo , mas mesmo tudo esteja em sintonia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDnRCbhai6o/TvUYo-ap8BI/AAAAAAAAEPo/Hdk3qeVNdoM/s72-c/tumblr_lwmnt5mRPp1r47039o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-180581809700080880</id><published>2011-12-23T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T09:51:13.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>estou bem ? &lt;strike&gt;não , nem por isso&lt;/strike&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;sinto-me fraca . estou fraca .&lt;br /&gt;não sei que fazer . não consigo sorrir ou chorar . não há expressões que possam descrever o meu estado .&lt;br /&gt;preciso de força , e de momento não sei onde é que a posso encontrar . &amp;nbsp;já pensei em muita coisa , mas nada vai resultar , tenho a certeza .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vou tentar pensar que o tempo cura tudo . tempo , não demores por favor ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-180581809700080880?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/180581809700080880/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/estou-bem-nao-nem-por-isso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/180581809700080880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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( a seguir a Sta Marta , ahah )&lt;br /&gt;foi o nosso primeiro acantonamento como &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;caravelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , e correu mesmo bem !&lt;br /&gt;se cheguei a casa cansada ? sim , bastante . já não acampava à um ano . e isso deixou-me de rastos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(mais tarde deixo-vos algumas fotografias que de momento não as tenho)&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/4503698777782923114-7508840629031290074?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7508840629031290074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/camping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7508840629031290074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7508840629031290074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/camping.html' title='camping .'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-2238638819590089893</id><published>2011-12-12T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T14:38:04.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;do you know what ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;in my beautiful place I have good music *o*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-2238638819590089893?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/2238638819590089893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/do-you-know-what-in-my-beautiful-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2238638819590089893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2238638819590089893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/do-you-know-what-in-my-beautiful-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1304882016078059510</id><published>2011-12-11T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T09:59:50.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQPw4FyNCp4/TuTu9asp9HI/AAAAAAAAEPA/1GIqI4HtaMw/s1600/tumblr_lw0hm5nA0M1qhzv6oo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQPw4FyNCp4/TuTu9asp9HI/AAAAAAAAEPA/1GIqI4HtaMw/s1600/tumblr_lw0hm5nA0M1qhzv6oo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;afinal sair de casa para o gelo da rua não foi assim tão mau !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoje a minha tia fez anos e fui rápido à casa dela para lhe dar um beijinho e uma pequena lembrança , que ela gostou muito .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em troca deu-me um ferrero rocher *o*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;foi o meu primeiro ferrero rocher deste ano ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-1304882016078059510?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/1304882016078059510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/afinal-sair-de-casa-para-o-gelo-da-rua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1304882016078059510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1304882016078059510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/afinal-sair-de-casa-para-o-gelo-da-rua.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQPw4FyNCp4/TuTu9asp9HI/AAAAAAAAEPA/1GIqI4HtaMw/s72-c/tumblr_lw0hm5nA0M1qhzv6oo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4325253568008080338</id><published>2011-12-11T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T09:35:30.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukWmmOa5_iA/TuTpwbn-4oI/AAAAAAAAEO4/lTG45IiLUqA/s1600/tumblr_lqcxg80T8f1qbyk3yo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukWmmOa5_iA/TuTpwbn-4oI/AAAAAAAAEO4/lTG45IiLUqA/s1600/tumblr_lqcxg80T8f1qbyk3yo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;como é que é possível alguém perder jeito para aquilo que sempre teve ? como é que é possível deixarmos de conseguir aquilo que sempre conseguimos ? como é que é possível deixarmos de ser bons no que mais nos orgulhamos de nós próprios ? como é que é possível alguém perder tantas qualidades em tão pouco tempo ? com é que é possível alguém nos deixar para trás e nos esquecer com o tempo ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;como é que é possível isto tudo me estar a acontecer ? vem uma coisa de cada vez , mas em vez de cada uma desvanecer no tempo , não ! permanece . vai acumulando . vai crescendo . vai inchando . BUM ! rebenta . adeus Rafaela .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;é uma fase , assim espero .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4325253568008080338?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4325253568008080338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/como-e-que-e-possivel-alguem-perder.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4325253568008080338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4325253568008080338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/como-e-que-e-possivel-alguem-perder.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukWmmOa5_iA/TuTpwbn-4oI/AAAAAAAAEO4/lTG45IiLUqA/s72-c/tumblr_lqcxg80T8f1qbyk3yo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-2101734026395422365</id><published>2011-12-11T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T07:04:19.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'> today's new : </title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fDRybU34u8s/TuElKEzXCrI/AAAAAAAAEOc/NsEd6lD6jcc/s1600/tumblr_lrk1imsT0p1r2f4o0o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fDRybU34u8s/TuElKEzXCrI/AAAAAAAAEOc/NsEd6lD6jcc/s1600/tumblr_lrk1imsT0p1r2f4o0o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;«veneno só faz mal se tu o engolires» .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-6515801458957239558?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/6515801458957239558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/veneno-so-faz-mal-se-tu-o-engolires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6515801458957239558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6515801458957239558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/veneno-so-faz-mal-se-tu-o-engolires.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fDRybU34u8s/TuElKEzXCrI/AAAAAAAAEOc/NsEd6lD6jcc/s72-c/tumblr_lrk1imsT0p1r2f4o0o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4599901879344707951</id><published>2011-12-07T15:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T15:40:37.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="“Quer se vingar de todos que te fizeram chorar? Sorria.”    Lady Gaga" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luyu9uzWrJ1r1pvygo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f8f8f5; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;“Quer se vingar de todos que te fizeram chorar? Sorria.” &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f8f8f5; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f8f8f5; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; 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style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;estou a precisar de ter mais calma , estou a precisar de ouvir .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;estou a precisar de agir calmamente com cada coisa no seu momento .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;viver cada hora bem controlada e organizada .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;ter noção de que cada hora , depois de passada não pode ser retomada .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;saber que depois de estar com alguém , poder ser a última vez .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-8711640923153009061</id><published>2011-12-04T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:37:28.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fim-de-semaninha (;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bem , como sempre eu não tive fim-de-semana -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sábado tive ensaio do emsemble de violoncelos às 8h30 -.- , depois fui à Viana Música comprar um metrónomo ( finalmente ) e ainda fui ao AKI para comprar relva . pois ainda não contei - o meu jardim sofreu umas alterações com as quais eu ainda não estou muito satisfeita -&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;mudar não é comigo .&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;à tarde , logo às 14h , Guias até às 17h . depois ... catequese . e finalmente casa !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oo: uma das portas da minha casa &amp;nbsp;partiu-se e o móvel que estava em frente dela saiu do sítio e os&lt;b&gt; &lt;u&gt;lindos CD's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;caíram e partiram-se :cc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oooooo: e a minha mãe (graças a este incidente) encontrou uma &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;máquina fotográfica&lt;/span&gt; super &lt;b&gt;*perfect*&lt;/b&gt; , que era dela , e que usava para tirar fotos na altura em que ela andava nas guias , não é fixe ? *o* é linda *o* , mesmo liiiiiiiiinda *-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;novidade&lt;/span&gt; : se calhar vou fazer uma 'grande-viagem' a &lt;b&gt;Singapura&lt;/b&gt; *o* - não é fixe ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a Patrulha Eco de aeroporto em aeroporto cada fez mais perto de um acampamento internacional do ramo caravela *o*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ainda nem acredito ! :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;temos é um pequeno problema . o acampamento é em Junho , e se calha na semana dos exames nacionais ... não há Singapura para ninguém :'cc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Domingo : venda de biscoitos , agendas e trevos (jornal das guias) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;se &lt;u&gt;queremos mesmo ir a Singapura&lt;/u&gt; vamos ter de fazer mais de 160 biscoitos todas as sextas-feiras para conseguirmos todo o dinheiro para a viagem ss:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;nós vamos conseguir ! ;DD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bem , tenho de ir estudar . &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.s. - é tão bom voltar a escrever *-*&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/4503698777782923114-8711640923153009061?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/8711640923153009061/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-5941593910034523827</id><published>2011-12-02T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T08:57:32.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'> ** </title><content type='html'>hoje , ao fim de tanto tempo , temos um tema interessante para vos falar :DD&lt;br /&gt;estivemos a fazer biscoitos de chocolate e côco para angariar fundos para a&amp;nbsp;nossa patrulha ! e ficaram mesmo muito bons ! apesar do resto da patrulha faltar nós as duas divertimos-nos imenso ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foi mesmo muito fixe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ao som de &lt;em&gt;The Doors&lt;/em&gt; , &lt;em&gt;Pink Floyd&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;Led Zepplin&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;, os biscoitos só podiam ser uma maravilha ! *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;uma canhota apertada , Rafa e Chica&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-5941593910034523827?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/5941593910034523827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5941593910034523827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5941593910034523827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='&lt;center&gt; ** &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4172178244619007446</id><published>2011-11-01T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:17:05.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'> mistake </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ter abandonado este blog foi um grande erro . desculpem .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4172178244619007446?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4172178244619007446/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mistake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4172178244619007446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4172178244619007446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mistake.html' title='&lt;center&gt; mistake &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-6028294162666922421</id><published>2011-10-18T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T14:06:02.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RwHGmU21Lc0/Tp3p16cmJFI/AAAAAAAAEHw/8kiP3iMXo4g/s1600/tumblr_lrbkqmojxE1qcqc80o1_500_large_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RwHGmU21Lc0/Tp3p16cmJFI/AAAAAAAAEHw/8kiP3iMXo4g/s320/tumblr_lrbkqmojxE1qcqc80o1_500_large_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;faz-me tanta falta o meu blog , mas não tenho tido muito tempo e computador está a dar cabo de mim com os vírus , por isso é que o blog está neste estado e tão desactualizado , desculpem ! -.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas tenho uma boa notícia ! a partir de hoje as temperaturas vão começar a baixar ! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;será que o Outono está a chegar ? x)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RwHGmU21Lc0/Tp3p16cmJFI/AAAAAAAAEHw/8kiP3iMXo4g/s72-c/tumblr_lrbkqmojxE1qcqc80o1_500_large_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-5625420306728111211</id><published>2011-10-13T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T14:58:05.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'> orange ! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;foi no fim-de-semana passado , que finalmente pude riscar um dos maiores desejos da minha wishlist !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sim , eu já sou caravela .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;já posso navegar nos mais bravos oceanos , já posso lançar as minhas velas ao vento , já posso ir contra as ondas e sentir a espuma entre os dedos dos meus pés , já posso nadar contra a maré , ir contra a corrente , sei lá bem mais o quê ! só sei que sou caravela , e os meus marinheiros querem partir para bem longe , bem mais longe de onde estou . quero navegar mesmo na linha do horizonte sem cair para o outro lado , melhor ! quero cair para o outro lado , pois do outro lado esperam-me coisas que eu nem adivinho , mas ... tudo o que fiz até agora foi tão bom que , enfim , não quero que se apague nem que se desvaneça no passar do tempo as memórias que tenho guardadas , que já são poucas e pequeninas com eu fora em tempos perdidos .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;agora digam-me , será que sou normal para desejar o impossível ?!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-5625420306728111211?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/5625420306728111211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/10/orange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5625420306728111211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5625420306728111211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/10/orange.html' title='&lt;center&gt; orange ! &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-5876238993714712271</id><published>2011-10-05T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T05:30:12.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'> 5000 </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISQqL0hHXVQ/ToxNqBGPiKI/AAAAAAAAEFI/K1VCgt1Jb0w/s1600/tumblr_lcg759peco1qcxr6ko1_500_large_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISQqL0hHXVQ/ToxNqBGPiKI/AAAAAAAAEFI/K1VCgt1Jb0w/s320/tumblr_lcg759peco1qcxr6ko1_500_large_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;estou tão feliz , hoje cheguei ao blog e tinha umas simpáticas 5000 visitas ! obrigada a todos (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-5876238993714712271?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/5876238993714712271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/10/5000.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5876238993714712271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5876238993714712271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/10/5000.html' title='&lt;center&gt; 5000 &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISQqL0hHXVQ/ToxNqBGPiKI/AAAAAAAAEFI/K1VCgt1Jb0w/s72-c/tumblr_lcg759peco1qcxr6ko1_500_large_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-7128242776457406848</id><published>2011-10-05T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T03:03:44.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'> feriadooo </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DAH30IZXozM/Towqy9DG5mI/AAAAAAAAEEc/O2JJ2mMufBQ/s1600/tumblr_lk0aue4GO41qcthooo1_500_large_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DAH30IZXozM/Towqy9DG5mI/AAAAAAAAEEc/O2JJ2mMufBQ/s1600/tumblr_lk0aue4GO41qcthooo1_500_large_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;que bom , hoje é feriado ! estou mesmo a precisar -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;ontem andei super cansada o dia todo . doiam-me as pernas , andava cheia de sono e aquele calor horrível punha-me mais lenta&amp;nbsp;do que nunca --'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;ainda não sei o que vou fazer hoje , mas seja o que for espero que me mantenha feliz (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;hoje estou mesmo bem (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-7128242776457406848?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7128242776457406848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/10/feriadooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7128242776457406848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7128242776457406848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/10/feriadooo.html' title='&lt;center&gt; feriadooo &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DAH30IZXozM/Towqy9DG5mI/AAAAAAAAEEc/O2JJ2mMufBQ/s72-c/tumblr_lk0aue4GO41qcthooo1_500_large_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-5622795636696132910</id><published>2011-10-02T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T09:32:20.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'> happy day </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVXld9z5HXI/ToiLxxcg9cI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/W6iJV5YYFOE/s1600/Nicole+e+Rafa+%2528L%2529+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVXld9z5HXI/ToiLxxcg9cI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/W6iJV5YYFOE/s320/Nicole+e+Rafa+%2528L%2529+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0OZ0HOhZexM/ToiLakEx7PI/AAAAAAAAEEM/oNpxSXRCX8o/s1600/Nicole+e+Rafa+%2528L%2529+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0OZ0HOhZexM/ToiLakEx7PI/AAAAAAAAEEM/oNpxSXRCX8o/s320/Nicole+e+Rafa+%2528L%2529+036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq4IUQ_jACQ/ToiMIgmX7hI/AAAAAAAAEEU/ER3h6kjfZII/s1600/Nicole+e+Rafa+%2528L%2529+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq4IUQ_jACQ/ToiMIgmX7hI/AAAAAAAAEEU/ER3h6kjfZII/s320/Nicole+e+Rafa+%2528L%2529+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;we always need friends to smile (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-5622795636696132910?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVXld9z5HXI/ToiLxxcg9cI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/W6iJV5YYFOE/s72-c/Nicole+e+Rafa+%2528L%2529+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-2732324290531866358</id><published>2011-09-30T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T14:44:01.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'> my brother's day </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JFd6wKiCa0/ToY35owsvFI/AAAAAAAAEDk/VwoCxfuOLSk/s1600/anigif.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JFd6wKiCa0/ToY35owsvFI/AAAAAAAAEDk/VwoCxfuOLSk/s1600/anigif.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;muitos parabéns meu irmão , meu tolo do coração .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-2732324290531866358?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/2732324290531866358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/muitos-parabens-meu-irmao-meu-tolo-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2732324290531866358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2732324290531866358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/muitos-parabens-meu-irmao-meu-tolo-do.html' title='&lt;center&gt; my brother&apos;s day &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JFd6wKiCa0/ToY35owsvFI/AAAAAAAAEDk/VwoCxfuOLSk/s72-c/anigif.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-9003182659815642356</id><published>2011-09-29T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T13:05:34.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1AkoWOjLL0E/ToTB2tsfYZI/AAAAAAAAEDg/MWE7AjtwcKc/s1600/tumblr_lp63qti32G1qaf9e2o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1AkoWOjLL0E/ToTB2tsfYZI/AAAAAAAAEDg/MWE7AjtwcKc/s1600/tumblr_lp63qti32G1qaf9e2o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;há coisas que ninguém compreende , há coisas que só eu sei e que só eu posso saber . há coisas que não posso nem consigo confiar a ninguém .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;posso adorar que venham ter comigo e desabafem , mas por mais que tente não consigo exprimir-me . sinto-me mesmo importante por dar conselhos a alguém . sinto-me bem por saber guardar segredos . acho que isso é a melhor coisa que consigo fazer , guardar segredos . não me importo nada de guardar dez , quinze , vinte segredos ! não sou daquelas pessoas que que quase explode por não conseguir guardá-lo . eu guardo-o bem , e até agora nunca faltei à minha palavra . (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-9003182659815642356?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/9003182659815642356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/ha-coisas-que-ninguem-compreende-ha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/9003182659815642356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/9003182659815642356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/ha-coisas-que-ninguem-compreende-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1AkoWOjLL0E/ToTB2tsfYZI/AAAAAAAAEDg/MWE7AjtwcKc/s72-c/tumblr_lp63qti32G1qaf9e2o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4793415882942047824</id><published>2011-09-29T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T11:57:44.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'> silence , please . </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2DlSSatxd0/ToS_PwQ675I/AAAAAAAAEDc/0hh0uk7gugU/s1600/tumblr_ls8w1iC6jv1qmo388o1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2DlSSatxd0/ToS_PwQ675I/AAAAAAAAEDc/0hh0uk7gugU/s1600/tumblr_ls8w1iC6jv1qmo388o1_400_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no silêncio , a única coisa que permaneço a ouvir é o bater do meu coração .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4793415882942047824?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4793415882942047824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/silence-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4793415882942047824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4793415882942047824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/silence-please.html' title='&lt;center&gt; silence , please . &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2DlSSatxd0/ToS_PwQ675I/AAAAAAAAEDc/0hh0uk7gugU/s72-c/tumblr_ls8w1iC6jv1qmo388o1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-8533441792913756988</id><published>2011-09-24T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T11:16:09.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'> ♥ </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9bVCXEuWfI/Tm5gCeoTEnI/AAAAAAAAECA/kvscWXySR-M/s1600/310428_191149817620522_100001765145136_451458_1394163659_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9bVCXEuWfI/Tm5gCeoTEnI/AAAAAAAAECA/kvscWXySR-M/s320/310428_191149817620522_100001765145136_451458_1394163659_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aquela ali é a rapariga que me conhece desde os 6 anos , pode parecer pouco , mas é a rapariga que em tão pouco tempo me conheceu melhor . é aquela a quem eu devo uma parte da minha vida ... aquela que se eu recuso alguma coisa que ela adora não se importa de recusar também , porque é por mim que ela o faz . ela é aquela que já riu comigo , que já riu mesmo muito , imenso ! , que deu gargalhadas das melhores sempre perto de mim , mas que também já chorou , já me deu o seu ombro , que me limpou as lágrimas por mais suja que a sua mão estivesse . já discutimos e gritámos uma com a outra , mas isso é normal , certo ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho pena de não a ter todos os dias comigo , era tão bom ... há coisas que só ela sabe , e ainda bem (; porque dizê-lo a mais alguém estragava o que somos uma para a outra (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu adoro-te Ana Francisca Martins Lima da&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; Costa&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS - desculpa o texto estar tão pequeno e não estar com qualidade nenhuma , mas sabes bem que a minha cabeça não tem funcionado bem s: , e acho que não tenho de dizer muito mais , compreendes bem a nossa situação (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;LY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-8533441792913756988?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/8533441792913756988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8533441792913756988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8533441792913756988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_24.html' title='&lt;center&gt; ♥ &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9bVCXEuWfI/Tm5gCeoTEnI/AAAAAAAAECA/kvscWXySR-M/s72-c/310428_191149817620522_100001765145136_451458_1394163659_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-3861596825143538745</id><published>2011-09-24T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T02:18:01.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'> 08.00 </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FSn_qWIvUDY/Tn2euxtv-CI/AAAAAAAAEDY/Ys8JOUqwgdo/s1600/tumblr_lrzq33Y8LR1qlbcbjo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FSn_qWIvUDY/Tn2euxtv-CI/AAAAAAAAEDY/Ys8JOUqwgdo/s1600/tumblr_lrzq33Y8LR1qlbcbjo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;hoje acordei eram 7h32 e pensei :&lt;/u&gt; « daqui a pouco já estou na escola , espera , que dia da semana é ? segunda , terça ? qual é a primeira aula ? hmm , que dia foi ontem ? ... AH ! ontem foi sexta , hoje é sábado ! YAY ! oh , mas tenho fisioterapia agora de manhã ... vou fingir que estou morta ! não , muito escandaloso ... oh ! vou mas é levantar-me , vou para sala ver televisão . o: , melhor ! vou para o blog ! :DD »&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas agora que estou aqui não sei o que escrever ! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-3861596825143538745?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/3861596825143538745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/08h00.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3861596825143538745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3861596825143538745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/08h00.html' title='&lt;center&gt; 08.00 &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FSn_qWIvUDY/Tn2euxtv-CI/AAAAAAAAEDY/Ys8JOUqwgdo/s72-c/tumblr_lrzq33Y8LR1qlbcbjo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4289556111890806591</id><published>2011-09-23T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T11:20:37.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Mr. Cold </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-azPnC_rLnmo/Tnz-2WH4TKI/AAAAAAAAEDU/ny6Vf2EZ5Cs/s1600/tumblr_lrjrn6lHUC1qhkbwvo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-azPnC_rLnmo/Tnz-2WH4TKI/AAAAAAAAEDU/ny6Vf2EZ5Cs/s1600/tumblr_lrjrn6lHUC1qhkbwvo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;é tão bom ver os dias tão claros , tão nítidos , que por mais que as nuvens tapem o sol a luz permanece .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;é mesmo bom sentir frio na ponta de nariz , sentir as mãos quentes da força que faço para as manter bem fechadas dentro dos bolsos do casaco , ter o cabelo cheio de nós mas que me aquece o pescoço , é tão bom ver as ruas refrescadas pela chuva , o piso escorregadio e húmido que reflecte a nossa imagem tão imperfeita , as gotas de chuva miudinha que lentamente deixam a minha cara praticamente encharcada . é tão bom depois de um dia cansativo chegar a casa e beber um copo de leite com chocolate quentinho que aquece rapidamente tudo dentro de mim .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;é mesmo bom sentir que daqui a pouco é inverno e vou puder fazer a minha *lista de pedidos ao pai natal* em frente à lareira da sala , e que nada me pode impedir de andar enrolada numa mantinha o dia todo !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;quero mesmo dizer : « &lt;b&gt;tenho frio !&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;» .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4289556111890806591?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4289556111890806591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/mr-cold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4289556111890806591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4289556111890806591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/mr-cold.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Mr. Cold &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-azPnC_rLnmo/Tnz-2WH4TKI/AAAAAAAAEDU/ny6Vf2EZ5Cs/s72-c/tumblr_lrjrn6lHUC1qhkbwvo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-5726626371841844072</id><published>2011-09-23T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T14:43:58.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P9Ht2jmCiqQ/Tnz9bn8hazI/AAAAAAAAEDM/uqKmCSQpaCI/s1600/365099-12-1316810988178_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P9Ht2jmCiqQ/Tnz9bn8hazI/AAAAAAAAEDM/uqKmCSQpaCI/s1600/365099-12-1316810988178_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando quero afastar todos os problemas -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-5726626371841844072?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/5726626371841844072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-sei-que-escrever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5726626371841844072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5726626371841844072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-sei-que-escrever.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P9Ht2jmCiqQ/Tnz9bn8hazI/AAAAAAAAEDM/uqKmCSQpaCI/s72-c/365099-12-1316810988178_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-6494574150689846132</id><published>2011-09-21T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T14:27:18.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'> autumn ! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wt7Rkd5rgI/TnpVU1VrheI/AAAAAAAAEDI/QXCSFfQIHDw/s1600/y_2855b26f_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wt7Rkd5rgI/TnpVU1VrheI/AAAAAAAAEDI/QXCSFfQIHDw/s400/y_2855b26f_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hello Mr. Cold&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho saudades de dizer que está frio .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tenho saudades de pisar folhas secas .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tenho saudades de usar casacos , cachecóis , luvas e gorros .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tenho saudades da chuva , da chuva !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saudades disto , saudades daquilo .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;saudades do Outono !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-6494574150689846132?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/6494574150689846132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/autumn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6494574150689846132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6494574150689846132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/autumn.html' title='&lt;center&gt; autumn ! &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wt7Rkd5rgI/TnpVU1VrheI/AAAAAAAAEDI/QXCSFfQIHDw/s72-c/y_2855b26f_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-7844344477089013720</id><published>2011-09-18T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T06:13:32.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>que bem que soube este primeiro fim-de-semana , nunca pensei ! voltar à rotina do fim-de-semana comum , foi bom e mau , bom por estar em casa de novo , mau por ser um fim-de-semana , ou seja , um dia depois escola e o resto que nos acaba com a cabeça ! -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-7844344477089013720?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7844344477089013720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7844344477089013720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7844344477089013720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-8203433858903154612</id><published>2011-09-12T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T13:52:50.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'> rotina . </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvZcjAnrYrA/Tm5wk8Z5biI/AAAAAAAAECI/l3vgiEvOdEs/s1600/1024055-12-1314902643864_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvZcjAnrYrA/Tm5wk8Z5biI/AAAAAAAAECI/l3vgiEvOdEs/s320/1024055-12-1314902643864_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;está tudo a normalizar&lt;/strike&gt; -.-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;já ?! não pode ! já mesmo ? o:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;escola , academia , ballet , fisioterapia -.- , 9º ano .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-8203433858903154612?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/8203433858903154612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/rotina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8203433858903154612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8203433858903154612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/rotina.html' title='&lt;center&gt; rotina . &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvZcjAnrYrA/Tm5wk8Z5biI/AAAAAAAAECI/l3vgiEvOdEs/s72-c/1024055-12-1314902643864_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4112586130308103039</id><published>2011-09-12T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T13:45:02.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'> school . </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEAB0JuVGQA/Tm5vEP9r2QI/AAAAAAAAECE/8vSpWle1sTc/s1600/tumblr_loe3st9qaK1qfky18o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEAB0JuVGQA/Tm5vEP9r2QI/AAAAAAAAECE/8vSpWle1sTc/s320/tumblr_loe3st9qaK1qfky18o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nem acredito que hoje já foi a apresentação -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ver a gente toda de novo , foi bom . não tão bom como eu pensei que ia ser , mas foi bom voltar a rir como ria dantes :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Rafa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4112586130308103039?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4112586130308103039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4112586130308103039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4112586130308103039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/school.html' title='&lt;center&gt; school . &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEAB0JuVGQA/Tm5vEP9r2QI/AAAAAAAAECE/8vSpWle1sTc/s72-c/tumblr_loe3st9qaK1qfky18o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4365493727401689873</id><published>2011-09-12T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T12:37:20.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'> lisbon . </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;sim ! finalmente fui a Lisboa para estar com os meus primos !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;foi demais ! adorei , tenho uma família fantástica ! *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a viagem para lá (de autocarro) correu bem , um pouco cansativa , sem muito para fazer mas sempre bem disposta com as minhas priminhas e o meu irmão ao lado&amp;nbsp; e a minha tia que nos acompanhou .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;quando chegamos fomos muito bem recebidos&amp;nbsp;, como sempre (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sexta feira&lt;/strong&gt; , primeiro dia&amp;nbsp;- o menos cansativo , &lt;u&gt;passado em casa&lt;/u&gt; na companhia dos três priminhos , não deu para sairmos , culpa da chuva ! -.- , mas fomos ao pingo doce comprar Donuts para o lanche xb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sábado&lt;/strong&gt; , AWESOME DAY ! &lt;br /&gt;almoço no Hard Rock (; saí de lá com a barriaga a rebentar -.- , e comprei um porta-chaves que é a minha cara , AHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;depois andámos pela avenida Eduardo VII , a ver lojas e lojas com montras lindas , cada uma com um perfume especial e preços que não vou comentar !&lt;br /&gt;andei de metro :D ! fomos até ao Colombo , vimos poucas lojas porque estávamos todos cansados e só queriamos ir para casa !&lt;br /&gt;vi pela primeira vez o Jamie Oliver num programa de tv , o que foi estranho porque perguntei-me a mim mesma de onde conhecia aquele gajo da televisão , AHAH . costumo vê-lo na revista Única do Expresso , a minha revista perferida (:&lt;br /&gt;como não tinhamos nada para jantar o meu primo decidiu por a canalha toda no carro para irmos até à telepizza (quatro pizzas uma feita por mim ;D) e para ir visitar o seu &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;magnífico&lt;/span&gt; escritório onde eu vou trabalhar :DDD , adorei , &lt;b&gt;adorei&lt;/b&gt; , &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;adorei&lt;/span&gt; - nunca pensei que fosse tão fixeeee ! tem uma equipa fantástica que desta vez não tivemos oportunidade de ver , mas o escritório *-*&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j60Jc90u6x8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j60Jc90u6x8&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;) - são eles que fazem esta série (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;domingo&lt;/b&gt; , fui a última a acordar -.- [ a meio da noite tinha acordado por causa de um pesadelo ! horrível --' , nem me lembrem ! ] com tanta vergonha nem apareci para o pequeno almoço e 'enfiei-me' na banheira xD&lt;br /&gt;quando desci já estavam a preparar as coisas para o pik-nik :P&lt;br /&gt;saímos de casa todos apertados no carro com a mala cheia de comida ;D&lt;br /&gt;parámos no segundo parque que encontrámos . era lindo . as mesas e bancos perfeitos para termos um almoço formidável ! (;&lt;br /&gt;devido ao meu atraso matinal no final da tarde tivemos de ir à missa no Mosteiro dos Jerónimos .&lt;br /&gt;jantar - retinhos :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;segunda&lt;/b&gt; , manhã perdida para fazer as malas . :c&lt;br /&gt;no fim de almoço , jogámos Wii , precisávamos de qualquer coisa para nos entreter ! e descobri que já tinha o meu Mii criado !&lt;br /&gt;não foi muito fácil jogar com as minhas priminhas , mas safámo-nos (;&lt;br /&gt;depois tivemos de ir ao pingo doce e ao quiosque para comprar lanche , jantar e entretenimento (BLITZ e HAPPY) para a viagem .&lt;br /&gt;detestei despedir-me assim tão rápido , mas os meus primos tinham trabalho e nós por muito que&amp;nbsp;quiséssemos ficar , Viana já estava à espera ... &amp;nbsp;assim como a fisioterapia -.-&lt;br /&gt;quando entrámos (eu e o Lucas) no autocarro olhámos pela janela , e digo-vos uma coisa , acho que nunca vi as minha primas tão sossegadas ! :c&lt;br /&gt;a viagem pode ter sido grande , mas bem preenchida , ao lado do meu irmão .&lt;br /&gt;li as revistas , e quando já não tinha nada para fazer pedi-lhe que me emprestasse o mp3 , e no meio de tanta música nunca pensei que o meu maninho tivesse Dream Teather ! (a) e fui a ouvi-los até Viana :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - desculpem lá a confusão e desorganização deste texto , mas enquanto o escrevi (que foi muuuito tempo) não tinha paciência e passava-se sempre muita coisa ao mesmo tempo , e há tantas coisas sobre o qual quero escrever e as ideias não saiam e ficaram todas entupidas -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;adoro-vos seguidores , por me compreenderem (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4365493727401689873?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4365493727401689873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/lisbon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4365493727401689873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4365493727401689873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/lisbon.html' title='&lt;center&gt; lisbon . &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-7150873502697894008</id><published>2011-09-01T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T05:58:15.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-HimvjT9mA/Tl-BPzvLREI/AAAAAAAAEBo/1lfg66GyUoQ/s1600/tumblr_lqjghgSVvK1qdateco1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-HimvjT9mA/Tl-BPzvLREI/AAAAAAAAEBo/1lfg66GyUoQ/s320/tumblr_lqjghgSVvK1qdateco1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vou desaparecer por uns dias - não digo para onde ou com quem , porque quando voltar tenho &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;novidades&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; , e vão ser boas [assim espero] . (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-7150873502697894008?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7150873502697894008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/vou-desaparecer-por-uns-dias-nao-digo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7150873502697894008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7150873502697894008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/vou-desaparecer-por-uns-dias-nao-digo.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-HimvjT9mA/Tl-BPzvLREI/AAAAAAAAEBo/1lfg66GyUoQ/s72-c/tumblr_lqjghgSVvK1qdateco1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-5491363492907406566</id><published>2011-09-01T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T05:44:35.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acLSaffh8Es/Tl9-D3EeGbI/AAAAAAAAEBk/sE5OJ9fheLg/s1600/tumblr_lquesfDwPZ1qcma2co1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acLSaffh8Es/Tl9-D3EeGbI/AAAAAAAAEBk/sE5OJ9fheLg/s1600/tumblr_lquesfDwPZ1qcma2co1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-5491363492907406566?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/5491363492907406566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5491363492907406566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5491363492907406566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acLSaffh8Es/Tl9-D3EeGbI/AAAAAAAAEBk/sE5OJ9fheLg/s72-c/tumblr_lquesfDwPZ1qcma2co1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-2678624975157455293</id><published>2011-08-31T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T11:41:16.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hoje quero dar um &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;brigada muito especial&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;à Mariana Rolo (beliveme-mariana.blogspot.com) e à Ariana Rodrigues (ariana-smile.blogspot.com) por me ajudarem a por duma " maneira diferente " música no meu blog .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;amo , amo , amo ,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; amo , amo , amo&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-2678624975157455293?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/2678624975157455293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/hoje-quero-dar-um-o-brigada-muito.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2678624975157455293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2678624975157455293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/hoje-quero-dar-um-o-brigada-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-321956759523105369</id><published>2011-08-31T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T08:00:53.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'> rain </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtQuIk5Ktak/Tl5MaGtthuI/AAAAAAAAEBY/Ru3EivSOuzE/s1600/tumblr_lqq2ex9ybL1qlaa6wo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="636" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtQuIk5Ktak/Tl5MaGtthuI/AAAAAAAAEBY/Ru3EivSOuzE/s640/tumblr_lqq2ex9ybL1qlaa6wo1_500_large.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; font-style: italic;"&gt;after the rain always come the sun ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-321956759523105369?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/321956759523105369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/321956759523105369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/321956759523105369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/rain.html' title='&lt;center&gt; rain &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtQuIk5Ktak/Tl5MaGtthuI/AAAAAAAAEBY/Ru3EivSOuzE/s72-c/tumblr_lqq2ex9ybL1qlaa6wo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-7185295467768267449</id><published>2011-08-19T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T10:06:47.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPUTZkP-bD8/Tk6YDW0rv_I/AAAAAAAAEBI/DOdbT9Jqvj0/s1600/200555_205247546154007_100000062902596_772899_5723830_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPUTZkP-bD8/Tk6YDW0rv_I/AAAAAAAAEBI/DOdbT9Jqvj0/s320/200555_205247546154007_100000062902596_772899_5723830_n_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoje , em vez de estar com gente de jeito em Viana , não ! estou em casa na &lt;strike&gt;porcaria&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;do computador ( risquei 'porcaria' porque isto é só uma fase , daqui a pouco quando ficar sem bateria vou odiá-lo ainda mais e vou chorar à espera que ele " reanime " xD ) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;talvez faça o que há muito tempo quero fazer ... ligar o mp3 , deitar-me , e fechar os olhos . para esquecer . esquecer , apagar , ... o que for ... apenas quero deixar de pensar no que tenho pensado ! --'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-7185295467768267449?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7185295467768267449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/hoje-em-vez-de-estar-com-gente-de-jeito.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7185295467768267449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7185295467768267449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/hoje-em-vez-de-estar-com-gente-de-jeito.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPUTZkP-bD8/Tk6YDW0rv_I/AAAAAAAAEBI/DOdbT9Jqvj0/s72-c/200555_205247546154007_100000062902596_772899_5723830_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-7154021761027284692</id><published>2011-08-19T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T08:46:55.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'> festas </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;hello&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #edeff4; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estas férias estão a passar rápido demais e eu não estou a gostar nada da brincadeira !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as festas de sta marta já passaram ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;este ano devido ao estado dos meus joelhitos não pude participar em nenhum cortejo , diverti-me a dar água a quem estava com sede (: , SOU UMA GUIA EXEMPLAR ! AHAH (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tenho pena não poder aproveitar tanto as festas , mas pelo menos tinha quem me distraí-se , e esta é a parte em que agradeço por isso : &lt;b&gt;Obrigada !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;aqui estão algumas fotos que eu acho que são super fofinhas&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #edeff4; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥ :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #edeff4; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bxj5ctAOdV4/Tk6Ds9vUphI/AAAAAAAAEA0/JI3V-Chy7-c/s1600/festa+sta+marta+054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bxj5ctAOdV4/Tk6Ds9vUphI/AAAAAAAAEA0/JI3V-Chy7-c/s320/festa+sta+marta+054.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Os meus três priminhos , que estão à espera do quarto ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBTR-cR1lBc/Tk6D3H0gZtI/AAAAAAAAEA4/DKNdmli8i1c/s1600/festa+sta+marta+055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBTR-cR1lBc/Tk6D3H0gZtI/AAAAAAAAEA4/DKNdmli8i1c/s320/festa+sta+marta+055.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Catarina , grande companhia (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8xtQQQUdV0Y/Tk6EDfi8hiI/AAAAAAAAEA8/MgEEmm0VEmI/s1600/festa+sta+marta+060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8xtQQQUdV0Y/Tk6EDfi8hiI/AAAAAAAAEA8/MgEEmm0VEmI/s320/festa+sta+marta+060.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matilde , a nabiceirinha de Lisboa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HID3is_HyA/Tk6EQMlxcHI/AAAAAAAAEBA/W4nnO2oL02I/s1600/festa+sta+marta+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HID3is_HyA/Tk6EQMlxcHI/AAAAAAAAEBA/W4nnO2oL02I/s320/festa+sta+marta+061.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guigas *.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0PI335G9m7s/Tk6ESFy8fTI/AAAAAAAAEBE/6KNW_66uryA/s1600/festa+sta+marta+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0PI335G9m7s/Tk6ESFy8fTI/AAAAAAAAEBE/6KNW_66uryA/s320/festa+sta+marta+066.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu e o meu irmano&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #edeff4; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #edeff4; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-7154021761027284692?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7154021761027284692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/festas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7154021761027284692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7154021761027284692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/festas.html' title='&lt;center&gt; festas &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bxj5ctAOdV4/Tk6Ds9vUphI/AAAAAAAAEA0/JI3V-Chy7-c/s72-c/festa+sta+marta+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-2360152935767923714</id><published>2011-08-10T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T03:48:33.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'> de volta . </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qX4ThVglPgs/TkJgkn5sjWI/AAAAAAAAEAc/MdrvpLdAlew/s1600/tumblr_lpfmymZCM71qfc3mbo1_1280_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qX4ThVglPgs/TkJgkn5sjWI/AAAAAAAAEAc/MdrvpLdAlew/s320/tumblr_lpfmymZCM71qfc3mbo1_1280_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahhh , que bom ! o meu blog ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estou a melhorar rapidinho , para aproveitar o final do Verão .&amp;nbsp;já consigo dobrar a perna direita a 100º e a esquerda está quaaaaase nos 90º ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-2360152935767923714?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/2360152935767923714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/ahhh-que-bom-o-meu-blog-d-estou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2360152935767923714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2360152935767923714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/ahhh-que-bom-o-meu-blog-d-estou.html' title='&lt;center&gt; de volta . &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qX4ThVglPgs/TkJgkn5sjWI/AAAAAAAAEAc/MdrvpLdAlew/s72-c/tumblr_lpfmymZCM71qfc3mbo1_1280_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-7681977613241366390</id><published>2011-08-02T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:56:46.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'> em recuperação . </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtCx_Ws2L3Y/TjgsGTERRbI/AAAAAAAAEAA/7rfllV6JRw4/s1600/tumblr_lo30ypXKdx1qf1cv0o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtCx_Ws2L3Y/TjgsGTERRbI/AAAAAAAAEAA/7rfllV6JRw4/s320/tumblr_lo30ypXKdx1qf1cv0o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e pronto ! cá estou eu a recuperar os meus joelhitos ! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cada dia melhoro um pouquinho , mas ainda falta muito minha gente ! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-7681977613241366390?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7681977613241366390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/em-recuperacao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7681977613241366390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7681977613241366390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/08/em-recuperacao.html' title='&lt;center&gt; em recuperação . &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtCx_Ws2L3Y/TjgsGTERRbI/AAAAAAAAEAA/7rfllV6JRw4/s72-c/tumblr_lo30ypXKdx1qf1cv0o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1449597339204177135</id><published>2011-07-24T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T15:41:54.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'> stop !  </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bem ! eu tenho uma graaaaaande novidade !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mas primeiro tenho de vos dizer que estava cheeeeia de saudades vossas , estou cheia de saudades de vos escrever seja o que for ! tenho amigas que escrevem todos os dias no blog , e eu quero tanto escrever sobre coisas melhores , mas esta não consigo deixar passar ! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;prometo que a partir desta postagem vou dedicar-me mais a vocês (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;comecemos ! x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;já fui operada , na quarta - dia 13 , no hospital particular .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;estive lá presa durante dois dias horríveis que não vou descrever aqui ! se quiserem saber perguntem pessoalmente xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;, e na sexta vim para a minha casinha , ou melhor ... para o meu quarto ! de onde nunca saio ( - saí na quinta no colinho do meu paizinho (; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aos poucos vou melhorando .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- levantei-me pela primeira vez na segunda , mas foi mesmo só levantar porque as dores eram horríveis e a coragem (...)&amp;nbsp;ainda não conseguia andar , daí ter que chamar a Cruz Vermelha&amp;nbsp;para puder ir ao hospital mudar o penso ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- andei na terça até ao quarto dos meus pais ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- na quarta andei , pelo primeiro piso da casa ! ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- quinta os meus pais pegaram-me ao colo e trouxeram-me cá p'ra baixo e fui à consulta para mudar o penso ( já não foi precisa a ambulância pois já consigo andar e entrar para o carro do meu pai ) ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- sexta tive a consulta com o fisiatra , correu bem . disse que « a partir de agora na fisioterapia vais sentir alguma dor , mas tens que tolerar , porque não te podemos facilitar muito , assim ficarias na mesma » . depois da consulta , primeira sessão de fisioterapia , com a terapeuta Cristina :D , que já tinha ficado comigo da segunda vez que " lá vivi " ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- no sábado de manhã ( foi a pior manhã da minha vida -.- ) nunca me senti tão mal ! estava com dores nos joelhos ( o habitual ) , músculos das pernas todos doridos , devido ao meu " esforço " - se é que se pode chamar isso - na fisioterapia no dia anterior , dores de barriga daquelas que nenhuma posição nos alivia , a cabeça andava às voltas , sentia-me fraca e impaciente , suava , não por todos os lados , mas tinha imenso calor o que provocava a dificuldade em respirar . para aliviar a minha mãe trouxe-me umas bolachas tipo filipinos mas em vez de argolas eram paus - xD - ok , pior experiência com chocolate , aquela bolacha era super pequena e parecia não ter fim ! quando finalmente a acabei já tinha engolido a bolacha &amp;nbsp;mas o chocolate de cobertura ficou todo na boca e não queria ir pela goela abaixo -.-' ! tive de beber água por cima daquilo , e depois a minha mãe foi preparar o pequeno almoço para eu poder tomar os medicamentos . duas torradas secas ( sem manteiga ) e um de iogurte líquido --' que eu detesto beber , e ainda por cima logo de manhã ! e às 11h tinha fisioterapia o que me punha nervosa porque não ia estar com a minha fisioterapeuta , e não sabia quem me poderia calhar ( que terapeuta ) ... mas depois tudo isto passou , e a fisioterapia correu bem , fiquei com a terapeuta Flávia .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- domingo - dormi , finalmente dormi a noite toda&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;uma boa manhã a ver " foi assim que aconteceu " , a série que mais me faz rir !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;almocei no jardim , o meu pai fez uma música toda tola , e comecei a árvore&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;genealógica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;de tooooooda a família !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;à tarde fui ao hospital mudar o penso e no fim fui ao shopping comprar a wii !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;enquanto o meu pai e o Lucas montavam eu via Bones e depois começaram a jogar e tive de escrever este textinho ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;ahh , finalmente !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;bjs , adoro-vos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥ !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-1449597339204177135?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/1449597339204177135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/07/stop.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1449597339204177135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1449597339204177135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/07/stop.html' title='&lt;center&gt; stop !  &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-8031491576775738090</id><published>2011-07-08T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T02:01:38.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'> a visita ! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a melhor visita de estudo ! ooooo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;passada em Espanha nos das 20 e 21 de Junho , com a melhor turma de sempre !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tenho pena de não estar toda a gente presente , mas vão haver muitas mais vezes , mais oportunidades : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gostava de descrever aqui tudo , todos os momentos , mas se repararem já foi à algum tempo --' , e a miha memória como é tãaaaao fresquinha (a)&amp;nbsp;, dá nisto -.- , xb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas bem ... as fotos falam mehor :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fwMV_cxJuCM/Thq6pzl017I/AAAAAAAAD-w/GMCsveTtHcI/s1600/DSC03041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fwMV_cxJuCM/Thq6pzl017I/AAAAAAAAD-w/GMCsveTtHcI/s320/DSC03041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No autocarro , à beira da&amp;nbsp;Juu , apanhada pela Diana (;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGZxuu-Lzj4/Thq7egSVyNI/AAAAAAAAD-8/laZpH5Vhpe4/s1600/DSC03056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGZxuu-Lzj4/Thq7egSVyNI/AAAAAAAAD-8/laZpH5Vhpe4/s320/DSC03056.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Museu do Homem , e FonÇo xDD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hge4I-01tx0/Thq7x6aG9zI/AAAAAAAAD_A/0gBWVSwi6IY/s1600/DSC03072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hge4I-01tx0/Thq7x6aG9zI/AAAAAAAAD_A/0gBWVSwi6IY/s320/DSC03072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada a dizer --' , xDD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( &lt;strike&gt;quando me passarem mais fotos eu ponho aqui , xb&lt;br /&gt;desculpem , desculpem , desculpem&lt;/strike&gt; -.- )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-8031491576775738090?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/8031491576775738090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/07/visita.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8031491576775738090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8031491576775738090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/07/visita.html' title='&lt;center&gt; a visita ! &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fwMV_cxJuCM/Thq6pzl017I/AAAAAAAAD-w/GMCsveTtHcI/s72-c/DSC03041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-8419843965379549651</id><published>2011-06-28T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T03:10:51.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'> 100 ! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;antes de falar da visita de estudo , quero dizer que esta é a 100ª postagem ! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;AHAH , obrigada , obrigada !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_tRNoTlFtsc/TgmmrEmGT0I/AAAAAAAAD0o/zrdi4kvJ3aU/s1600/tumblr_ljfaapHQRH1qhcfg8o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_tRNoTlFtsc/TgmmrEmGT0I/AAAAAAAAD0o/zrdi4kvJ3aU/s320/tumblr_ljfaapHQRH1qhcfg8o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-8419843965379549651?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/8419843965379549651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/100.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8419843965379549651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8419843965379549651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/100.html' title='&lt;center&gt; 100 ! &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_tRNoTlFtsc/TgmmrEmGT0I/AAAAAAAAD0o/zrdi4kvJ3aU/s72-c/tumblr_ljfaapHQRH1qhcfg8o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-540410810900977890</id><published>2011-06-28T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T02:31:01.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'> 09:53 </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sim , é de manhã ... não vou dizer que não tenho nada para fazer , porque tenho -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;só vim escrever para aqui porque preciso , como todas as outras vezes !&amp;nbsp;preciso mesmo ! não sei o que era de mim sem saber escrever ! obrigada professora Carla - professora da primária &amp;nbsp;(a)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;reparei que ultimamente tenho escrito mais ... acho que é um bom sinal ... sinto-me bem a escrever , e não o consigo mudar , também não quero !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;para se sincera , não sei o que vou escrever , ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;mas já sei de que vai falar a próxima postagem ! , visita de estudo a Espanha ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-540410810900977890?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/540410810900977890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/0953.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/540410810900977890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/540410810900977890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/0953.html' title='&lt;center&gt; 09:53 &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1026253873636365291</id><published>2011-06-27T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T12:21:38.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'> :' </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;não tem cheiro , mas eu gosto do seu perfume ...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tem cor , mas está apagada ...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tem forma , mas não lhe consigo tocar ...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;só sei que finalmente o encontrei ... um de muitos que tenho pena de não poder voltar a ver !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e estou feliz , estou muito feliz ! ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mas não consigo sorrir , apenas limpar a lágrima que há uns dias tinha caído do meu olho e deslizado pela pele da minha face ! ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;acho que sim ... acho que é uma ponta de felicidade ... espero eu , pois nesta minha vida , sim , estava a precisar !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-1026253873636365291?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/1026253873636365291/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1026253873636365291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1026253873636365291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='&lt;center&gt; :&apos; &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-3826569219031354148</id><published>2011-06-27T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T06:47:53.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'> dance ! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dança ... para dançar há sempre alguém que diz que é preciso coordenar os movimentos , eu não penso assim ! para dançar , precisamos de música ( sem dúvida ) - e música são os sons que nos rodeiam , só temos de estar atentos , ouvir-los e juntá-los para sentir a sua pulsação - ao senti-la , deixa o teu corpo acompanha-la ... deixa-o também sentir , deixa-o saber o que é música , o que é dança ! solta-o ... ele depois , faz o resto sozinho .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;os olhos fecham-se lentamente , sem nós querermos ... começas a aquecer sem saber como , é uma coisa sobrenatural ! as pernas ... têm momentos em que estão fracas e nos deixam cair , mas por vezes fortalecem e não sei ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no dia 25 e no dia 26 , fui assistir ao espectáculo de ballet da &lt;b style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Academia de Dança - Studio &lt;/b&gt;. esta era a academia de ballet onde eu andava , e ando :/ quer dizer ando , mas não ando ... ando porque sempre andei e só parei este ano , por causa dos joelhos --'&lt;br /&gt;o que eu quero dizer , é que adorei ! não foi o melhor espectáculo da academia , mas esteve muito bem , viu-se bem o esforço que todos os bailarinos tiveram , tanto alunos , como professoras ... digo isto não sei se é por saber o que se passa atrás das cortinas , ou porque realmente me apercebi s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas estou feliz pelas minhas amigas evoluírem taaaanto ! :') , estou mesmo muito feliz ! PARABÉNS ! as coreografias estavam muito bem conseguidas ... &lt;u&gt;merecem um jardim , cheio de rosas !&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;tenho orgulho em vocês ... tenho orgulho no trabalho que fizeram , tenho orgulho em pertencer a este grupo , adoroooo-vos cada vez mais , e as saudades apertam-me de uma maneira descomunal -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parabéns também à viúva-negra ! excelente trabalho ... e claro ao resto das aranhas ... adorei as vossas pontas o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;às professoras , e a quem teve o imenso trabalho de fazer os fatos ... ficou tudo muito lindo ! tudo perfeito ! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-3826569219031354148?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/3826569219031354148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3826569219031354148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3826569219031354148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/dance.html' title='&lt;center&gt; dance ! &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-2692985414207336401</id><published>2011-06-25T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T12:03:24.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'> summer </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;olá verão&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ! (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PkvFvpYrw0/TgYw3nwk6gI/AAAAAAAADyk/RPNJ7vNd724/s1600/tumblr_le8w7exSbD1qdgk4ro1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PkvFvpYrw0/TgYw3nwk6gI/AAAAAAAADyk/RPNJ7vNd724/s320/tumblr_le8w7exSbD1qdgk4ro1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por favor &lt;b&gt;anima-me&lt;/b&gt; , ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e faz com que não sinta a dor que está para chegar -.- ! quero que ma faças esquecer .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quero que este Verão seja diferente do outros , um Verão que fique guardado na memória , porque sei que o vou passar com as melhores pessoas ! (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-2692985414207336401?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/2692985414207336401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2692985414207336401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2692985414207336401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer.html' title='&lt;center&gt; summer &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PkvFvpYrw0/TgYw3nwk6gI/AAAAAAAADyk/RPNJ7vNd724/s72-c/tumblr_le8w7exSbD1qdgk4ro1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1804343041766146324</id><published>2011-06-24T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T12:27:31.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'> over now ! </title><content type='html'>sim , agora posso dizer - ACABOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acabaram os testes , acabou a escola , acabaram as grandes preocupações ... finalmente !&lt;br /&gt;agora já só tenho de estudar violoncelo , o concerto de orquestra está a chegar . não encaro isto como uma preocupação pois o que eu faço com o meu instrumento é pura paixão , e uma paixão não é obrigação , não é preocupação , acho que é um simples compromisso ... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-1804343041766146324?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/1804343041766146324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/over-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1804343041766146324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1804343041766146324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/over-now.html' title='&lt;center&gt; over now ! &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-9120877204377437846</id><published>2011-06-22T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T05:50:30.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>olhar ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um olhar , sinceramente ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;já não chega para me mudar o dia&lt;/u&gt; ! quero mais , &lt;b&gt;muito mais&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quero sentir que nada está perdido , apenas tudo junto numa caixinha , onde ninguém pode tocar , que ninguém pode ver ! assim , ninguém a estraga - e tudo o que está lá dentro ... permanece lá dentro , é meu , é nosso .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;assim , faça chuva ou faça sol &amp;nbsp;... está tudo protegido (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-9120877204377437846?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/9120877204377437846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/olhar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/9120877204377437846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/9120877204377437846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/olhar.html' title='olhar ...'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-150411656690571323</id><published>2011-06-19T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T07:51:03.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoLgR6Jh0QA/Tf34QDXR6XI/AAAAAAAADtU/q5JbH8ic-LU/s1600/Paris+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoLgR6Jh0QA/Tf34QDXR6XI/AAAAAAAADtU/q5JbH8ic-LU/s320/Paris+002.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Janelinha do avião da TAP , a paisagem estava linda ... tenho pena não ter máquina de gjeito !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lmh0mimCv2I/Tf34RHO7CvI/AAAAAAAADtY/I90QSDS-IZg/s1600/Paris+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lmh0mimCv2I/Tf34RHO7CvI/AAAAAAAADtY/I90QSDS-IZg/s320/Paris+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chegada ao Parqueeeeee ! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PK-4xV2XIE/Tf34EhD0WLI/AAAAAAAADsg/D3tfiayem-g/s1600/IMAG1092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PK-4xV2XIE/Tf34EhD0WLI/AAAAAAAADsg/D3tfiayem-g/s320/IMAG1092.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9z3KRUHau4/Tf34FSjUNqI/AAAAAAAADsk/S2xy5HU1dXc/s1600/IMAG1094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9z3KRUHau4/Tf34FSjUNqI/AAAAAAAADsk/S2xy5HU1dXc/s320/IMAG1094.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Depois do passeiozinho (;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fKUAU77mRx4/Tf34GtBayYI/AAAAAAAADso/LgWxEyRpbIk/s1600/IMAG1096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fKUAU77mRx4/Tf34GtBayYI/AAAAAAAADso/LgWxEyRpbIk/s320/IMAG1096.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esta ficou excelente !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTGqGtiQvFk/Tf34Hr1nmYI/AAAAAAAADss/scLtRpy9yiM/s1600/IMAG1097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTGqGtiQvFk/Tf34Hr1nmYI/AAAAAAAADss/scLtRpy9yiM/s320/IMAG1097.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taaaaaao bonitos !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nAbpVOhtAA/Tf34IaL2e6I/AAAAAAAADsw/q-AYawaWAVM/s1600/IMAG1098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nAbpVOhtAA/Tf34IaL2e6I/AAAAAAAADsw/q-AYawaWAVM/s320/IMAG1098.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A melhor foto , segundo o meu pai !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwPjT2kMlBY/Tf34SvtqkMI/AAAAAAAADtc/WRC394iwABU/s1600/Paris+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwPjT2kMlBY/Tf34SvtqkMI/AAAAAAAADtc/WRC394iwABU/s320/Paris+007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No parque !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM9xc75-380/Tf34T6w64YI/AAAAAAAADtg/hsrk6Y_NkUM/s1600/Paris+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM9xc75-380/Tf34T6w64YI/AAAAAAAADtg/hsrk6Y_NkUM/s320/Paris+030.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Studio Tram Tour !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PP_rn2efX-s/Tf34UwIRf9I/AAAAAAAADtk/KHDCYGUWkH8/s1600/Paris+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PP_rn2efX-s/Tf34UwIRf9I/AAAAAAAADtk/KHDCYGUWkH8/s320/Paris+034.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Studio Tram Tour !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbdGZHFQo-w/Tf34V3fMUUI/AAAAAAAADto/NLnodwPCDQs/s1600/Paris+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbdGZHFQo-w/Tf34V3fMUUI/AAAAAAAADto/NLnodwPCDQs/s320/Paris+035.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;RC Racer !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iVOIkDGO0EQ/Tf34WmgCh2I/AAAAAAAADts/dgQOwdc1M1s/s1600/Paris+041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iVOIkDGO0EQ/Tf34WmgCh2I/AAAAAAAADts/dgQOwdc1M1s/s320/Paris+041.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A parar , finalmente ! AHAH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bpv67dOKMq0/Tf34Xq1xifI/AAAAAAAADtw/5RmMEq7AvpA/s1600/Paris+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bpv67dOKMq0/Tf34Xq1xifI/AAAAAAAADtw/5RmMEq7AvpA/s320/Paris+043.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Altamente , a cara do Lucas de enjoado ! Não andou em mais nenhum . AHAH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eE3HKpWNIUM/Tf34YXNjcfI/AAAAAAAADt0/bu1DhVEi9TM/s1600/Paris+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eE3HKpWNIUM/Tf34YXNjcfI/AAAAAAAADt0/bu1DhVEi9TM/s320/Paris+044.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passamos por homens verdes , AHAHAHAHAH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AXuBtlubyOM/Tf34ZKFzGDI/AAAAAAAADt4/YEeKSUCW35k/s1600/Paris+050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AXuBtlubyOM/Tf34ZKFzGDI/AAAAAAAADt4/YEeKSUCW35k/s320/Paris+050.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Art of Disney Animation !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsI3Z5t_gsY/Tf34Z5ORrXI/AAAAAAAADt8/b6ykc2bq69M/s1600/Paris+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsI3Z5t_gsY/Tf34Z5ORrXI/AAAAAAAADt8/b6ykc2bq69M/s320/Paris+063.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fim da primeira parada do dia ...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nlTyb1O-6ww/Tf34a_JkU-I/AAAAAAAADuA/bb6s9kbTjW4/s1600/Paris+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nlTyb1O-6ww/Tf34a_JkU-I/AAAAAAAADuA/bb6s9kbTjW4/s320/Paris+064.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foto ma'linda ! xD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7VJ-deXOXE/Tf34cCZgCJI/AAAAAAAADuE/30qH3XkZwy0/s1600/Paris+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7VJ-deXOXE/Tf34cCZgCJI/AAAAAAAADuE/30qH3XkZwy0/s320/Paris+066.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wFxcoYeVYPE/Tf34dMq89TI/AAAAAAAADuI/k0rdXps-dg0/s1600/Paris+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wFxcoYeVYPE/Tf34dMq89TI/AAAAAAAADuI/k0rdXps-dg0/s320/Paris+067.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uhh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6oNDqiye8aw/Tf34e0Py0mI/AAAAAAAADuM/gxUEZvUdFfM/s1600/Paris+073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6oNDqiye8aw/Tf34e0Py0mI/AAAAAAAADuM/gxUEZvUdFfM/s320/Paris+073.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Map&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUhW-hm0lP0/Tf34gnFt1jI/AAAAAAAADuQ/l1Yh0MHp9_M/s1600/Paris+091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUhW-hm0lP0/Tf34gnFt1jI/AAAAAAAADuQ/l1Yh0MHp9_M/s320/Paris+091.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Piratas das Caraíbas !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SSH89K4Zlk/Tf34hizHL6I/AAAAAAAADuU/Ia-5yTy9_lU/s1600/Paris+105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SSH89K4Zlk/Tf34hizHL6I/AAAAAAAADuU/Ia-5yTy9_lU/s320/Paris+105.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;:p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRiJsGtlk-E/Tf34ij6BlhI/AAAAAAAADuY/9gEs-XMmAcA/s1600/Paris+111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRiJsGtlk-E/Tf34ij6BlhI/AAAAAAAADuY/9gEs-XMmAcA/s320/Paris+111.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barcoooo :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHPX01Yys6M/Tf34jiCDVvI/AAAAAAAADuc/xDgOq94Vg0Q/s1600/Paris+117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHPX01Yys6M/Tf34jiCDVvI/AAAAAAAADuc/xDgOq94Vg0Q/s320/Paris+117.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excelente ! Mão do Lucas , xb&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FggrEgeWh34/Tf34liCUtBI/AAAAAAAADuk/3nwTr5FOVX4/s1600/Paris+123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FggrEgeWh34/Tf34liCUtBI/AAAAAAAADuk/3nwTr5FOVX4/s320/Paris+123.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Main Street , boring --'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8AmuAWpipEQ/Tf34mn0DAyI/AAAAAAAADuo/iVAFP4DQchc/s1600/Paris+124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8AmuAWpipEQ/Tf34mn0DAyI/AAAAAAAADuo/iVAFP4DQchc/s320/Paris+124.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;YAY !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Va0SH1eb35Q/Tf34nvl6iOI/AAAAAAAADus/RSTsbRQ46RY/s1600/Paris+127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Va0SH1eb35Q/Tf34nvl6iOI/AAAAAAAADus/RSTsbRQ46RY/s320/Paris+127.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tão fofooos !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Abs5VeKFbus/Tf34wia9K-I/AAAAAAAADvI/Lg6XuWzfhqM/s1600/Paris+259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Abs5VeKFbus/Tf34wia9K-I/AAAAAAAADvI/Lg6XuWzfhqM/s320/Paris+259.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VQFyWgoOz0I/Tf34xx2JzQI/AAAAAAAADvM/q9Vv4Ws7970/s1600/Paris+269.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VQFyWgoOz0I/Tf34xx2JzQI/AAAAAAAADvM/q9Vv4Ws7970/s320/Paris+269.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;vitrais (;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_e0_SUu59Dk/Tf34y2o3myI/AAAAAAAADvQ/qWUPTuTvLQI/s1600/Paris+272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_e0_SUu59Dk/Tf34y2o3myI/AAAAAAAADvQ/qWUPTuTvLQI/s320/Paris+272.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pequeno pormenor da maquete .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syXJuh8y0VU/Tf34zwhbhvI/AAAAAAAADvU/fi5rcDije40/s1600/Paris+289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syXJuh8y0VU/Tf34zwhbhvI/AAAAAAAADvU/fi5rcDije40/s320/Paris+289.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;fleuve :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4UDzfWD-9E/Tf341NNVGWI/AAAAAAAADvY/DVN8Kut1JO4/s1600/Paris+292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4UDzfWD-9E/Tf341NNVGWI/AAAAAAAADvY/DVN8Kut1JO4/s320/Paris+292.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando passamos pela Torre Eiffel ...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pht74yPx6jQ/Tf3413EmoOI/AAAAAAAADvc/5JkyS1OL-Kc/s1600/Paris+297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pht74yPx6jQ/Tf3413EmoOI/AAAAAAAADvc/5JkyS1OL-Kc/s320/Paris+297.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Croissant ! :p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DimU8Gdbgcs/Tf4J3Q7ICbI/AAAAAAAADww/NwbwVcvS5Vs/s1600/IMAG1121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DimU8Gdbgcs/Tf4J3Q7ICbI/AAAAAAAADww/NwbwVcvS5Vs/s320/IMAG1121.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Euuuuuuuu :D a tirar a foto seguinte (;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xuqMfFetfls/Tf4J55iqpYI/AAAAAAAADw8/GKmTIBjLeY4/s1600/Paris+310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xuqMfFetfls/Tf4J55iqpYI/AAAAAAAADw8/GKmTIBjLeY4/s320/Paris+310.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Resultado da fotografia tirada na pose da foto anterior x)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--y7ru5fkO7A/Tf4J39rmMoI/AAAAAAAADw0/3ICU2yyhExQ/s1600/IMAG1123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--y7ru5fkO7A/Tf4J39rmMoI/AAAAAAAADw0/3ICU2yyhExQ/s320/IMAG1123.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uiiiiii&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XIEHFG8yNtc/Tf4J5b6HetI/AAAAAAAADw4/_kdts1ljnrw/s1600/IMAG1124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XIEHFG8yNtc/Tf4J5b6HetI/AAAAAAAADw4/_kdts1ljnrw/s320/IMAG1124.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pelo pai (;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfQ1hVq8B0A/Tf4J6mpNG_I/AAAAAAAADxA/WPKsvuF7GcQ/s1600/Paris+312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfQ1hVq8B0A/Tf4J6mpNG_I/AAAAAAAADxA/WPKsvuF7GcQ/s320/Paris+312.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;perna LOL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kzhr8R00zkc/Tf4J7qlOT1I/AAAAAAAADxE/4LdQHzKvLvA/s1600/Paris+314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kzhr8R00zkc/Tf4J7qlOT1I/AAAAAAAADxE/4LdQHzKvLvA/s320/Paris+314.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;De baixo da Torre Eiffel .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dsmoMvi3s8M/Tf4J8fTTqtI/AAAAAAAADxI/OufyqJ0YepE/s1600/Paris+315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dsmoMvi3s8M/Tf4J8fTTqtI/AAAAAAAADxI/OufyqJ0YepE/s320/Paris+315.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNOzDK9cu4U/Tf4J9FcH3CI/AAAAAAAADxM/nn8aWgoxvW8/s1600/Paris+324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNOzDK9cu4U/Tf4J9FcH3CI/AAAAAAAADxM/nn8aWgoxvW8/s320/Paris+324.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Styleeeee (;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U62ubl13Cck/Tf4J901C_PI/AAAAAAAADxQ/fu2jQ90QqDk/s1600/Paris+329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U62ubl13Cck/Tf4J901C_PI/AAAAAAAADxQ/fu2jQ90QqDk/s320/Paris+329.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Detesto quando o Lucas se põe a carregar no botão para tirar fotografias constantemente ! AHAH&lt;br /&gt;Dá nisto ... -.-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-od7I5qzJGVM/Tf4J2SMePwI/AAAAAAAADws/Mw1Gj6yE-0I/s1600/Paris+337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-od7I5qzJGVM/Tf4J2SMePwI/AAAAAAAADws/Mw1Gj6yE-0I/s320/Paris+337.jpg" width="173" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas ! ;D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr8LsIHoeEM/Tf35B1-pewI/AAAAAAAADwA/yZtJKW8cyNA/s1600/Paris+338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr8LsIHoeEM/Tf35B1-pewI/AAAAAAAADwA/yZtJKW8cyNA/s320/Paris+338.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;À espera do comboio para Vitry !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_J3dnfkCQA0/Tf35CoZysXI/AAAAAAAADwE/bNMi1iszqtw/s1600/Paris+410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_J3dnfkCQA0/Tf35CoZysXI/AAAAAAAADwE/bNMi1iszqtw/s320/Paris+410.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No avião xD , que cara AHAHAH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rXhEPDd_08/Tf35D-RTe-I/AAAAAAAADwI/ZPG2ZcunVv4/s1600/Paris+447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rXhEPDd_08/Tf35D-RTe-I/AAAAAAAADwI/ZPG2ZcunVv4/s320/Paris+447.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chegada ao Porto ! Depois de uma viajem horrível --'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_822870271"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_822870272"&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/4503698777782923114-150411656690571323?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/150411656690571323/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/paris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/150411656690571323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/150411656690571323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/paris.html' title='Paris'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoLgR6Jh0QA/Tf34QDXR6XI/AAAAAAAADtU/q5JbH8ic-LU/s72-c/Paris+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-5610914664853654909</id><published>2011-06-09T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T11:42:11.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maio ✿</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;pois sim ... o mês de Maio foi desde o início deste ano lectivo , foi enoooorme !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;sim ... é o meu mês *-* , mas se os meus queridos seguidores repararem bem ... este foi o mês em que publiquei mais o: - o que me choca bastante !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;e se os estudantes olharem para trás ... este último período começou ( praticamente ) em Maio ... e só acabou à pouco ! o:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;cansou -.- , este mês foi quase para esquecer ... o que valeu foram estes últimos dias , passados em família - em graaaaande ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 4 - Audição de violoncelo , correu bastante bem ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 7 - aniversário de 'Rolinees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 11 - teste intermédio de matemática ! s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 13 - jantar no McDrive , com a Carolina Martins e amigos (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 14 - aniversário Gui Lima e Carlina Martins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 16 - aniversário da Bea Silva e da Cláudia Serra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 17 - aniversário tio Luís Carlos , prof. Sónia Amorim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 19 - depilação xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 21 - aniversário da Pii (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 22 - aniversário da Daniela&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 23 - o meu -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 24 - teste de ciências&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 25 - teste de geografia , e ... SURPRESA ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;! STOMP !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;sim ... eu a pensar que no dia 28 ia perder o concerto dos Stomp ... não ! os meus pais decidiram comprar os bilhetes e levar-me a vê-los na quarta-feira anterior ... &amp;nbsp;fiquei radiante ! nunca pensei ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ao fim do dia depois da aula de orquestra fui ter com a minha mãe à ESE ... o que por acaso não correu muito bem s: - perto de casa disse-me que íamos sair , para festejar o meu aniversário e darem-me a prenda ... bem , confesso -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; não fiquei nada satisfeita !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-.- ... no dia a seguinte tinha teste a Físico Química e ainda não tinha estudado grande coisa ... &lt;b&gt;cúmulo ! &lt;/b&gt;mas a minha mãe com as suas palavras , ( supostamente ) reconfortantes disse-me que tinha tempo de estudar no carro . como eu não sabia onde íamos fiquei um pouco preocupada . ... se dava tempo para ir a estudar no carro , queria dizer que quando chegássemos a casa , ia ser tardíssimo ! o: bom , choque total !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;seguimos viajem ... comecei a estudar , e que bem que estudei ... li a matéria fiz os exercícios proposto no manual , e fiquei muito contente de como me estava a sair ... a matéria até ali estava a ser muito simples ! até que viro a página ... e sim , aí vinha " a matéria " ! mas quando olho para fora da janela ... estavmos a chegar ao Norteshopping -.- , bem vamos jantar comida rapidinha e casa ! &lt;u&gt;não !&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;fomos à PizzaHut ... no restaurante mesmo ... ou seja demorou mais do que o que eu esperava , mas valeu a pena ... pois o senhor que nos atendeu por acaso era muito simpático , e sabia muito bem dar os conselhos de empregado de mesa para cliente , saí de lá com a nova pizza ( já não me lembro do nome ) dentro da minha barrigona ! º-º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xb , satisfeita ... e agora em vez de querer ir para casa só me apetecia passear ! e sim fomos passear ... saímos do centro comercial e disseram-me que íamos dar uma volta pela Avenida dos Aliados ... bem , não fiquei muito feliz com esta notícia ... mas se era para me agradarem tinha de tentar parecer surpreendida e contente xb&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;quando saímos do carro lá começámos o " passeio " e encontrei um cartaz dos Stomop ... e que graaaaande suspiro ! o meu pai vira-se : " Ah ! Deixa-me cá ver quais são os grupos que estão cá no coliseu ... " e eu 'bora !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ok ... comecei a andar por minha conta até encontrar outro cartaz dos Stomp -.- , já não aguentava mais ! só de pensar que ia a Paris e perdia o concerto deles , com a fantástica companhia dos amigos da AMVC o: ... continuei a andar com os olhos à espera de serem fechados ... e para apagarem o que viram ! e de repente passo pelo ainda mais fantástico cartaz dos Dream Theater , aí fiquei do tipo o: e parou-me a respiração ! ohh , como fiquei desiludida por já não conseguir bilhetes --' ... mas pronto ... fica para a próxima , se esta existir (; já sem respirar o meu pai pega-me um susto de morte ! estava eu muito sossegadinha a olhar para os " dream ( s ) " quando ele me põe uns bilhetes à minha frente e eu ... [ por favor Dream Theater ( ? ) xD - estava noutro planeta , AHAH ] mas não , só depois de eu os ter afastado de mim é que consegui ler:&amp;nbsp;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOMP!&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;que sensação ... e finalmente as lágrimas conseguiram sair ! forma poucas porque não queria passar vergonhas ... ainda por cima , num dia dedicado a mim ( detesto chorar quando estou com alguém à minha beira -.- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;e sim ... foi um espectáculo FAN-TÁS-TI-CO ! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;e não digo mais nada ! AHAH , vão vocês lá ver !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;agora só digo que no fim do concerto cheguei ao carro parecia que , coiso ! xb ... que sono , meu ! AHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pronta para quinta-feira ? e p'ró teste , hm ? NOP ! s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 26 - teste de físico-química ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 27 - fórum ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;e partida para Paris às 19h45 (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;viajem ... a primeira e a melhor ! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;matança de saudades fast -fast ! , AHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;dia 28 - DisneyLand xb , melhor dia de sempre !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- CinéMagique - interessante&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror - fantásticoooooooo ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Studio Tram Tour : Behind the Magic - espectacular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Art of Disney Animation - boring -.- , este foi para fazer tempo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- RC Racer - ( U ) wow ! the first , and how must the best ! ( U )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Indiana Jones and the Temple of Peril - tantas emoções ! tanto estava bem , como estava assustada , como me doía a cabeça e todo o corpo ... muitooo bom !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Pirates of Caribbean - boring mas ... os bonecos estavam espectaculares ! o:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Phantom Manor - casa asssombrada ... boring ! --'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Disneyland Railroad - Main Street Station - só de pensar que perdemos a parada ! chapada ! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Space Mountain : Mission 2 - o melhoooooooooooooooooooooor ! ;D o último , o melhoooooooor ! espectacular ! awesome ! *.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'm sooooooooo happy ! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dia 29 - visita a Notre Dame , comer croissants e Torre Eiffel ( sessão fotográfica - vista de fora ): )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;chegada a Portugaaaaaal !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dia 30 - teste de História&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dia 31 - Frequência escrita de FM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;entrega do trabalho de físico-química&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;raio-x , HPVC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-5610914664853654909?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/5610914664853654909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/maio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5610914664853654909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5610914664853654909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/maio.html' title='Maio ✿'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-7728081394357453560</id><published>2011-06-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T08:15:14.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;acho que não sei falar de &lt;u&gt;mim&lt;/u&gt; , ... ou melhor - é difícil falar de &lt;u&gt;mim&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;! &lt;u&gt;Mim&lt;/u&gt; , é estranho ... &lt;u&gt;mim&lt;/u&gt; ... palavra estranha ... quem a inventou devia querer que ela fosse tão feia e tão esquisita como falar de nós próprios ! x)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;para falar de &lt;u&gt;mim&lt;/u&gt; , acho que preciso de ter um espelho à minha frente ... talvez sim ... talvez não ... gosto de saber o que os " outros " vêem , o exterior , o lado de fora e o que este consegue transmitir do lado de dentro ! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;o que a minha cara me diz ...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;por vezes a minha cara diz : extrema alegria - estampada ! :D , e eu gosto disso , significa muito para mim ! é sinal que as pessoas que estão todos os dias comigo sabem o que eu gosto e sabem agradar-me ! sabem o que me faz feliz , o que pode mudar a expressão que no momento tenho na cara .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas depois , há os outros dias ... e as outras pessoas ... aquelas que não são horríveis para mim , mas que indirectamente , magoam ... atingem-me ... não sei como , mas ao fim do dia custa-me aturar gente ! ainda bem que a escola é de manhã (;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;o que o meu corpo me diz :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sou gorda ? sim ... há quem diga que já fui mais ... mas não acredito , cada vez engordo mais - tudo por causa dos joelhos ! a culpa é sempre destes gajos &amp;nbsp;sempre ! -.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sou gorda porque já não faço exercício físico desde Julho , à quase um ano ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ontem fui andar de bicicleta com o meu irmão ... nem 8 km foram ! mas bastou para chegar a casa sem controlar a respiração e estar com a cabeça quente , a arder , as pernas a tremer , pálida - sem cor ! a soar ... pouco , mas -.-'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tenho o corpo cansado , cheio de lutas , cheio de passar obstáculos ! feridas que não passam ... não querem desaparecer ! parvas ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9_ikjvRDbyc/TeubvQ4PlrI/AAAAAAAADro/nq9urhjOHBU/s1600/albasoler_344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9_ikjvRDbyc/TeubvQ4PlrI/AAAAAAAADro/nq9urhjOHBU/s320/albasoler_344.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;fartíssima :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;de ver sempre a mesma imagem , no mesmo espelho , no mesmo sítio ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a imagem cresce , o espelho envelhece , o sítio encolhe ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a imagem entristece , o espelho farta-se , o sítio escurece ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a imagem grita , o espelho parte , o sítio morre ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a imagem vai , o espelho desaparece , o sítio ... já não é sítio !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PXBQYMYXask/Teubw7nRHcI/AAAAAAAADrs/Sk3GFCdKcls/s1600/5752417859_f2653c04e0_b-600x399_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PXBQYMYXask/Teubw7nRHcI/AAAAAAAADrs/Sk3GFCdKcls/s320/5752417859_f2653c04e0_b-600x399_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-7728081394357453560?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7728081394357453560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7728081394357453560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7728081394357453560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-20.html' title='Day 20'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9_ikjvRDbyc/TeubvQ4PlrI/AAAAAAAADro/nq9urhjOHBU/s72-c/albasoler_344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-452899473364021062</id><published>2011-05-30T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T12:40:07.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to my granny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não sei ... por vezes parece que chorar é sempre mau .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;também sei ( claro ! ) que há quem chore por tanta felicidade , e isso já me aconteceu ...&amp;nbsp; uitas vezes ! mas agora não , já não é assim ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;agoar se choro é porque dentro de mim há um desgosto enorme . se choro é porque a dor parece nunca passar ... se choro é porque estou mal com alguém ... se choro é porque sinto a tua falta ... se choro é porque me aprecebo que já não estás mesmo cá ! foste embora , deixaste-me ... deixaste-nos ... porquê ?! eu preciso de ti ! nós precisamos de ti&amp;nbsp;! e tu fazes isto !?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;estou farta de estar aqui ! porque não me levaste contigo ? acho que não tenho muito mais a fazer ... ou melhor , não sei que fazer ! não sei que rumo dar à minha vida ... tenho medo das minhas acções , tenho medo das minhas palavras , tenho medo da reacção dos outros , tenho medo da minha personalidade , da minha própria personalidade . não tive oportunidade de falar contigo sobre isto , sobre esta dor , sobre esta porcaria de coisa que me acompanha , esta vida !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deixei de te poder falar como dantes desde os meus 7 anos ... costou-me tanto ver-te assim ... estavas a ficar velhinha , não podiamos continuar o que faziamos antes ( ... ) depois foram mais outros 7 anos a tentar compreender-te , a ajudar-te , a ouvir-te , a fazer-te feliz , a sorrir para ti , tratar de ti , encher-te de mimos ... ficaste a pessoa mais doce do mundo , uma autêntica boneca ! mas , ... não era mais do que isso ... era só uma pintura , uma obra de arte a observar ! era ouvir a pintura expressar-se , o que queria dizer , qual er aa mensagem que querias tranmitir e nós contemplavamos , apreciavamos , sentiamos ouviamos ... mas tu , tu eras uma obra com vida , que sorria para nós , que nos chamava . &lt;strike&gt;e nós sempre sem tempo&lt;/strike&gt; pareciamos ignorar-te ! fomos realmente , uns ... ... ' estúpidos sem tempo ' ! --'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;avózinha , eu continuo a amar-te por mais longe , por mais distante que estejas . apesar de não estares cá de forma a que te possa tocar nessa pele da cara ... tão lisa , tão suave ... apesar de não puder sentir as tuas mãos sempre frias tocar-me no rosto , apesar de não me poderes dizer a verdade que me consola , eu sei que ainda me vês , eu sei que ainda ficaste , ou melhor , uma parte de ti ainda ficou ... eu sei que sim ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amei-te sempre que cá estiveste (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo-te porque sei que ainda há ' nós ' (':&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amar-te-ei , pois agora já não tenho razões para mudar de opinião :'x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-452899473364021062?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/452899473364021062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/452899473364021062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/452899473364021062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-10.html' title='Day 10'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-615242705628170890</id><published>2011-05-29T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T10:13:41.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to my grandfather&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sempre me disseram que se tu não tivesses falecido , que hoje os dois seriamos muito felizes .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;disseram-me que o teu maior encanto eram as crianças , mas que fumavas , disseram-me que os favores eram todos feitos às crianças , mas estavas muito doente , disseram-me que assistis-te ao casamento dos meus pais , mas não me viste nascer ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hoje dizem-me que eras um excelente homem , além confiável , alguém que se deixava amar e que era amado ! eras e ainda és , um sonho de avô , um avô longe , um avô desaparecido no tempo , um avô presente na mente , um avô presente nos sonhos , um avô que sabia dar o exemplo , um avô que serve de exemplo , um avô que deixou memórias , um avô que deixou as gravatas no armário , um avô que guardou as boas recordações num sítio especial ... os nossos corações !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;costumo dizer que nunca conheci o meu avô materno , mas sim ... de alguma forma conheço ! e com &amp;nbsp;muuuuuuito gosto ... (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amo-te José Gomes Borlido&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-615242705628170890?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/615242705628170890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/615242705628170890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/615242705628170890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-8.html' title='Day 8'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-743302219830999136</id><published>2011-05-22T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T13:58:29.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonhos temos , existem , sonhos são !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonhos realizam-se , alcançam-se !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonhos vêem , sonhos vão ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonhos perdem-se na imaginação .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e pronto ! deu-me para a poesia ... AHAH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas agora a sério ... sonhar não se trata apenas de adormecer e acordar de manhã e dizer ' - eh pah tive um sonho ,meu ! era uma borboleta , pousava em não sei quantas flores , mas depois veio uma rajada de vento e lá fui eu ! ' ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bem ! xD ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;acordar assim , é catastrófico , AHAH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas eu quer falar é do sonhos , dos desejos , das metas , de tudo o que queremos ser e ter !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;um sonho não se tem num dia só ! um sonho constrói-se ao longo de dias e dias , semanas , meses , anos ... enfim , muito tempo ! é por isso que um sonho não é numa noite só que se passa ... um sonho e um objectivo ! uma meta , é um destino ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;o meu destino é seguir o que me dizem , os conselhos que me dão ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;por mais que tente não consigo traçar um caminho sozinha , o meu destino tem sempre a influência dos outros ! parece que não consigo ser independente !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;os meus sonhos baseiam-se essencialmente num sentimento , numa crença num desejo , em algo que raramente se alcança ... a felicidade ! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;há quem diga que a felicidade nunca se alcança , há quem diga que a felicidade está nas coisas mais simples da vida , há que diga que só o dinheiro pode trazer a felicidade , há quem seja feliz sem a própria felicidade ... há quem seja feliz olhando para uma criança a sorrir , a brincar , a falar sozinha ... há quem seja feliz , e o demonstre com uma lágrima , esta carregada de emoção ... felicidade !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;mas para mim felicidade , é um sonho ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;« A Felicidade Assemelha-se Ao Azul Do Céu , Que Todos Vemos e Admiramos , Mas Que Ninguém Pode Alcançar Nem Tocar »&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Henri Alain-Fournier , escritor e crítico francês (1886-1914)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-743302219830999136?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/743302219830999136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/743302219830999136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/743302219830999136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-3180315175537714027</id><published>2011-05-18T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T14:08:57.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to my sibling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;para o meu pequenote ... esta postagem é para o meu irmão ! o tão detestado , o tão odiado , o mais irritante , o mais teimoso , o mais&amp;nbsp;incompreensível , o gajo que eu mais adoro , que mais amo , o gajo que de todos os gajos do mundo me conhece melhor ! xb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;oh Lucas ! tinhas de mudar a minha vida ! tinhas de chegar e ... pronto ! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;sabes que todos os nossos momentos não são os melhores , sabes bem que nem sempre temos sorrisos para dar um ao outro ! a vida nem sempre é como nós queremos ! quase nunca estamos para dizer que nos adorámos , que somos os irmãos mais felizes deste planetazito ... quase nunca estamos com disposição para nos aturarmos um ao outro , há vezes em que nem te consigo ver à minha frente , só o facto de me apareceres à frente --' ! é raro o momento em que juntamos as mãos para enfrentar o que de mal nos aparece à frente ... é rara a vez em que damos um abraço LILI ... é rara a vez que damos um abraço MUNO ... mas somos irmãos , irmãos de sangue , de coração , de alma , dos mesmos pais , somos irmãos em todos os aspectos , (menos no Facebook - acabei de reparar , xb ) !contigo é diferente , tu és diferente ! nem sempre estamos bem , nem sempre estamos mal , mas é assim que crescemos , um ao lado do outro , a perceber a ' língua ' de cada um ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;agora vá ! quero um texto dedicado a mim !acho que mereço ! já é o segundo texto que te dedico , eu já me punha a andar ! xb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEyK310Cs-A/TdWGyfofPKI/AAAAAAAADpw/cqJyS7GV0mg/s1600/Eu%2526Catarina+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEyK310Cs-A/TdWGyfofPKI/AAAAAAAADpw/cqJyS7GV0mg/s200/Eu%2526Catarina+016.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Amo-te Lucas Gomes Fernandes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-3180315175537714027?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/3180315175537714027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-4_18.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3180315175537714027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3180315175537714027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-4_18.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEyK310Cs-A/TdWGyfofPKI/AAAAAAAADpw/cqJyS7GV0mg/s72-c/Eu%2526Catarina+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1463705086456618705</id><published>2011-05-17T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T08:59:20.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;pais ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a idade avança … a vida continua … cresci , aprendi , desenvolvi , e estou aqui , continuo aqui para vocês , assim como vocês continuam aqui para mim .quando olho para os nossos álbuns de fotografias , nunca chorei de emoção , apenas sorrio para cada fotografia . em cada fotografia encontro o sentimento que naquele momento me acompanhou . pareço tão feliz ao vosso lado , há fotos que não são só fotos , são memórias , recordações , momentos nunca esquecidos , pessoas importantes , presentes ! em todas essas fotografias , parece que todos nós estávamos a viver sempre como se o mundo estivesse a acabar mas nós só queríamos aproveitar os últimos dias enquanto estamos uns para os outros ! estou a crescer , e é nesta idade que a relação pais/filhos começa a piorar devido à impaciência e incompreensão da minha idade e à vossa estrema protecção cheia de perguntas sobre tudo e todos , cheia de tudo , tudo mesmo ! eu não quero que estes&amp;nbsp; momentos cheguem , sei que já começaram - apesar de pequenos , são intoleráveis ! eu quero é continuar a ser feliz como era dantes . dramatizo muito ! mas é normal da idade , pelo menos é o que dizem !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quero dizer mais mas não consigo ... cá de dentro já não sai mais nada ... mas eu sei que vocês sabem que para além de tudo o que acabei de escrever há mais !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amo-vos tantooooo !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo-te Idílio Jorge Branco Fernandes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo-te Maria Flor Correia Gomes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-1463705086456618705?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/1463705086456618705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3_17.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1463705086456618705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1463705086456618705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-3_17.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1107309832430344862</id><published>2011-05-16T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T09:08:31.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to my crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bem , ainda não tenho nenhuma paixão . yaa , por incrível que pareça , eu , nesta idade ainda não estou apaixonada !&amp;nbsp;para perceberem bem , não há paixão verdadeira nesta idade . não sei como andam p'rai todos com as hormonas a saltitar se sabem que ainda têm mais o triplo da idade para viver ! ainda é cedo , cedíssimo ! quero aproveitar a vida de adolescente , porque na adolescência o que&amp;nbsp;predomina&amp;nbsp;é a amizade , e para mim , a amizade está acima do amor ! ( para já --' ) .&amp;nbsp;por vezes vejo amigas minhas tão apaixonadas olho para elas e aquilo parece perfeito . por vezes acabo por aperceber-me que estou a sonhar como se houvesse ' um ' , e penso , o amor é lindoo *.* , mas ... falta sal ! falta a verdade ... falta o que de bonito e verdadeiro é .há tantas pessoas que conheço que já têm o coração cheio de amores lá dentro , amores que ficaram , amores que já foram , amores que doeram , amores que deixaram boas recordações ... enfim , há de tudo ! e por vezes é por isso que não quero saber de namoros . tenho medo . medo que seja esquecida , traída , envergonhada , deixada para trás como se de lixo me tratasse ! tenho medo de olhar para ele e ver um monstro que só chegou para me estragar a vida ! alguém que fez de mim uma aposta , um prémio , uma cabra , um amor feito para esquecer a outra ! vá lá , por favor ! se detesto que tratem assim as minhas amigas , as minhas grandes amigas , nem quero saber como eu ficaria !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;só sonho com o amor perfeito (:aquele que faz de mim uma princesa , aquele que me abrace como se eu fosse a coisa mais frágil e pequena deste mundo , aquele que me beija intensamente e que eu perceba que amor somos ' nós ? , aquele que me limpa as lágrimas com a mão e me diga que nada de mal aconteceu , já passa ; a vida é assim , não volta a acontecer ; seja qual for o problema sabes que estou aqui ; sabes que és a rapariga mais importante ; sabes que és a pessoa que me completa , que preenche o vazio que agora não existe . ( ... ) podia estar aqui a dizer mais um monte de coisas lindas , mas isto parecendo que não de alguma maneira custa . custa porque ainda é só um sonho , apenas está para chegar ... ainda não existe , e custa porque não existe ! quero tanto , mas ainda não chegou ! não há !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm waiting , waiting for youuuu ;) , wherever who you are , wherever you are , &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I love you , some how , yes ... I love you !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4503698777782923114-1107309832430344862?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/1107309832430344862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-2_16.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1107309832430344862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1107309832430344862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-2_16.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-8659661900489252708</id><published>2011-05-11T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:55:14.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;querida Catarina Oliveira,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;os momentos que passamos tudo o que juntas construímos é único , é nosso !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sei que agora estamos mais afastadas , por causa da mudança de escola , mas vemo-nos na academia , só tu para me convenceres a lá entrar !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sabes bem quais são os melhores momentos , e os maus --' , mas onde eu quero mesmo chegar são os óptimos momentos , às excelentes recordações nossas , às memórias que tenho de ti .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cata ! és a minha melhor amiga desde o 4º ano ( 2006 - 2007 ) , lembro-me como ficamos &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;melhores amigas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; perfeitamente , só não digo que " parece que foi ontem " &amp;amp; " lembro-me como se tivesse sido ontem " pois não foi , e depois desse dia aconteceram muitas outras coisas ! óbvio ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a minha &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;melhor amiga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; , sem eu saber que era , era a Ana Rita e a tua a Mafalda . tudo aconteceu em poucos dias , nem uma semana foi , mas chegou perfeitamente para elas baterem com a cabeça e inventarem coisas sobre nós , lembro-me de não perceber nada do que se estava a passar ! como estava a dizer , elas começaram a andar mais juntinhas e a dizerem mal de nós , começaram a espalhar isso e aí toda a gente da turma falava mal de nós . quando os ares começavam a ser respiráveis e quando as coisas tinham acalmado , tu feita " &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;melhor amiga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; " viras-te e dizes : ' Rafaela , vai ter com a Ana Rita e pergunta-lhe se ainda é tua melhor amiga e se a Mafalda é a minha . se elas disserem que não a parir de agora tu és a minha &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;melhor amiga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; ! ' e eu , toda inocente , cheguei ao pé delas e fiz-lhes as perguntas , ao que elas responderam : NÃO ! e pronto ! lá fui eu toda contente ter contigo para te dar a notícia . e foi assim ! na altura nem eramos grandes amigas , apenas gostávamos de dizer que eramos as tais " &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;melhores amigas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; " e olha , olha mesmo ! olha para tudo o que cresceu dentro de nós , à nossa volta , no mundo , na vida que construímos ! ao longo do tempo apercebemo-nos de que " &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;melhor amiga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; " não é só uma amiga que se realça no meio das outras , é uma irmã , é alguém em quem podemos confiar - bem, confiar em ti , é difícil , acho que perdeste o teu cadeado ... mas estás lá e isso para mim é tãaaaaaaaaaaaoo importante , Cata ! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;estás lá , estás aqui , sis ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;o teu sorriso , o teu riso , as tuas gargalhadas , o teu pote de boa disposição , o bom-humor , a piada , o nervosismo , o olhar , quer dizer , os olhares , a tua cara é tão expressiva que é fácil saber a tua disposição de espírito !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;os momentos que passámos , tão hilariantes , tantas memórias , tantas :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;como sei que não gostas de lamechisses não te mando nenhum beijinho , nem nenhum abraço , nem coiso e tal , apenas te dou esta carta , esta mensagem , esta realidade *.*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;continuas a ser a minha &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;melhor amiga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; , seja qual for a distância a que estivermos , eu continuo a ter-te como meu ídolo , apesar de eu saber que não sou o teu ! pois ao contrário de ti sou loira , Burra !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adoro-te , Catarina Isabel Silva de Oliveira (:&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-8659661900489252708?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/8659661900489252708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8659661900489252708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8659661900489252708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-99259465923819670</id><published>2011-05-11T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:55:14.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>desafio aceite !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Letter to ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 1 — Your Best Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 2 — Your Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 3 — Your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 5 — Your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 6 — A stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 8 — Someone you wish you could meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 9 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 10 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 11 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 12 — Someone you wish could forgive you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 13 — The person you miss the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 14 — Someone that’s not in your state/country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 15 — Someone from your childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 16 — Someone you judged by their first impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 17 — Someone you want to give a second chance to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 18 — The last person you kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 19 — Someone that changed your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;•Day 20 — Your reflection in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 9.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-99259465923819670?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/99259465923819670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/desafio-aceite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/99259465923819670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/99259465923819670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/desafio-aceite.html' title='desafio aceite !'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-3855502874042645965</id><published>2011-05-11T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:55:14.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>now , breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;já passou ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yaa , já passou , já foi !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;só tenho de pensar&amp;nbsp;: os dias passam , vives o momento e por mais que queiras , ou não&amp;nbsp;, não o voltas a viver .&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;não voltas a trás , não podes corrigir o que de mal fizeste . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;imagina ... , se não tivesses levado aquele raspanete dos teus pais , que parecia que por um triiz te iam bater , depois não lhes ias pedir desculpa , a lágrima salgadinha não ia escorrer pela cara e parar na boca , não ouvirias aquelas palavras tão doces e meigas , e não terias aquele abraço tão reconfortante , tão calmo , tão essencial .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;deve ser por isso que o inventor das zangas , inventou as zangas :s - isto soa mal , mas foi o que saiu ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;o teste intermédio já foi ! não foi o melhor teste de sempre e a nota não vai ser nada de magnífico , mas fico contente com o que fiz ! fico contente com o estudo , com o trabalho , com o esforço que fiz até aqui .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;quero pedir desculpa às pessoas a quem enervei com tanto nervosismo , com tantas dúvidas , com tanta coisa ao mesmo tempo , que enquanto fervilhava na minha barriga explodia no meu cérebro !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-3855502874042645965?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/3855502874042645965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/ja-passou.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3855502874042645965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3855502874042645965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/ja-passou.html' title='now , breathe'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-1971511201738574476</id><published>2011-05-10T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T14:12:29.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;nervosa para amanhã , vai ser o primeiro intermédio , não estou preparada !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;tenho que estudar , quero mas não consigo estar p'raí &amp;nbsp;virada !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;sou assim , ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;burrrrrrrrraaa como sei lá o quê !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DmgZB4P_9Kc/TcmqGsUy_BI/AAAAAAAADnY/s0RK_OTcDk0/s1600/loser+c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DmgZB4P_9Kc/TcmqGsUy_BI/AAAAAAAADnY/s0RK_OTcDk0/s200/loser+c.jpg" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8RxQftt14k/TcmoT1aYNTI/AAAAAAAADnM/Ng-AOjvD9Dg/s1600/kjbvk+ljbljblibp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8RxQftt14k/TcmoT1aYNTI/AAAAAAAADnM/Ng-AOjvD9Dg/s200/kjbvk+ljbljblibp.jpg" width="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TlKN65PJRyk/TcmpnOaGfLI/AAAAAAAADnQ/dVpzR6jbo-0/s1600/loser.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TlKN65PJRyk/TcmpnOaGfLI/AAAAAAAADnQ/dVpzR6jbo-0/s200/loser.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;neste momento sinto-me uma burra ! preciso da minha xiquinha ! ... preciso da sabedoria , e da sua esperteza , ela sabe o que eu sinto , ela ajuda-me , ela compreende , ela é a maior , ela é a melhor ! :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-1971511201738574476?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/1971511201738574476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/l.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1971511201738574476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/1971511201738574476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/l.html' title='L'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DmgZB4P_9Kc/TcmqGsUy_BI/AAAAAAAADnY/s0RK_OTcDk0/s72-c/loser+c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4302022653999397166</id><published>2011-05-08T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T12:26:43.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>color</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fEWd-EW8ask/TcbuQnOAYiI/AAAAAAAADnI/aC2Dz8BQ_Vo/s1600/guias+172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fEWd-EW8ask/TcbuQnOAYiI/AAAAAAAADnI/aC2Dz8BQ_Vo/s400/guias+172.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4302022653999397166?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4302022653999397166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/color.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4302022653999397166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4302022653999397166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/color.html' title='color'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fEWd-EW8ask/TcbuQnOAYiI/AAAAAAAADnI/aC2Dz8BQ_Vo/s72-c/guias+172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4857102122381814973</id><published>2011-05-07T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T15:01:06.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>morte --'</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYGYOSNz9-M/TcW_aXilZ6I/AAAAAAAADmc/p-F1AHU1aTk/s1600/229018_113333522084547_100002236994356_138927_7481189_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYGYOSNz9-M/TcW_aXilZ6I/AAAAAAAADmc/p-F1AHU1aTk/s320/229018_113333522084547_100002236994356_138927_7481189_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rafaa &amp;amp; Nii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;quero ter a certeza do que vem depois ...&lt;br /&gt;o que vem depois ?&lt;br /&gt;o que está depois de acontecer ?&lt;br /&gt;eu não quero que aconteça !&lt;br /&gt;não quero mesmo !&lt;br /&gt;se calhar até quero , mas ...&lt;br /&gt;não estou pronta .&lt;br /&gt;não estou pronta porque ...&lt;br /&gt;talvez seja muito nova para pensar nessas coisas ...&lt;br /&gt;ou se calhar é como ela diz : quando fomos , já fomos !&lt;br /&gt;prefiro a da outra : vou ser estrela ! :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4857102122381814973?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4857102122381814973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/morte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4857102122381814973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4857102122381814973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/morte.html' title='morte --&apos;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYGYOSNz9-M/TcW_aXilZ6I/AAAAAAAADmc/p-F1AHU1aTk/s72-c/229018_113333522084547_100002236994356_138927_7481189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-7554280647687979777</id><published>2011-05-07T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T02:05:43.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgMKw2Fa5U/TcULVtibCsI/AAAAAAAADmY/BTQcOY-b0RE/s1600/tumblr_lks3pyNXyL1qcdzdro1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgMKw2Fa5U/TcULVtibCsI/AAAAAAAADmY/BTQcOY-b0RE/s1600/tumblr_lks3pyNXyL1qcdzdro1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-7554280647687979777?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/7554280647687979777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7554280647687979777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/7554280647687979777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgMKw2Fa5U/TcULVtibCsI/AAAAAAAADmY/BTQcOY-b0RE/s72-c/tumblr_lks3pyNXyL1qcdzdro1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-9067424426682837088</id><published>2011-05-07T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T02:06:54.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tempo --'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O tempo de dizer a vida é breve&lt;br /&gt;O tempo de viver há quem o diga&lt;br /&gt;Só espera que o diabo que o leve&lt;br /&gt;O tempo tem mais olhos que barriga .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O tempo que se esconde de emboscada&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que te foge a sete pés&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que no fim não vale nada .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Susana Félix&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O tempo é curto , é como a vida , é breve ... breve demais para conseguirmos fazer tudo o que queremos , tudo o que gostamos ... tudo o que temos planeado para um longo espaço de tempo mas que não conseguimos que se realize ... por vezes temos alguma frase , ou até uma palavra entalada no nosso pensamento ... se não a dizemos no momento , foi-se ! &lt;strike&gt;o tempo &amp;nbsp;não volta atrás&lt;/strike&gt; ... &lt;strike&gt;mentaliza-te !&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/i&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/4503698777782923114-9067424426682837088?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/9067424426682837088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/9067424426682837088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/9067424426682837088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/tempo.html' title='tempo --&apos;'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-2405005223336029861</id><published>2011-05-03T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T07:05:57.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nunca pensei que se podia confiar tão bem em ti ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;és tão especial&amp;nbsp;, tão importante , tão&amp;nbsp;presente , tão " pessoa em quem eu confio " ... (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;confiança ... ( suspiro )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ontem aprecebi-me que confiança é mais do que poder contar algo a alguém e conseguir&amp;nbsp;guardar segredo ... confiança é deixares-te ir nas palavras de quem fala contigo ... é deixares-te ir para além da força que o vento tem ... é perderes-te no ponteiro do tempo ... é caires nos braços de alguém e esperar que algo mais aconteça , seja lá o que for , bom &lt;strike&gt;ou mau&lt;/strike&gt; , é isso que a confiança faz ! é sempre bom ! confias numa pessoa e ela da-te o que é bom ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te tanto , Lucas Fernandes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-2405005223336029861?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/2405005223336029861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/confidence.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2405005223336029861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/2405005223336029861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/confidence.html' title='confidence'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-6467785385366444814</id><published>2011-05-01T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T08:04:45.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>auto-caravana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;agora não me apetece escrever ... &lt;strike&gt;mais tarde&lt;/strike&gt; !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-6467785385366444814?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/6467785385366444814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/auto-caravana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6467785385366444814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6467785385366444814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/auto-caravana.html' title='auto-caravana'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-3795029768065770410</id><published>2011-05-01T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T02:50:11.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>capital</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.04.2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22h22 - sentada na cama , a comer as últimas bolachas ( que restaram da viagem Viana/Lisboa )&amp;nbsp;, à espera que a Tânia chegue ... será que já não vem ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22h25 - ouvi a porta ! será ela ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22h28 - ainda não apareceu ninguém ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22h30 - i need somebody ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22h41 - waiting -.-'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22h43&amp;nbsp;- wasting time !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22h45 - nobody :O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22h46 - o que mais gostei de fazer hoje - passear o &amp;gt;Black e andar de baloiço !&amp;nbsp;( estou a escrever isto porque não há mis nada para fazer , além de dormir no meio deste calor infernal ! ) ainda me lembrava daquele olhar impaciente do Black , que se seguia por uma respiração forte , ofegante e saltos enormes com a cauda a abanar e a bater cheia de força por tudo o que é sítio ! ... lembro-me dos meus ?5? anos . lembro-me do medo , que o seu olhar tão terno ( agora ) me fazia ... é daquelas coisas que quero voltar a viver para puder remediar ! coitado só queria brincadeira e eu fazia birra !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quando eu chegava a casa do tio Agostinho ( antigo dono ) saltava logo para o colo do meu pai , com medo ! depois devido à mudança de casa/apartamento do meu tio , o Black também mudou de dono ... a tia&amp;nbsp;Mena ( mãe da Tânia ) . nesta altura já eu tinha idade suficiete para perceber que ele é só um cão ! O medo assim foi desaparecendo , e tive a oportunidade de conhecer este cão ainda jovem ! Novembro de 2011 , os meus tios , pais da Tãnia , devido à forte crise que o país tem vivido , mudou-se para França . assim o tão adorado cão mudou-se novamente&amp;nbsp; e veio viver para Lisboa , na pequena rua de Moçambique . aqui ! onde estou agora ! vive a minha prima Ivone , casada com o Ruca mais os filhos Matilde , Margarida e Matias , mais a Iolanda a querida senhora que está pronta para qualquer tarefa cá em casa !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apesar de velho o Black parece ter voltado ao que era dantes ! em Viana parecia que por ver os donos tão mal, também ele ficava triste com a situação ! mas aqui ele está rodeado de crianças , cá ele tem outros cães , cá ele é feliz ! mas sente a falta de quem faz parte do passado , sente a falta da palmadinha do tio Victor ! ;]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;23h03 - tenho de dormir , tenho sono , tenho calor ... este calor põe-me nervosa ! parece ... acho , que não consigo dormir assim ! preciso da luzinha do meu despertador ! &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;23h09 - AAHHH !! passa-se a mesma coisa com o Lucas , também não consegue dormir , ou melhor , não tenta ! nisto é igual a mim ! quando estou deitada , pronta para dormir , mas não me sinto à vontade ... esquece ! nem sequer tento ! estou eu aqui a escrever nem olho para ele ! sei que sente a minha falta ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb7WGnCotKg/Tb10c1Cka9I/AAAAAAAADmE/d0_Sitpr_HM/s1600/momentos+089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb7WGnCotKg/Tb10c1Cka9I/AAAAAAAADmE/d0_Sitpr_HM/s320/momentos+089.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14/15.04.2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;23h54 - sentada na cama , com as boas noites já dadas !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;hoje fui assistir ao ensaio de orquestra da Tânia ! , foi maravilhoso ! cada peça mais bonita que a outra !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;00h00 - fiz umas pequenas gravações , mas ficaram todas rafeiras ! e depois fomos ao McDrive buscar jantar ! eram 23h , esfomeados !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;é verdade ! depois do almoço a Tânia veio buscar-me a mim , ao meu irmão e à Matilde para irmos assistir ao concerto da orquestra geração , que correu muito bem ! os miúdos são uns fofos&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;no fim ,a Tânia trouxe a Matilde de volta para casa , para entãovermos o ensaio da orquestra dela , LINDA !! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;peças lindas , instrumentos maravilhosos ! um sonho ... tentava seguir as partituras , mas era impossível , a partitura era quase ilegível ... para onde a música nos consegue levar ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;o ensaio acabou às 22h30 . de seguida , Mc , comemos no carro e ao chegarmos a casa de tanto tempo esperar a Ivone tinha adormecido no sofá ... coitada ! tinha chegado de Madrid e com as pirralhas em casa cheias de saudades para aturar , não é fácil ! ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;a Tânia também anda muito stressada ,anda sempre de um lado para o outro , vai fazer-lhe bem ir a Paris ter com os pais ... eu bem sei o que é ter tudo ao mesmo tempo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Bem ,pensei que ia falar sobre mais coisas , mas também estou cansada ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;00h13 - Boa noite !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;10h44 - Eram 4h da manhã e tal ... há quantos anos eu não caía da cama&amp;nbsp; baixo ? parecia que estava a reviver todas as quedas de quando era pequena ! foi horrível ... caí de rabo no chão , e agora tenho dores que não aguento ! também me dói a cabeça ,mas essa já me doía devido à nova cama e á nova almofada ! ... agora estou no quarto à espera que a Iolanda acabe de lavar a casa de banho , preciso de tomar um duche ! os dias têm sido de abafar ... e com as miúdas sempre a mexer-me no cabelo , é tão ... ...&amp;nbsp;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;11h24 - banho tomado !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;11h36 - roupinha vestida xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;agora vou ter com as miúdas lá&amp;nbsp;em baixo ... wish me luck x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-3795029768065770410?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/3795029768065770410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/capital.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3795029768065770410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3795029768065770410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/capital.html' title='capital'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb7WGnCotKg/Tb10c1Cka9I/AAAAAAAADmE/d0_Sitpr_HM/s72-c/momentos+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-6247118680399181682</id><published>2011-05-01T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T05:56:51.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... título ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;este texto que se vai seguir foi um texto , que escrevi na minha lista telefónica durante&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;viajem que fiz até Lisboa ... deve estar cheio de erros e tal e coiso , mas foram horas bastante cansativas e admitos ... , a minha imaginação &lt;u&gt;não estava ao rubro&lt;/u&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;adoro viajar , especialmente quando estou bem acompanhada - desta vez com o meu irmão , que não é a melhor companhia de todas &amp;nbsp;mas tenho de a aceitar ! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;o tempo não passa , durante 15 minutos , fechei os olhos e relaxei &amp;nbsp;. por momentos pensei que a vida era perfeita &amp;nbsp;... voltei à " real life " . ainda são 15h &amp;nbsp;, só lá chego daqui a duas horas e meia !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;temos agora 30 minutos de pausa da viagem , agora nem sei a que horas lá chego ! ... Quando &amp;nbsp;é que lá chego ??&amp;nbsp;Mas ... por outro lado , bem preciso de fazer uma pausa ! estou farta de estar sentada . as pernas estão parvas e já não têm coordenação &amp;nbsp;possível ! os ouvidos parecem estar entupidos , vou ouvir música ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boa ! O MP3 não funciona !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para animar ... Cats ! Ela é sempre a animação&amp;nbsp;do aborrecimento ! falar com ela é melhor que ... ia dizer comer chocolate , mas ... &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;^^"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; - agora a sério !&amp;nbsp;a Tarina é uma graaaaandee amiga e eu sei que não a vou perder&amp;nbsp;porque ela não me vai perder a mim ! temos uma espécie de GPS , quando precisamos uma da outra , é tipo Kim Possible -telefona para me encontres ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;são agora 15h55&amp;nbsp; não sei que fazer ... estou a adorar escrever nesta pequena lista telefónica ,que tenho desde pequena ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;16h - a Tarina não fala ... mas agora tenho demasiada preguiça para escrever mensagens ! pausa ! ( dói-me a mão ) as ideias fugiram ... não estou inspirada ... vou pensar , até já !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;16h05 - o Lucas está ao meu lado esquerdo ( lado da janela , sortudo ! - sou muito simpática ... ) olha através o vidro&amp;nbsp;, no que estará a pensar ? ( começou a dar&amp;nbsp;a tão famosa música " we are the world " e a mulherzinha que está do outro lado atendeu o telemóvel , com um toq igual ao da D. Conceição ... ) é verdade !&amp;nbsp;, no sábado senti a falta da minha avózinha ... pensei que não ia chorar mais por ela ,pensei que todas as lágrimas estavam derramadas ... ( um aparte : a música acabou , começou algo do género , " ai ai ai ai "&amp;nbsp;Porto Rico ) ... a infância vai desaparecendo , vai desvanecendo no tempo que nunca pára , vou esquecendo , deixo para trás das costas sem querer ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;16h16 - música - Remember my name&amp;nbsp;- há quanto tempo ? farta de piroseiras ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;16h20 - não sei que música é esta , mas é bonita ... acabou ... publicidade : (palavras que ouvi ) deporalina , expo salão batalha , QUE SECA DE BBIDA !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;16h30 - ( New York ) a bateria do meu telelé está a acabar . naquela meia hora de pausa que tivemos eu e o meu irmão fomos comprar uns bolos para o lanche , e estão a olhar para mim ... o meu irmão já começou a comer o dele , acho que vou fazer o&amp;nbsp;mesmo , mas quero escrever e escrever ! e só de pensar que estou sentada à horas e se comer uma bomba calórica é só acumulação para os lados e para a frente ! AAHHH ! O Lucas não me pára de chatear para comer o bolo , eu vou beber um iogurte comer duas bolachinhas e já como ... vou fazer tempo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;não sei se me dói a cabeça ou se é enjoo das 2 bolachas que acabei de comer ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;16h45 - o meu irmão está a demonstrar como um bêbado bebe uma garrafa de vinho com uma garrafa de água SPORT xD é tão inocentezito ... enfim !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;li agora ao meu Lucas o que acabei de escrever , ele partiu-se a rir ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;mandei uma mensagem à Tânia a perguntar : quando lhe devia mandar um toq para quando chegarmos nos vir buscar ... quando passarmos as portagens ! agora o meu irmão não pára de olhar para a estrada para ver se já chegamos ... xD , que seca de&amp;nbsp; viajem !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;17h - vou comer xD , acompanhada pelas notícias na rádio sobre - PEC4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;17h09 - já comi ! estou com sede ... já bebi ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;17h17 - LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;17h20 - ao organizar isto tudo pelas horinhas certas até parece que o tempo passa rápido , mas NÃO ! , nunca mais chegamos ! e estou cansada de escrever ! por um lado quero guardar todas estas recordações ... por outro ... ! tenho pouco texto para tanto tempo de viajem ! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;estou cansada ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;17h35 - passámos as portagens , estamos a chegar&amp;nbsp; FINALMENTE !! como adoro good news ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;e assim me despeço , pois tenho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;de começar a arrumar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;as tralhas ... xauu excelente companhia , vou fazer isto mais vezes ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-6247118680399181682?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/6247118680399181682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/titulo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6247118680399181682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/6247118680399181682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/05/titulo.html' title='... título ...'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-338256809797185489</id><published>2011-04-21T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T15:27:39.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>☮ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Peace and Love , for everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-338256809797185489?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/338256809797185489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/338256809797185489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/338256809797185489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-759509028703267626</id><published>2011-04-11T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:16:15.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sempre a abrir</title><content type='html'>manhã - Ariana (:&lt;br /&gt;meio da manhã - Ariana , panik de chocolate e compal de pêssego :D&lt;br /&gt;almoço - tia Irene&amp;nbsp;, a correr com stress ...&lt;br /&gt;início da tarde - master class &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;lanche - lachei ?! &lt;br /&gt;fim da tarde - concerto de CCC !&lt;br /&gt;jantar&amp;nbsp;- em casa&amp;nbsp;, panados do PD&lt;br /&gt;noite - preparar malas ... Lisboa !&lt;br /&gt;noite noitinha - blog ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Rafaa (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-759509028703267626?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/759509028703267626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/sempre-abrir.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/759509028703267626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/759509028703267626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/sempre-abrir.html' title='sempre a abrir'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-125189098121179447</id><published>2011-04-11T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:16:50.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100º</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AEkYNeFovRY/TaN71B2FmaI/AAAAAAAADjc/vcBRFzQLowQ/s1600/100%25C2%25BA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AEkYNeFovRY/TaN71B2FmaI/AAAAAAAADjc/vcBRFzQLowQ/s1600/100%25C2%25BA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ser Guia -&amp;nbsp;é difícil de explicar :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nas guias para além de mudar as vidas dos outros , mudamos também a nossa , e de que maneira !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Na&amp;nbsp;minha vida guidista , fiz coisas que se calhar nunca tinha oportunidade de fazer !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tornei-me a rapariga que hoje sou .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Passei de miúda mimada e tímida a independente e extrovertida !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Com elas cresci interiormente , aprendi de tudo um pouco , vivi , senti , conheci outras raparigas que têm os mesmos objectivos : ser Guia de Portugal . ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Gostava tanto que toda a gente tivesse a excelente oportunidade de puder ser assim ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Estes são momentos nunca vividos antes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We live for the &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;others ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Notícia :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="img_content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre 2010 e 2012 dez milhões de Guias, espalhadas em 145 países por todo o mundo vão estar a celebrar o centésimo aniversário do Guidismo. Que está realmente de parabéns e que sob o lema “100 anos a mudar vidas” tem vindo desde 1910 a formar raparigas para serem líderes, autónomas e cidadãs universais responsáveis. Por cá a Associação Guias de Portugal também comemora, em 2011, já 80 anos de existência.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="img_content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Estas palavras foram encontradas em cartas escritas por BP ,&amp;nbsp;antes da sua morte : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="img_content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Baden-Powell's Last Message to Scouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Dear Scouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If you have ever seen the play "Peter Pan" you will remember how the pirate chief was always making his dying speech because he was afraid that possibly when the time came for him to die he might not have time to get it off his chest. It is much the same with me, and so, although I am not at this moment dying, I shall be doing so one of these days and I want to send you a parting word of good-bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Remember, it is the last time you will ever hear from me, so think it over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I have had a most happy life and I want each one of you to have as happy a life too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I believe that God put us in this jolly world to be happy and enjoy life. Happiness doesn't come from being rich, nor merely from being successful in your career, nor by self-indulgence. One step towards happiness is to make yourself healthy and strong while you are a boy, so that you can be useful and so you can enjoy life when you are a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nature study will show you how full of beautiful and wonderful things God has made the world for you to enjoy. Be contented with what you have got and make the best of it. Look on the bright side of things instead of the gloomy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But the real way to get happiness is by giving out happiness to other people. Try and leave this world a little better than you found it and when your turn comes to die, you can die happy in feeling that at any rate you have not wasted your time but have done your best. "Be Prepared" in this way, to live happy and to die happy - stick to your Scout Promise always when you have ceased to be a boy - and God help you to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Your friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Robert Baden-Powell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Carta de despedida de Baden-Powell aos escuteiros de todo o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Caros escuteiros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Se já vistes a peça Peter Pan, haveis de recordar-vos de como o chefe dos piratas estava sempre a fazer o seu discurso de despedida, porque receava que, quando lhe chegasse a hora de morrer, talvez não tivesse tempo para o fazer. Acontece-me coisa muito parecida e por isso, embora não esteja precisamente a morrer, morrerei qualquer dia e quero mandar-vos uma palavra de despedida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Lembrai-vos de que é a última palavra que vos dirijo, por isso meditai-a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Passei uma vida felicíssima e desejo que cada um de vós seja igualmente feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Crei que Deus nos colocou neste mundo encantador para sermos felizes e apreciarmos a vida. A felicidade não vem da riqueza, nem simplesmente do êxito de uma carreira, nem dos prazeres. Um passo para a felicidade é serdes saudáveis e fortes enquanto sois rapazes, para poderdes ser úteis e gozar a vida quando fordes homens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O estudo da natureza mostrar-vos-á as coisas belas e maravilhosas de que Deus encheu o mundo para vosso deleite. Contentai-vos com o que tendes e tirai dele o maior proveito que puderdes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vede sempre o lado melhor das coisas e não o pior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas o melhor meio para alcançar a felicidade é contribuir para a felicidade dos outros. Procurai deixar o mundo um pouco melhor de que o encontrastes e quando vos chegar a vez de morrer, podeis morrer felizes sentindo que ao menos não desperdiçastes o tempo e fizestes todo o possível por praticar o bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Estai preparados desta maneira para viver e morrer felizes - apegai-vos sempre à vossa promessa escutista - mesmo depois de já não serdes rapazes e Deus vos ajude a proceder assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O Vosso Amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Robert Baden-Powell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Rafaa (:﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-125189098121179447?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/125189098121179447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/100.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/125189098121179447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/125189098121179447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/100.html' title='100º'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AEkYNeFovRY/TaN71B2FmaI/AAAAAAAADjc/vcBRFzQLowQ/s72-c/100%25C2%25BA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-3079752475897392193</id><published>2011-04-03T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:17:11.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;- feliz , só com vocês ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;- e vocês sabem quem são&amp;nbsp;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;- vocês são os meus amigos =')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- que não saem do meu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;♥ ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbLqpAoyzZA/TZiTjSg6pdI/AAAAAAAADis/I8gctDy-Brk/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia+%25283%2529+de+caroline+eu+catia+nini.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbLqpAoyzZA/TZiTjSg6pdI/AAAAAAAADis/I8gctDy-Brk/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia+%25283%2529+de+caroline+eu+catia+nini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Rafaa (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-3079752475897392193?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/3079752475897392193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3079752475897392193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/3079752475897392193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbLqpAoyzZA/TZiTjSg6pdI/AAAAAAAADis/I8gctDy-Brk/s72-c/C%25C3%25B3pia+%25283%2529+de+caroline+eu+catia+nini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-4309852984409696795</id><published>2011-04-01T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:17:35.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at the same time</title><content type='html'>é sempre tudo ao mesmo tempo , sempre !&lt;br /&gt;depois não sei como resolver as coisas , claro está !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Rafaa (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-4309852984409696795?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/4309852984409696795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/at-same-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4309852984409696795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/4309852984409696795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/04/at-same-time.html' title='at the same time'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-8873682731057260639</id><published>2011-03-28T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:44:17.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oM60NFkbWXA/TZDIzkjtI0I/AAAAAAAADhY/fbAqh_FAXhc/s1600/childhood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oM60NFkbWXA/TZDIzkjtI0I/AAAAAAAADhY/fbAqh_FAXhc/s320/childhood.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Rafaa (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-8873682731057260639?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/8873682731057260639/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/03/rafaa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8873682731057260639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8873682731057260639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/03/rafaa.html' title=':]'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oM60NFkbWXA/TZDIzkjtI0I/AAAAAAAADhY/fbAqh_FAXhc/s72-c/childhood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-5500616969743481680</id><published>2011-03-27T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T07:29:03.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- for you , Cat's ♥</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQRC74QuBWg/TY9I3vbWqQI/AAAAAAAADhQ/vUKkpjeerfI/s320/cats.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;Rafaa (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-5500616969743481680?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/5500616969743481680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-you-cats.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5500616969743481680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/5500616969743481680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-you-cats.html' title='- for you , Cat&apos;s ♥'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQRC74QuBWg/TY9I3vbWqQI/AAAAAAAADhQ/vUKkpjeerfI/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503698777782923114.post-8474262527820291970</id><published>2011-03-27T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T06:24:01.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>»medo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;desde pequenos que temos os nossos medos , e eu nunca pensei que ao longo do tempo fossem desaparecendo . mas à medida que alguns desvanecem no passado outros crescem para ficar !&amp;nbsp; isso faz com que veja o mundo com outros olhos , com olhos caídos , olhos cheios de tristeza , olhos que vão desistir , olhos que vão " cair " , olhos que estão fartos disto , olhos fartos de ver sempre a mesma coisa , olhos fartos de estarem sempe no mesmo sítio , olhos que não conhecem mais do que aquilo que são , olhos que querem ir mais longe ! que querem dar a volta ao mundo , porque estão fartos de estar fechados no mesmo sítio , rodeado da mesma sociedade , sociedade tão previsível , sem gostos próprios , sem opinião , sem cor , sem esperança&amp;nbsp;, sociedade que não sabe dar valor ! sociedade com inveja , com remorsos , pecadora , tão distante uma da outra !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e agora falando de mim , tenho medo ! medo de não poder volar a fazer o que dantes era pra mi um sonho tornado realidade , tenho medo de os meus ideais fiquem&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;apagados para&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;sempre )':&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4me8MqhoXs4/TY8e-aIP4fI/AAAAAAAADhE/XlK1OTNI7jc/s1600/yay+%2521%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4me8MqhoXs4/TY8e-aIP4fI/AAAAAAAADhE/XlK1OTNI7jc/s320/yay+%2521%2521.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;e esse é o meu medo ,&amp;nbsp; meu novo medo ! porque dantes , o meu medo era do&amp;nbsp;escuro , era das bruxas ,&amp;nbsp; do papão , do lobo-mau , dos fantasmas ... agora são os medos da vida , os medos da saúde , da família , da escola , das notas que vou receber , e principalmente ... -&amp;nbsp;o que vai acontecer a seguir ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;Rafaa (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503698777782923114-8474262527820291970?l=bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/feeds/8474262527820291970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/03/medo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8474262527820291970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503698777782923114/posts/default/8474262527820291970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonequinhatrapos.blogspot.com/2011/03/medo.html' title='»medo'/><author><name>Flor Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12831017036387532078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4me8MqhoXs4/TY8e-aIP4fI/AAAAAAAADhE/XlK1OTNI7jc/s72-c/yay+%2521%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
