tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2845765182837264682024-03-14T17:50:20.775+00:00algum nexo faz sentido...como descrever algo ainda por definir?Catarinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02523274948035728450noreply@blogger.comBlogger146125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-13975868119502776992010-02-14T20:37:00.001+00:002010-02-14T20:37:58.171+00:00So F****** True<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhICqkpTaxlveJ2fIR450i2B7VECgyu82WifbkKbH5Jphmx8G9NGAQS-50WMTDiV0M4ON2b4RlrtK92Td9oh2CZSV4gQOwLj9jIVAZOfpRC2zZB9cGBEHXAKg8-qmoPe2D6pY8OH8g4zmsN/s1600-h/_.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438201085238804306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhICqkpTaxlveJ2fIR450i2B7VECgyu82WifbkKbH5Jphmx8G9NGAQS-50WMTDiV0M4ON2b4RlrtK92Td9oh2CZSV4gQOwLj9jIVAZOfpRC2zZB9cGBEHXAKg8-qmoPe2D6pY8OH8g4zmsN/s320/_.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-22456280203949769462010-02-11T00:25:00.000+00:002010-02-11T00:26:42.758+00:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000000;">Se me ponho a cismar em outras eras<br />Em que ri e cantei, em que era querida,<br />Parece-me que foi noutras esferas,<br />Parece-me que foi numa outra vida...<br /><br />E a minha triste boca dolorida,<br />Que dantes tinha o rir das primaveras,<br />Esbate as linhas graves e severas<br />E cai num abandono de esquecida!<br /><br />E fico, pensativa, olhando o vago...<br />Toma a brandura plácida dum lago<br />O meu rosto de monja de marfim...<br /><br /><strong>E as lágrimas que choro</strong>, branca e calma,<br /><strong>Ninguém as vê brotar</strong> dentro da alma!<br /><strong>Ninguém as vê cair</strong> dentro de mim!<br /><br /><em>Florbela Espanca</em></span></span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-76200727983260694222010-02-10T13:19:00.002+00:002010-02-10T13:25:10.801+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO2xw9BP8saZvbi8vtTRIW8LwjX2ZJ_1GR1aJUGEgzsGbfAQgJlyx5lhoZAOHC26wcMJB1xdd4UyaZuJi0ah31Qr8gT5K4a_VlNDAjOPumir0cw6_SN8SpWlDNSWQZwnSSIXLhav_03AjF/s1600-h/b355c4e2e9b02eecaea44134297b97a2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436605254218178210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO2xw9BP8saZvbi8vtTRIW8LwjX2ZJ_1GR1aJUGEgzsGbfAQgJlyx5lhoZAOHC26wcMJB1xdd4UyaZuJi0ah31Qr8gT5K4a_VlNDAjOPumir0cw6_SN8SpWlDNSWQZwnSSIXLhav_03AjF/s320/b355c4e2e9b02eecaea44134297b97a2.jpg" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWzmNf40Iq17iEXI5xPFtuxl4JAsZ78AY7CRjjRE3gOXZzmSDs3eAoFTdCZ52WOckOiGT6plSS-d7ercVeReHsIHdUY40daHMGd2yNi0Dpg8eYD7hEd4uBED8UgcHNyGTdExMHYtM5N-jI/s1600-h/b355c4e2e9b02eecaea44134297b97a2.jpg"></a></p><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>Como viver o mundo<br />em termos de esperança?<br />E que palavra é essa<br />que a vida não alcança?</strong></span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-69235436738315871232010-02-09T22:11:00.001+00:002010-02-09T22:22:55.538+00:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Alguém me dê uns pulmões novos até dia 28 se faz favor....</span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-36605610754058695782010-02-09T20:26:00.000+00:002010-02-09T20:27:17.509+00:00Friend of a Friend...<p align="center"><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-64bW_DdLN0&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-64bW_DdLN0&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object></p>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-18467271249593921712010-02-05T00:44:00.002+00:002010-02-06T18:59:00.567+00:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>"Não sei por onde vou,<br />Não sei para onde vou<br />Sei que não vou por aí!"</strong></span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-18944370534444828752010-02-04T15:59:00.001+00:002010-02-04T16:01:36.217+00:00Lost Untangled<p align="center"> </p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Porque é mesmo uma mega comidela cerebral! xD </span></p><p align="center"><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NlTF_4q1AEQ&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NlTF_4q1AEQ&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;">PS- Gaja Cata não vejas enquanto não vires o episódio :p</span></p>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-87535397557615706902010-01-30T21:25:00.000+00:002010-01-30T21:26:29.580+00:00Perdoas com facilidade?<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>A minha resposta é: infelizmente sim...</strong></span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-71866940993210216692010-01-28T00:33:00.003+00:002010-01-28T00:53:35.409+00:00Recordando<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">"Se me pedissem para definir amizade, certamente diria o nome de algumas pessoas, pessoas essas que não deixam esmorecer o gratificante significado da amizade.<br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><p><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Este inquietante sentimento leva-nos por vezes a reflexões profundas.<br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Descobrimos que a amizade não se força, mas quando sincera tem uma força que se intensifica a cada instante.<br /></span></p></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Descobrimos que confiar é muito mais do que pedir “para não contar a ninguém”, é ter a certeza que essa pessoa jamais nos abandonará. Passamos a chamar os amigos de “irmãos de vida” porque são eles que entendem os nossos pensamentos mesmo antes de os expressarmos por palavras.<br /><br /><p></p></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Apenas e somente eles estão presentes em determinados momentos onde mais ninguém poderia estar, explicam-nos o que não entendemos, dizem-nos tudo sobre o nosso coração mesmo quando este nos parece intocável.<br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><p><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Para mim, a amizade será sempre fulcral: é deveras necessário vivermos sabendo que temos um espelho, um velho amigo, alguém que sabemos que é para sempre, mesmo que o sempre não exista.<br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">O que levamos desta vida são os momentos que passamos junto daqueles que amamos, desde família, amigos…e tudo isto só é possível devido à criação de laços pois quando se criam laços, criam-se recordações para o resto da vida."<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"><em>Pandora<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431583704250069778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCex5ainlfZ7MUe71QYjEJwmG2sKMTa8fmJauUG6mr5dJXuaNOogrctShtgETjMpBRR6DJ_AiIH4QNkGHr8dNa2kp5McHViueEOFJ9KkhoebAnetqKGriMhw3NhnAIoXzZYWqUBe8rsu8b/s320/calvin-and-hobbes.jpg" /></em></span></p></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-48288730652629625742010-01-26T02:04:00.000+00:002010-01-26T02:05:11.281+00:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Uma coisa é saber, outra, completamente diferente, é sentir...</span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-20529479445205481972010-01-26T00:23:00.006+00:002010-01-26T00:26:17.469+00:00Ai se eu pudesse!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAOdPerLFJsVQPmSKX0RmdEyo4RV9o_LojrN138Fko3VZ0PQPOm3Y5KFuUWBFQF3gg6MiIm-q7aWhF0cEYM0EzT1d7e69aj9ludUzAJtp4neVug6ebGyJ2YH29NUBptG5b-lyzI5rWafg8/s1600-h/scream_by_eburoshi.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430838076036237554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAOdPerLFJsVQPmSKX0RmdEyo4RV9o_LojrN138Fko3VZ0PQPOm3Y5KFuUWBFQF3gg6MiIm-q7aWhF0cEYM0EzT1d7e69aj9ludUzAJtp4neVug6ebGyJ2YH29NUBptG5b-lyzI5rWafg8/s320/scream_by_eburoshi.jpg" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqz9KRjhrCv1sseVhxcscYDnodgju3MOhOoihsg9lptDhQXV_nUpdGxLwqueUgBQjDyl9bYISN3vUngUWkMImbRaW6QU4r2LapOg0WXd6wpxyUbzJHIHkL2bXwjsERXQ9ASThvakwsiNnV/s1600-h/scream_by_eburoshi.jpg"></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>Gritava até perder as forças!!</strong></span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-78526576990174261022010-01-24T19:21:00.003+00:002010-01-24T19:27:36.197+00:00Já dizia a minha avó<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHGSvMh7tz_UV3tarFeAJIDoeSqEaJoy_uQ4xulv80qwgr20EKkNXYw6Uo4E8XmtE3FwT0R_uySy0rhPvgOgdFKVF9gx_xg8OgnqtESoQcKSFnPWBVw_jRvnJZTpYPRyrvY3XlKFrM_3vC/s1600-h/56ea8fce02e036bb.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430389839999480290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHGSvMh7tz_UV3tarFeAJIDoeSqEaJoy_uQ4xulv80qwgr20EKkNXYw6Uo4E8XmtE3FwT0R_uySy0rhPvgOgdFKVF9gx_xg8OgnqtESoQcKSFnPWBVw_jRvnJZTpYPRyrvY3XlKFrM_3vC/s320/56ea8fce02e036bb.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;">"Quem mais chora menos mija" </span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Eu digo: "Quanto mais choro mais vontade tenho de ir à casinha!"</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></p></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Por outro lado, quando eu era cachopita, ela sempre me dizia "quem brinca com o fogo faz xixi na cama!" e isso nunca falhou! xD</span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-52115700535725206912010-01-23T17:34:00.001+00:002010-01-23T17:34:52.731+00:00Para relaxar...<p align="center"><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YmwrqvBDzfA&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YmwrqvBDzfA&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object></p>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-12299023825781849682010-01-22T20:09:00.001+00:002010-01-22T20:11:27.259+00:00Afinal não era bem assim!<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Afinal de contas estavamos todos enganados. Quando tiver uma criança a primeira coisa que lhe vou dar é um télélé... ver noticia </span><a href="http://www.cienciahoje.pt/index.php?oid=38949&op=all"><span style="font-family:courier new;">aqui</span></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">.</span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-79127025925731654912010-01-22T02:08:00.000+00:002010-01-22T02:10:42.739+00:00Pensamentos tão distantes...<p align="center"><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5uFmNAkTZsk&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5uFmNAkTZsk&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object></p>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-90474364413450868802010-01-21T15:53:00.001+00:002010-01-21T16:05:55.427+00:00<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYaY9aFOZow9I6nRvljC5l5hhHBnFk1m5YeQLu026ieYLcbi31bA1OuXNngzeVunrQ6vEizgLkNhrSD55vdtBPxJR2wf2sVc13nJ6-huutM-0NENPNVB4bXAy91PFi0tHDYTtMBe1MPYBx/s1600-h/Question__by_Sage18.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429222204730570850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYaY9aFOZow9I6nRvljC5l5hhHBnFk1m5YeQLu026ieYLcbi31bA1OuXNngzeVunrQ6vEizgLkNhrSD55vdtBPxJR2wf2sVc13nJ6-huutM-0NENPNVB4bXAy91PFi0tHDYTtMBe1MPYBx/s320/Question__by_Sage18.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">"Cada ser é um puzzle inacabado por isso cabe às pessoas que amamos serem as restantes peças que encaixam nesse puzzle, de forma a tornarem-no perfeito"</span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-5349900080912678182010-01-19T20:47:00.001+00:002010-01-19T21:34:26.755+00:00E amanhã...<div align="center"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;">A primeira entrevista de emprego...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;">Que medooo!</span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-14752838348821425382010-01-19T01:19:00.000+00:002010-01-19T01:20:00.064+00:00Que fofinho! =D<p align="center"><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object></p>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-46942757281776293012010-01-18T15:44:00.001+00:002010-01-18T15:44:47.193+00:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Ai que este que tempo enerva-me!!!</span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-57580020690146852612010-01-07T02:14:00.004+00:002010-01-07T02:31:47.925+00:00Música de embalar...<p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Ai ai... Já ia dormir...</span></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sy3lJIxyZ60&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sy3lJIxyZ60&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object></p><p align="center"></p>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-12409817415682626212010-01-05T20:46:00.001+00:002010-01-05T20:48:42.619+00:00E o prémio de melhor companhia do inverno vai para:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV7Th4iGugg7IjNHMb-HuJu6H5Gy9DT_2_QMviGCAx_TJz97VjtgTlR3yMiwuU-kMcWCgOXvUa_45dxqJsPDUgxcVlNSLQDgvnPur2Ii-aoTPOI6HZiTLqCR6ep_QGjgITSrmEX57Vgjau/s1600-h/Lagarta%2520Constipada.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423360154062628162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV7Th4iGugg7IjNHMb-HuJu6H5Gy9DT_2_QMviGCAx_TJz97VjtgTlR3yMiwuU-kMcWCgOXvUa_45dxqJsPDUgxcVlNSLQDgvnPur2Ii-aoTPOI6HZiTLqCR6ep_QGjgITSrmEX57Vgjau/s320/Lagarta%2520Constipada.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"><strong>A constipação!!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;">Grrrr! Que nervos!</span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-44586039390876089992010-01-05T20:22:00.001+00:002010-01-05T20:28:35.078+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzAfeoDvXdo33ulCjRQX9LxtJoOVvSITd6X6_TRcCz3iUGK_BCEo8geTrIIhenevV0XdSC_9jwOqjBP8kmFysfYgE01W40CugbwXQ-q2a29GQpjA2c9b3F3vlHWf23wqNz1HpYMt91KLjZ/s1600-h/Hug_Wallpaper_by_amberfoxwing.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423355103781753730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzAfeoDvXdo33ulCjRQX9LxtJoOVvSITd6X6_TRcCz3iUGK_BCEo8geTrIIhenevV0XdSC_9jwOqjBP8kmFysfYgE01W40CugbwXQ-q2a29GQpjA2c9b3F3vlHWf23wqNz1HpYMt91KLjZ/s320/Hug_Wallpaper_by_amberfoxwing.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;">"quem sabe eu nem vos quero bem<br />quem sabe eu nem sou ninguém<br />quem sabe eu não sei quem<br /><br />quem sabe eu sou quem queria ser<br />quem sabe eu nunca o vou saber<br />quem sabe eu sou bem melhor<br /><br />quem sabe o medo é minha cruz<br />quem sabe o medo é meu motor<br />quem sabe o medo é luz<br /><br />quem sabe eu não estou só a tentar<br />desesperadamente uma razão<br />para seguir ou para não parar<br />pois tudo se passa sem eu ver"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"><em>Manuel Cruz</em></span> </div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-31539222531784700682009-12-31T19:25:00.002+00:002009-12-31T19:34:37.597+00:00Até para o ano!!!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>Boas Saídas e Melhores Entradas =D</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><p align="center"><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3d6_5n6u2e4&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3d6_5n6u2e4&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object></p>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-7334499401261733432009-12-29T17:45:00.005+00:002009-12-30T11:53:27.056+00:002009<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJirwWtpc3KDNbYL8zSHAlSth3joScHAq-AfdOhzk4EVKcK_Y20daX7f4EAxkRGmNu-3RojrwjoSbehd1g0DYhbuGb9s0BMULlYqHBESffSqhVufKpNJKHLGKGIQQJR552IODR2Om-VIw/s1600-h/4a56524427d7926275082e1f3e81ed35.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420715917993604770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJirwWtpc3KDNbYL8zSHAlSth3joScHAq-AfdOhzk4EVKcK_Y20daX7f4EAxkRGmNu-3RojrwjoSbehd1g0DYhbuGb9s0BMULlYqHBESffSqhVufKpNJKHLGKGIQQJR552IODR2Om-VIw/s320/4a56524427d7926275082e1f3e81ed35.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Foi um ano de novas amizades, de novas sensações, de novos sentimentos, de erasmus, de muita exploração laboratorial, de novas paixões, de renovação, de amizades, de novas descobertas, de novas linguas, de novass culturas, de viagem, de novas músicas, de choradeiras, de saudades, de muito skype e msn e pouco telemóvel, de distância, de carinho, de encerramentos, de engatanços, de bicicletas, de deixar pessoas para trás... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><p></p></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">2009 foi um ano de muitas coisas! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><p></p><br /></div></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">2009 foi um ano bom =)</span></div>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284576518283726468.post-25976131129603256782009-12-20T21:02:00.000+00:002009-12-20T21:03:12.703+00:00Feliz Natal =D<p align="center"><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AHxahjt741k&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AHxahjt741k&hl=pt_BR&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object></p>PiMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789732066871418101noreply@blogger.com1