<?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-2644759080665126957</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:54:01.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Fantástico Mundo de Lekka</title><subtitle type='html'>Aventuras, Venturas e Desventuras de uma Professora divorciada em Brasília</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-4989398043292502912</id><published>2011-03-16T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T19:39:42.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades do Mi Dady</title><content type='html'>Quase meia noite... Quase dia 17 de março! O tempo passou tão rápido! Faz 5 anos que o melhor e maior homem que conheci na vida foi para o andar de cima! Esse com certeza tá no céu!!&lt;br /&gt;Meu "Mi Dady"... Era assim que eu o chamava... Meu paizinho lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Deus sempre leva os melhores na frente, sempre!!&lt;br /&gt;E que saudade do meu Mi Dady!&lt;br /&gt;Ele estava sempre de bem com a vida, sempre com palavras de ânimo e nunca o vi reclamar da vida... Nem quando o câncer tentou derrubá-lo... Digo tentou, porque ele nunca se abateu por conta da doença.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade do meu pai, do meu melhor amigo, do meu confidente, do meu porto seguro... Tudo com ele parecia mais fácil... Tudo com ele estava tranquilo!! Saudades!!&lt;br /&gt;Saudades do que vivi e de tudo o que não pude viver com ele... Saudades do seu sorriso meigo e amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Saudades de quando ficávamos até tarde assistindo TV... Claro que a gente sempre acabava roncando na sala!!&lt;br /&gt;Saudades de quando a gente acordava de madrugada para assistir as lutas do Mike Tyson!&lt;br /&gt;Saudades de quando ele ia comigo calibrar os pneus do carro ou quando completava o tanque e dizia pra eu não contar pra minha mãe... Ele tbm fazia isso com algumas contas! rs&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de como ele sabia me puxar a orelha sem levantar a voz e ainda assim me deixava pensando por semanas sobre o assunto! Nunca me bateu... Mas as algumas conversas e alguns olhares eram piores que surras!&lt;br /&gt;Sem dúvida ele foi o homem mais justo que já conheci! Tinha um coração gigante!!&lt;br /&gt;Saudades de quando a gente ia caminhar no parque e depois ia ao clube... Todo final de semana!!! Ou quando a gente ia dar pão aos patos no parque... E olha que eu já era velha, hein?? Mas estávamos sempre todos juntos! Sempre juntos!!&lt;br /&gt;Saudades de quando ele me ensinou a dirigir aos 13 anos... Com 16 eu já dirigia com ele pra cima e pra baixo!! Bons tempos!!&lt;br /&gt;Tive o melhor pai do mundo! O melhor amigo! O melhor conselheiro... O melhor tudo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saudades do meu pai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ8OAUMyUpu_CSNGNgF7QGOdpzcdFSHZGYzzDRTFrecO_brKZSt" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-4989398043292502912?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/4989398043292502912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/saudades-do-mi-dady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/4989398043292502912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/4989398043292502912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/saudades-do-mi-dady.html' title='Saudades do Mi Dady'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-6815838634530527329</id><published>2011-03-16T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:12:46.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Será que eu tô escutando isso mesmo??</title><content type='html'>E quando a gente pensa que já viu de tudo e escutou de tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Aquele inquilino... Aquele super legal que "paga tudo em dia", não te dá problemas... Liga e diz que vai te colocar na justiça porque você o está despejando por falta de pagamento e ele se sente constrangido!!&lt;br /&gt;E nessa hora... O que você faz??&lt;br /&gt;A) Manda a "benção" tomar no *"??&lt;br /&gt;B) Ri sem parar??&lt;br /&gt;C) Chora de nervoso??&lt;br /&gt;D) Fica sem ação e se pergunta de realmente está escutando aquilo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT3GVjQrPAFsBYMZOnnlXENiWzOtDfwpsCWzXYIANtEsawYj9kg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fala sério!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tem cada uma!! Eu me pergunto se joguei pedra na cruz ou coisa do tipo, colei chiclete ploc na imagem de Nossa Senhora... Tem coisas que só acontecem comigo mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;Mas... Nessa hora... A gente respira fundo e faz o mantra do "Eu sou calma e não falo mais palavrão"... E repete o mantra por umas 200 vezes enquanto faz respiração de cachorrinho, liberando toda raiva pela respiração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nessas horas lembro de meu paizinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Melhor ouvir isso que ser surdo! E vamos que vamos!! E toma-lhe mantra e muita calma nessa hora!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-6815838634530527329?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/6815838634530527329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/sera-que-eu-to-escutando-isso-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6815838634530527329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6815838634530527329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/sera-que-eu-to-escutando-isso-mesmo.html' title='Será que eu tô escutando isso mesmo??'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-1781661701213762228</id><published>2011-03-14T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T07:26:22.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E nunca foi tão bom jogar sinuca!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Como dizer adeus para algo que você queria para sempre em sua vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;É fácil!! Descubra que esse alguém tem outra!! hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ô vidinha difícil!!! Ao menos a vida amorosa!! O resto até que é bem de boa!! :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Tanto tempo esperando... Tanto tempo, ainda, com esperança... Afinal... Essa bendita é a última que morre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Até que um dia você surta e faz uma sessão espírita e traz à tona a bosta de um fantasma! E o pior... Fica sabendo que o fantasma tá com outra!! É dose!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Por que o coração da gente é tão burro e sem noção? Por que esse bendito insiste em fazer tudo sem minha prévia autorização e me deixa de quatro por um egoísta, mentiroso e cretino?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas vamos levar em consideração que se ele mentiu e fez o que fez foi a com a minha autorização!!&amp;nbsp;MEA CULPA!!! Ninguém mais responsável do que eu!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E o que fazer nessa hora??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Aulas de sinuca e um homem malhado, tatuado e lindo?!?! hahahahaha Essa foi a minha alternativa!! Bom... Ao menos dessa vez eu não fiquei choramingando pela casa e perguntando porque eu não tinha sorte no amor... Foi o final de semana do Gato Malhado Tatuado e Lindo!! Ao menos dei sorte na SINUCA!! hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Agora eu acho que&amp;nbsp;exorcizei os fantasmas de meu passado... Só faltava esse! E esse foi literalmente mandando pro inferno, pro céu... Sei lá pra onde vão as almas!! Mas esse com certeza, certeza mais que absoluta e já era sem tempo, foi embora de vez!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;A prova disso é que hoje de manhã enquanto eu arrumava algumas coisas para mais tarde e escutando Melissa Etheridge e e de repente... tentou baixar um certo clima de tristeza e mais que depressa, meio até que no automático... Alto lá, tristeza! Xô daqui, minha irmã!! E não é que ela foi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E nem precisei recorrer a memória do final de semana e lembrar do Gato Malhado, tatuado e lindo!! hahahahahha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Esse Gato Malhado vai me render boas risadas ao longo da semana!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas acho que no final das contas o que vale é não perder a cabeça, seguir em frente e acreditar que se algo te deixou triste é porque algo muito bom está prestes à acontecer!! E eu acredito nisso!!! Com ou sem Gato Malhado, Tatuado e Lindo!! ;oP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; 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-size: 1.8333em; font-weight: bold; height: 1.1363em; line-height: 1.1363em; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; max-height: 1.1363em; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-1781661701213762228?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/1781661701213762228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-nunca-foi-tao-bom-jogar-sinuca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1781661701213762228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1781661701213762228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-nunca-foi-tao-bom-jogar-sinuca.html' title='E nunca foi tão bom jogar sinuca!!'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-2292175825539459406</id><published>2011-03-06T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T18:16:57.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olha o Pacotão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Depois de um topiramato 25 mg, tynelol DC e pegar meus óculos Ray Ban...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Lá fui eu ver o Pacotão!!!! Claro que levei Raih e Marcelo... Marcelo foi de boa vontade... Raih foi Obrigado! hihihihihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-L0UgbdfVJ-A/TXQ8UHP2fbI/AAAAAAAABnY/TmstTadH92c/s1600/DSC01911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-L0UgbdfVJ-A/TXQ8UHP2fbI/AAAAAAAABnY/TmstTadH92c/s320/DSC01911.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas até que foi divertido...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m1kX6xCcQXE/TXQ8gWi-YXI/AAAAAAAABnc/cnRTEWE0y4s/s1600/DSC01920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m1kX6xCcQXE/TXQ8gWi-YXI/AAAAAAAABnc/cnRTEWE0y4s/s320/DSC01920.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Pensei que fosse minha ex sogra... Mas não era, não!!! hihhihihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Brincadeirinha... Ela era legal!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-61Yr_o7W0tk/TXQ8qEygGiI/AAAAAAAABng/MfPIrRBUiZ4/s1600/DSC01923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-61Yr_o7W0tk/TXQ8qEygGiI/AAAAAAAABng/MfPIrRBUiZ4/s320/DSC01923.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;My best friend ever!!! Raih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2Rdc_a-4k2w/TXQ818CMzwI/AAAAAAAABnk/p8tzG-_gIYA/s1600/DSC01939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2Rdc_a-4k2w/TXQ818CMzwI/AAAAAAAABnk/p8tzG-_gIYA/s320/DSC01939.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;As negas doidas... Show de bola!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-78tO1zLs5lQ/TXQ9AcLxgjI/AAAAAAAABno/vIeVBCeQ0hI/s1600/DSC01946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-78tO1zLs5lQ/TXQ9AcLxgjI/AAAAAAAABno/vIeVBCeQ0hI/s320/DSC01946.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Always together... Até no Pacotão!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WqpV88FyA34/TXQ9L9M2hNI/AAAAAAAABns/JWCtGg4H5tg/s1600/DSC01949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WqpV88FyA34/TXQ9L9M2hNI/AAAAAAAABns/JWCtGg4H5tg/s320/DSC01949.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;hahahahahha Essa aí nem precisa comentar, né?? O cara estava usando a bike como apoio. Cachaça pouca é bobagem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sQaMR6r8rpA/TXQ9VTBOnLI/AAAAAAAABnw/vgPgLfP_OFA/s1600/DSC01952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sQaMR6r8rpA/TXQ9VTBOnLI/AAAAAAAABnw/vgPgLfP_OFA/s320/DSC01952.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Será que amanhã rola mais???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;hihihihihihihihihihi &amp;nbsp;Amanhã é Galinho!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Vamos ver, né???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Hoje não teve filme!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Vamos deixar o Freddy Vs Jason pra amanhã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Inté mais!!!&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/2644759080665126957-2292175825539459406?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/2292175825539459406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/olha-o-pacotao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2292175825539459406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2292175825539459406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/olha-o-pacotao.html' title='Olha o Pacotão...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-L0UgbdfVJ-A/TXQ8UHP2fbI/AAAAAAAABnY/TmstTadH92c/s72-c/DSC01911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-3144896256456031559</id><published>2011-03-05T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T16:02:39.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um dia carnaval...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Mais um dia de carnaval! 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Animador demais! Afinal... Qual a gordinha que consegue um mega gato no final?? Putz... Só em filme mesmo! E vamos concordar!! Ela nem está assim tão gordinha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Tem novidades no amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR78orSgrLxPPyvMWQyXxDlGIz69IASNW3LEaPFDCpQkCV3yil5kg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;O garotão do filme é uma gracinha... Belo traseiro e lindo olhos verdes... Mas... Meloso demais para meu gosto! Sem paciência para filmes românticos em excesso! Todo o romance da semana eu assisti ontem com a Casa do Lago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Hoje eu tô mais para o meu querido Freddy... Que de romântico não tem naaaaaada!!! hihihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS-Em_8WhOrEjjspLRCerYsbN2LapT2CXHea_D2NphFsfXSQAYG7g" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQLNYUUx_Vp1MYgOpOF_UDpedf4EKzMIRFjEEH11j0UOhuCNl3X" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQLNYUUx_Vp1MYgOpOF_UDpedf4EKzMIRFjEEH11j0UOhuCNl3X" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eu sei que a Múmia é filme de sessão da tarde... Mas vamos combinar... Uma múmia dessa aí... Ai Jesus!! Eu queria uma!! De preferência sem as faixas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Sei lá... Ainda estou pensando o que assistir! Mas com certeza, nada de canal aberto!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;E enquanto isso... Gatos correm pelo quarto e pulam de uma lado para o outro. Socorro!!! Acho que esses gatos estão com pilhas duracell na bunda! E olha que aqui são 4 pestinhas!!! E eles pensam que minha bunda é cama elástica... pulam e pulam!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;E lá vamos nós curtir o carnaval... Na cama!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQaIaaQGmSYmMjSbxRO8WSYWgaJ4x3sh6OsMhTxD90aa8V4Fzqb" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2644759080665126957-3144896256456031559?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/3144896256456031559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/mais-um-dia-carnaval.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/3144896256456031559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/3144896256456031559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/mais-um-dia-carnaval.html' title='Mais um dia carnaval...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-7322903615638213866</id><published>2011-03-04T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:57:25.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;E o carnaval chegou... Folia!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTNydC-QF-vcsdEWAIBzD7Xr6nm4SvuA0AaO1MbwD4X-fClndcP_A" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Folia?? Que folia que nada!! Eu quero mais é cama e sossego!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;E um pouco de internet que afinal... Ninguém é de ferro e rir um pouco faz pra bem pra saúde!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Claro que já separei uns filminhos básicos para assistir... Todos sem pipoca e sem refri! Preciso perder os kilinhos que ganhei com todo esse arroz e feijão!! hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Já comecei com um filminho de mulherzinha para adoçar a sexta-feira... A casa do lago. Mega&amp;nbsp;romântico e isso também faz bem pra alma, não é mesmo? Já que não tem romance real... Que ao menos haja romance na TV!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR4bwn2u_tXeqqwNP9oA5Sd7XSAOfraO_1S7XiNlgdJEA28fwJI" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Hoje o tempo esteve chuvoso o dia todo e agora à noite a chuva continua... E tá batendo aquele friozinho bão pra ficar na cama. Peter Tosh, meu macho fiel, já se aninhou ao meu lado e dorme como se estivesse em coma profundo... Nem a minha tosse de cachorro consegue acordar esse gato preguiçoso que eu tanto amo!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;O meu sono que faz tempo que não chega tão cedo... Também parece dar sinal de vida!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;É... tudo parece se encaixar para eu ter bela, chuvosa e tranquila sexta de carnaval na cama!!! Ô vida boa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img 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title='Carnaval...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-1721925695443942133</id><published>2011-03-03T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T12:01:05.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vantagens de se dormir sozinha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vantagens de se dormir sozinha... É... Existe uma vantagem em se dormir sozinha... E não é só o espaço, ta???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Desde que voltei da Africa que como arroz e feijão sem parar... Claro que engordei uns quilinhos com tanta comilança. Mas à noite é que eu vejo o quanto de feijão eu realmente comi e é nessa hora que eu digo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;_ Obrigado Senhor por dormir sozinha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Putz... É muito peido pra um criatura tão pequena!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pior é que eu mesma morro de rir... Choro de rir quando o barulho assusta os gatos! Kkkkkkkk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;E mais uma vez eu agradeço:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;­_ Valeu meu Deus por dormir sozinha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Imagina se eu dormisse com alguém... Lá teria eu que sair da cama, ir ao banheiro, trancar a porta, apertar a bunda e rezar pro pum sair silencioso... E se o pum fosse barulhento?? Lá teria eu que sair do banheiro pedindo a Deus que não tivesse sido ruidoso o suficiente pra o namorado ter escutado do quarto... Ou então teria que rezar pra que não fosse fedido o suficiente pra o futum não sair do banheiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas sozinha... Ah... Sozinha!! Pode-se peidar fedido, barulhento, só de puf que tanto faz... E o melhor que a gente ri do próprio peido e ninguém reclama!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ainda bem que pra tudo na vida existe um lado bom... Pois aí está um lado bom de dormir sozinha!! O feijão tá liberado... E o peido também!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTeyAZERPzF3WEvLbFzuxL_NMeDzYKryd6pHbn-yLGhGEukfYdRKE-80sf00Q" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-1721925695443942133?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/1721925695443942133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/vantagens-de-se-dormir-sozinha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1721925695443942133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1721925695443942133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/03/vantagens-de-se-dormir-sozinha.html' title='Vantagens de se dormir sozinha...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-2572069022771349841</id><published>2011-02-09T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T13:15:59.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltando a vida normal!!!</title><content type='html'>De volta ao mundo real...&lt;br /&gt;As aulas recomeçam pra valer na próxima semana... Mas já tenho ficado aqui na escola!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta do céu de Cape Town... Até das minhas longas caminhadas até o ponto para pegar a van... Eu tenho sentido saudade!!! Embora tudo fosse meio surreal! Mas de longe foi a melhor experiência que&lt;br /&gt;já tive em minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;De volta ao mundo real...&lt;br /&gt;Pense numa dificuldade pra levantar de manhã! Pense numa preguiça de voltar ao trabalho... Apesar de eu adorar isso aqui. Isso aqui porque ainda estou na escola. E hoje é até às 21h... Afffff Quando tem aluno é bom... Mas ficar à toa... É PHODA!&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que semana que vem as aulas recomeçam de vez e não terei muito tempo livre para pensar em Cape Town!!&lt;br /&gt;19:05... Ainda falta um bocado!&lt;br /&gt;Putz... Tá um ventinho gostoso e uma rede aqui caia bem!!! hihihihihihihihihihi Acho que vai chover! As nuvens estão escuras e sabe aquele cheirinho de chuva?!! Pois é...&lt;br /&gt;Vou nessa que o Túlio tá me alugando.. querendo me dar muito trabalho e pouco &amp;nbsp;dinheiro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT_7toui9Fpcr0Q_G6e0zvTvlRQ2bOWzBJkXfPGh-BA9KxddDFuBA" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-2572069022771349841?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/2572069022771349841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/02/voltando-vida-normal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2572069022771349841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2572069022771349841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/02/voltando-vida-normal.html' title='Voltando a vida normal!!!'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-3167020893874445137</id><published>2011-02-06T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T15:41:31.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acabou o que era doce!</title><content type='html'>As férias acabaram!!! Snif Snif&lt;br /&gt;Putz... O trem foi tão bão que nem lembrei que tinha blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8s2YIVMII/AAAAAAAABmU/Qd14FKKVM3s/s1600/DSC00646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8s2YIVMII/AAAAAAAABmU/Qd14FKKVM3s/s320/DSC00646.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa foto é de Robben Island onde Mandela passou 27 anos na prisão... Quem vê esse cenário não imagina o sofrimento de quem esteve preso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8tkA3PbuI/AAAAAAAABmY/wCXk57ZV9Bg/s1600/DSC00684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8tkA3PbuI/AAAAAAAABmY/wCXk57ZV9Bg/s320/DSC00684.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma de Robben Island...&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8t7YSuqFI/AAAAAAAABmc/kohdwQG6eoo/s1600/DSC00662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8t7YSuqFI/AAAAAAAABmc/kohdwQG6eoo/s320/DSC00662.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguma semelhança???? rs&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8usAz26nI/AAAAAAAABmg/fGUs1NaQYr4/s1600/DSC00587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8usAz26nI/AAAAAAAABmg/fGUs1NaQYr4/s320/DSC00587.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto de turista bobo!! rs&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8uxN1qjLI/AAAAAAAABmk/50sl3OThlKc/s1600/DSC00600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8uxN1qjLI/AAAAAAAABmk/50sl3OThlKc/s320/DSC00600.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma de turista!!&lt;br /&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8vImCoVCI/AAAAAAAABms/rZXwy-Eymbc/s1600/DSC00614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8vImCoVCI/AAAAAAAABms/rZXwy-Eymbc/s320/DSC00614.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;Quero Voltar!!!&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8v3grj1BI/AAAAAAAABmw/tsBpNqRpV4o/s1600/Cabo+da+boa+esperan%25C3%25A7a...+Mostrando+a+dire%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o+do+Rio.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8v3grj1BI/AAAAAAAABmw/tsBpNqRpV4o/s320/Cabo+da+boa+esperan%25C3%25A7a...+Mostrando+a+dire%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o+do+Rio.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;Foi muito bom!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8wtyBblXI/AAAAAAAABm4/0JWcJhg3dSo/s1600/DSC00817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8wtyBblXI/AAAAAAAABm4/0JWcJhg3dSo/s320/DSC00817.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;Mas... A farra acabou!!! :o(&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8xWbkUmsI/AAAAAAAABm8/w4mRSY_htyI/s1600/DSC01332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8xWbkUmsI/AAAAAAAABm8/w4mRSY_htyI/s320/DSC01332.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;E amanhã... De volta ao trampo!!!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8wPCDy20I/AAAAAAAABm0/EZIuz80CAmQ/s1600/DSC01609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8wPCDy20I/AAAAAAAABm0/EZIuz80CAmQ/s320/DSC01609.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;See you!!!&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/2644759080665126957-3167020893874445137?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/3167020893874445137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/02/acabou-o-que-era-doce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/3167020893874445137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/3167020893874445137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/02/acabou-o-que-era-doce.html' title='Acabou o que era doce!'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TU8s2YIVMII/AAAAAAAABmU/Qd14FKKVM3s/s72-c/DSC00646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-6599952994698613890</id><published>2011-01-03T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T11:18:34.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dia 1º de janeiro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nada pior do que chegar a um lugar desconhecido com um bando de gente que fala um inglês muito do enrolado... Affff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas em contra partida o pessoal daqui é mega simpático&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;e são muito prestativos também!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Logo de cara o negão do check in me perguntou se eu queria casar com ele e insistiu para me passar os telefones dele... hahahahaha Já cheguei arrasando!! Negão gosta mesmo de gordinha!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Saí do balcão sorrindo e gargalhando por dentro!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ai se em Brasília fosse assim! Eu já havia desencalhado faz tempo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vamos ver se Cape Town eu também vou fazer sucesso!! Hihihiihihihihihihihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Notícias do vôo... Peguei uma janelinha básica e ninguém ao meu lado... E com essas perninhas curtinhas eu me entortei toda e dormi... Cara, devo ter roncado horrores e acordei com o comissário de bordo me cutucando e me perguntando se eu queria café da manhã... Quase que eu falei pra ele: _ Negão que quero é dólar pra comprar 10 litros de red door!!! Se pica com esse breakfast... Mas eu só pensei! Não falei... Sorri e peguei o grogue! Um ovo sem graça com pão gelado e uma saladinha de fruta sem vergonha... Mas melhor isso que aquele nutri da gol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tá começando a chegar gente aqui no portão de embarque... tem pelo menos uns 3 a 4 brasileiros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas no vôo pra cá só tinha brasileiro... Eita raça barulhenta e baguceira... Não que eu seja a Rainha do Ceará... Mas vamos maneirar, Né?? Por essas e outras que todo estrangeiro fala de Brasileiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas voltando ao assunto... Tô doida pra contar pra mamis e pro Raih do meu pedido de casamento!! Hahahahahaha Não consigo parar rir.. Só paro pra espirrar e assoar o nariz... Não sei se essa porra é gripe ou alergia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Acho que vão começar a chamar pra a fase final... Cape town!!! Vou nessa!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Beijocas&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;a todos... Muita saudade!! Muita saudade mesmo... E hoje é só o primeiro dia longe... Affff... E a besta aqui queria ficar 8 semanas... Ainda bem que mudei de idéia!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;More kisses... See you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-6599952994698613890?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/6599952994698613890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/01/dia-1-de-janeiro.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6599952994698613890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6599952994698613890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2011/01/dia-1-de-janeiro.html' title='dia 1º de janeiro...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-8013490496437144265</id><published>2010-12-27T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T13:47:20.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Depois de hibernar por uns tempos... Acho que estou acordando!&lt;br /&gt;Putz... O final do ano está chegando... Assim como a minha viagem à WakaWaka! rs&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não arrumei a mala e sequer separei as roupas que levarei! Tudo comigo na última hora... Jesus me acode!&lt;br /&gt;Os cabelos ainda esperam para serem pintados e as unhas esperam a manicure para quinta-feira!&lt;br /&gt;Estou começando a ficar ansiosa! Sabe aquele friozinho na barriga?!! Pois é!! Próxima segunda já estarei dando notícias da Africa!&lt;br /&gt;Mas antes de ir preciso fazer um enterro simbólico ou literal mesmo de algumas coisas! Já separei algumas fotos que estão prestes a virar cinza... E deixar 2010 para trás e sequer pensar em olhar pra trás!!!&lt;br /&gt;Agora é só pra frente! Cadê o cal pra jogar nas cinzas???&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto escrevo escuto minhas músicas dos anos 80 e os gatos pulam pela cama e Peter brinca com meus cabelos!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Coisas boas em 2010... Peter e meus cabelos que cresceram! Marcelo e Raih! Nando e Tuti! Minha nova profissão! Minha viagem para encerrar o ao com chave de ouro! Muitas coisas boas aconteceram... Essas eu vou guardar num bauzinho aqui dentro do coração! Mas o resto... Fogueira Santa nelas!!&lt;br /&gt;Bem... Vou começar a separar as roupas e confirmar o clima em capetown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Cidade do Cabo, África do Sul: Cape Point" src="http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/01/8e/72/76/cape-point.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero tirar a minha própria foto em breve!!!&lt;br /&gt;See you, guys!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy New year to everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-8013490496437144265?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/8013490496437144265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/depois-de-hibernar-por-uns-tempos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/8013490496437144265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/8013490496437144265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/depois-de-hibernar-por-uns-tempos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-2530401499420437543</id><published>2010-12-16T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:28:21.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Que ódio!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Sabe quando você pensa que uma pessoa morreu e ela está viva??? Daí você se dá conta que essa pessoa não te procurou porque não quis mesmo?? Se bem que você sabia disso o tempo todo mais não queria acreditar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Que merda!!! Que ódio!!! Que burra! !! Que besta!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Mas mulher é um bichinho burro, às vezes!!!! Mulher não! EU SOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;É dele mesmo que estou falando... Cretino do Ano... Júlio César!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Na verdade a cretina sou eu que ainda esperava alguma coisa, não é mesmo??? É, claro que é!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Mas acho que agora o meu juízo voltou!!! Assim espero!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ai que ódio!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Se ele ao menos ele estivesse morto... às lágrimas que derramei teriam tido alguma serventia!! Mas esse PUTO está vivinho da silva!! Merda!! Merda!! Merda²&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ai Jesus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Como pude ser tão idiota???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Se apaixona besta!!! Vai que é mole!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Como a gente faz pra fechar o coração, hein??? Eu queria fechar o meu... Nem que fosse pra balanço!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;E por mais que eu odeie&amp;nbsp;admitir... Eu ainda amo esse merda! Que ódio!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Acho que preciso ouvir mais Cher... Strong Enough!! Preciso dormir escutando essa música!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ou melhor eu poderia entrar no clip de It´s rainning men.... E deitar numa cama redonda enquanto homens de sunga dançam em volta.... Seria hilário!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Cadê o módulo Maria de Fátima, cacete??? Alguém sabe onde ligo esse porra de botão????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ai ai ai ai... Que raiva!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ainda bem que já está passando! Eu e Manu estamos aqui sem fazer porra nenhuma, ouvindo música e rindo um bocado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TQqEIA9TMWI/AAAAAAAABlw/6tO0dh9ulZI/s1600/burro11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TQqEIA9TMWI/AAAAAAAABlw/6tO0dh9ulZI/s320/burro11.jpg" width="295" /&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/2644759080665126957-2530401499420437543?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/2530401499420437543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/que-odio-sabe-quando-voce-pensa-que-uma.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2530401499420437543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2530401499420437543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/que-odio-sabe-quando-voce-pensa-que-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TQqEIA9TMWI/AAAAAAAABlw/6tO0dh9ulZI/s72-c/burro11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-7241388846122939088</id><published>2010-12-13T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T06:48:12.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem dado e nem emprestado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Nem dado e nem emprestado!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Engraçado como algumas coisas acontecem... Ou apenas NÃO acontecem em minha vida!! Não posso negar que venho me tornando uma boa moça!! Vou à missa, faço meu trabalho na igreja e ainda comungo!! Algumas almas estão saindo do inferno por conta disso!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Não que eu seja má... Mas ser dedicada a Igreja nunca foi a minha praia! Eu era muito dedicada a Igreja de Nossa Senhora da Pimenta do Reino, Né Raih??? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas de um tempo pra cá, &amp;nbsp;eu realmente tenho andado na linha!!! O que tem feito mamys mega feliz!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Bom... A questão é que eu tenho conversado com o cara lá de cima e sempre que aparece alguma situação em que, por algum motivo, eu fico na duvida... A situação simplesmente não acontece!!! Hihihihihihihihihihi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ou seja... Eu não dei e nem emprestei no sábado!! O Carinha sumiu!!! Kkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Isso é de Deus ou praga de algum ex namorado??? RS Vai saber!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas o melhor de tudo é que estou de boa!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Tenho levado uma vida de ursa... Bom, pelo menos aos finais de semana... Durmo e faço meus trabalhos na Igreja... E como eu DURMO!!! Peloamordedeus!!!! Eu e Popins vamos ganhar o prêmio de dorminhocas do mês de dezembro!!! RS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E meu niver tá chegando e Waka Waka tbm!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Fiz uma prévia do convite e o Raih vai ajeitar...E com certeza será no karaokê!!! Cantar pra espantar a idade!!! Hihihhihihihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TQYxeeDuY1I/AAAAAAAABls/9AGzIFrHNeM/s1600/karaoke1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TQYxeeDuY1I/AAAAAAAABls/9AGzIFrHNeM/s1600/karaoke1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/2644759080665126957-7241388846122939088?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/7241388846122939088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/nem-dado-e-nem-emprestado.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/7241388846122939088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/7241388846122939088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/nem-dado-e-nem-emprestado.html' title='Nem dado e nem emprestado...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TQYxeeDuY1I/AAAAAAAABls/9AGzIFrHNeM/s72-c/karaoke1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-6480022041320245208</id><published>2010-12-11T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T02:43:09.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dar ou não dar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c00000; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Nem lembro se já falei disso... Devo ter falado... Mas hoje tá faltando assunto!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Então... Começa sempre do mesmo jeito!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Um cara grandão e careca... hahahahahaha É engraçado mas é verdade! Adoro homens altos e com a cabeça raspada... Se fizer algum tipo de luta então... Ai!! Eu me desmonto toda!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Mas vamos lá!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Como eu sou uma pessoa muito eclética!!! Hihihihihihihihi Ele é meu número... Como todos que passaram pela minha vida!!! Ainda bem que meu número vai variando conforme meu humor e vontade de estar ou não com alguém!!! Hihihihihihihihihihi &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Olha a Maria de Fátima aí gente!!! Ela baixou!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;No momento tem um desses... Alto, 1,90, sorriso lindo e faz luta... Ai... Só de pensar é de tirar o fôlego! Eita que eu escalo esse grandão sozinha!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Mas a questão é:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Dar ou não dar???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ele é gato, educado, lindo, diz que é divorciado... Mas vai saber! ? Eu posso DIZER que sou magra, alta e sou uma advogada mega milionária que assim como a Narcisa, eu &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;jogo Ipods pela janela. Kkkkkkkkkkkkkk Vai saber?! A gente fala o que quer, não é mesmo!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Então... Segundo o Raih... Não é para dar... É para emprestar e depois&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;lavar direitinho!! Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Mas nesse aspecto meu lado Pollyana anda ligado no máximo!!! Estou até comungando na igreja... Olha que boazinha que eu ando!!! Será que vou escapar do inferno???? Hahahahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Disso eu ainda não sei... Mas acho que devo passar pouco tempo no limbo! Hihihihihihihi OU não!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Mas seja como for!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Melhor eu sossegar e não dar e nem emprestar!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O Valeu muito obrigada mais agora virei PUTA fica legal só quando canto com Nando mesmo!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E de qualquer forma eu vou viajar &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;e melhor viajar com o coração de boa do que viajar com ele partido... Como se esse bendito já estivesse de boa, né??? O Cretino do ano realmente conseguiu fazer um estrago aqui nesse peito!! E com a confiança que eu ainda tinha nas pessoas!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Meu Deus... Agora estou tendo crises de personalidade... Quando ser Pollyana e quando ser Maria de Fátima??????&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Socorro!!!!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Na dúvida, melhor continuar como Dona Leka mesmo!!! Meio bestona, meio esperta, meio tonta, meio chata, muito legal, meio psico, meio doida, meio sã ... Além de simpática, educada, inteligente e encantadora!! Ah... E modesta!!! Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E viva eu e meu jeito bobo de viver... E lá sigo eu cantando, rindo, chorando, soltando um palavrão e outro ali... Às vezes um monte de uma vez só!!! Mas sempre seguindo em frente e com os melhores e maiores amigos do mundo!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Friends, amo vocês!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2644759080665126957-6480022041320245208?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/6480022041320245208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/dar-ou-nao-dar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6480022041320245208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6480022041320245208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/dar-ou-nao-dar.html' title='Dar ou não dar...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-2848411886610381496</id><published>2010-12-10T02:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T02:38:55.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o tempo tá passando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje já é dia 10 de dezembro... Putz... O tempo tá voando! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;Meus 38 estão chegando... Minha viagem também!! Waka Waka!! RS &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Estou contando os dias, as horas, os segundos e já estou com saudades da mamis, dos homens da minha vida... Raih, Marcelo e Nando, da Poppins e do Peter, da doida da Mel, dos meus alunos, do meu trabalho... Do Mauro Cabeção hihihihihihihihihihi, da Igreja... De tudo!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ainda bem que serão apenas 4 semanas... Se fossem 8 como eu estava planejando eu já estaria morrendo de chorar de saudade de tudo e de todos!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Não posso negar que até do cretino do ano eu estou sentindo saudade... Sei que mereço uma surra por conta disso! Mas até nele eu ando pensando... Mesmo sabendo que nem quando ele faz o Nº 2 ele pensa em mim!! Besta mesmo!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Cadê a Maria de Fátima no módulo máximo?????&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Vamos começar a bater os tambores e a girar pra ver se ela desce logo... Porque ainda tô com o Pollyana no ON!! Merda!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Acho que vou ser assim a vida toda... Mas esperar o que&amp;nbsp; de alguém que acredita em Papai Noel?!!! É verdade! Eu acredito!!! Não em Príncipes Encantados... Mas em Papai Noel eu acredito sim!!! Aposto que Maria de Fátima não acreditaria nele!!!! Hihihihihihihihihi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ai ai!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Seja como for... O tempo está passando rápido demais... E como Cazuza cantava... O tempo não para! E não para mesmo!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E por falar em cantar... Vamos comemorar meu niver cantando! Já que quem canta os males espanta... Vamos ver se espantamos a idade também... Mas se a gente não conseguir espantar os 38... Ao menos vamos nos divertir e rir pra caramba!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #1f497d; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2644759080665126957-2848411886610381496?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/2848411886610381496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-tempo-ta-passando.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2848411886610381496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2848411886610381496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-tempo-ta-passando.html' title='o tempo tá passando...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-7597873713823922778</id><published>2010-12-09T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T07:11:28.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sempre a boa amiga... Nunca a namorada!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sempre a boa amiga... Nunca a namorada!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Que raios ser boazinha!!! Ser boazinha ou ser má?? Quais as vantagens??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Ser boazinha te leva pro céu!! Ser má te leva pro inferno e para todos e qualquer lugar interessante!!!!! Inferno??? Mas e daí??? A gente não deve aproveitar o presente?!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Tô cansada de ser sempre a boa amiga, a amiga divertida, a amiga fiel... Nunca a namorada! Quer saber... Ser boazinha é uma merda!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Quem tem namorado?? As más!! Aquelas que são egoístas, tratam namorados como cachorros e só se importam com o próprio umbigo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Vou virar uma cachorra pra arrumar namorado!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Cansei!!! É sempre a mesma história! Na hora em que o trem aperta... Alê, você consegue quebrar essa pra mim? Alê, me dá uma carona? Alê, paga dessa vez??? E a BESTA aqui.... Sempre com um sorriso na cara e dizendo sim que nem uma vaquinha de presépio!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Vaquinha não... Vacona!! Que vai ser burra assim na caixa prego!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Será que tem jeito pra mim ou vou morrer besta desse jeito!!???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Mania que eu tenho de acreditar em todo mundo! Todo mundo é bom e legal até me sacanear feio e me deixar chorando... Pior é que se pedir desculpas... Eu ainda vou aceitar e acreditar que não foi por querer!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Agora me diz??? Sou uma BESTA mesmo!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Vou desligar meu módulo Pollyana e ligar meu módulo Maria de Fátima no máximo!!!! Eu sou RICA e MÁ!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Bom... Vou tentar, né??? hihihhihihhihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TQDwaG_TI8I/AAAAAAAABlo/uSMGswdqg2A/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TQDwaG_TI8I/AAAAAAAABlo/uSMGswdqg2A/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&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/2644759080665126957-7597873713823922778?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/7597873713823922778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/sempre-boa-amiga-nunca-namorada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/7597873713823922778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/7597873713823922778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/sempre-boa-amiga-nunca-namorada.html' title='Sempre a boa amiga... Nunca a namorada!!'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TQDwaG_TI8I/AAAAAAAABlo/uSMGswdqg2A/s72-c/images+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-6190556933054084929</id><published>2010-12-03T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T15:33:35.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calcinhas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Sempre que pensamos em calcinhas pensamos em algo sexy, pequeno e de renda, Né?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Bom... depende! Há tanto tempo sem namorado me dei conta que minhas calcinhas são engraçadas!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Tem calcinha de florzinha, de vaquinha, de carinha, cores estranhas como laranja, roxa e outras bem nada interessantes... as básicas de algodão cor da pele! Segundo o Raih, o corta tesão de qualquer homem! Imagine uma de vaquinha!!! RS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Me diverti analisando as calcinhas!! Tô ficando aquelas tias velhas que usam calcinhas engraçadas!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Mas olhando na fundo na gaveta achei umas calcinhas fio dental e resolvi colocar uma! Eu pensei... Não tem ninguém pra mostrar, mas e daí ? Vamos usar esse trem pequeno!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Na hora eu coloquei e beleza! Até que ficou bonitinho!! E lá saí com minha calcinha fio dental!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Fui ao restaurante japonês com um amigo... Já quando sentei, senti um certo desconforto... O trem tava incomodando! E enquanto eu comia sushi e ouvia o Fred falar eu pensava: Cacete, pra que eu fui colocar essa bosta ?? Mas tudo bem mantive&amp;nbsp; a posse, comi sushi e a bunda dando sinal de desconforto... Até pensei em ir ao banheiro e tirar a bendita mas, eu estava de saia e naquelas mesinhas baixinhas... Seria bem pior ficar sem calcinha naquele momento!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Tive uma conversa mental com minha bunda e ela resolveu esperar mas um cadinho... Mas implorando para que eu acabasse com aquele suplício!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Na hora em que o Fred falou VAMOS??? Mais que depressa me levantei, peguei a bolsa e disse Agora!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Quando deixei o Fred em casa... A primeira coisa que fiz foi puxar aquela porcaria e joguei atrás do banco! Nossa!!! Que alívio! Acho que minha bunda agradece até hoje!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;É lógico que quando eu cheguei em casa o furico tava assado e fui dormir com talquinho na bunda! E esqueci completamente da calcinha no carro!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Esses dias minha mãe, que tem mania catar o lixo do meu carro... Puxou a calcinha!! Que mico!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;E para explicar&amp;nbsp; a situação!!! Na verdade nem eu lembrava de como aquela calcinha fio dental dos infernos havia parado ali... Só depois de quase uma semana é que fui lembrar! Mico dobrado!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Mas o negócio é o seguinte... Mesmo não tendo nada de sexy, nada de rendas... e tbm nada de namorado... Eu gosto mesmo é das minhas calcinhas de algodão e cheias de bichinhos e carinhas... Especialmente as de vaquinha!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;E cada qual com suas loucuras e manias!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;O importante é ser feliz, não mesmo???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Claro que é!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPl98J_FtxI/AAAAAAAABlk/Xri1C8Irzw4/s1600/HOP3786F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPl98J_FtxI/AAAAAAAABlk/Xri1C8Irzw4/s1600/HOP3786F.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="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;P.S. Essa bunda não é minha!!! hihhihihihi&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/2644759080665126957-6190556933054084929?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/6190556933054084929/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/calcinhas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6190556933054084929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6190556933054084929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/12/calcinhas.html' title='Calcinhas...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPl98J_FtxI/AAAAAAAABlk/Xri1C8Irzw4/s72-c/HOP3786F.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-6293467091453682156</id><published>2010-11-29T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T14:55:02.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>solidão entre 4 paredes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Hoje eu li um texto que falava de solidão entre paredes. Caracas... É o que estamos vivendo! Vivemos em um mundo extremamente egoísta... Cada qual em seu mundinho com suas próprias regras! A cada dia mais e mais fechados e menos preocupados com o próximo e mais preocupados e entretidos com o próprio umbigo. Que triste isso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Mais triste é que me dei conta de que tenho feito isso! Pouco tenho saído, ando meio reclusa em meu mundinho e muito preocupada com meu próprio umbiguinho!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Bom... Eu faço trabalho voluntário aos finais de semana na igreja! Mas me dei conta que esse trabalho é mais pra eu me sentir bem do que para fazer bem para alguém... Egoísta, não é mesmo?? Sim... Demais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Estranho a maneira como vamos nos fechando e deixando de acreditar &amp;nbsp;nas pessoas... Mas também... É tanta porrada, é tanta mentira que não dá vontade mesmo de acreditar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Por que é fácil mentir que falar a verdade?? Por que é mais fácil iludir do que ser sincero?? É por isso que nos fechamos e criamos nosso mundinho paralelo???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Quanto mais conheço as pessoas... Mais eu prefiro conviver com meus gatos e a doida da Mel, a poodle daqui de casa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Mas no meio disso tudo eu ainda tenho pessoas em quem acreditar e devotar meu carinho e amizade... Raih, Marcelo, Nando e um carinha muito fofo que me dá altos esporros mas eu me amarro nele... Mauro Cabeção!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPQu6XrWxHI/AAAAAAAABlg/ZcvyuzR8eAM/s1600/pare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPQu6XrWxHI/AAAAAAAABlg/ZcvyuzR8eAM/s1600/pare.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A minha frase dia foi: Parem o mundo que eu quero descer!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2644759080665126957-6293467091453682156?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/6293467091453682156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/11/solidao-entre-4-paredes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6293467091453682156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6293467091453682156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/11/solidao-entre-4-paredes.html' title='solidão entre 4 paredes...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPQu6XrWxHI/AAAAAAAABlg/ZcvyuzR8eAM/s72-c/pare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-436838601599855266</id><published>2010-11-29T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T05:18:39.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mesma coisa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Eu sei que sempre falo a mesma coisa... mas são coisas que sinto e que vivo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E a lá vai a mesma e velha pergunta de sempre... Por que os homens não querem namorar??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Todos querem te comer e nada mais!! E às vezes nem te chamam par um jantar para fingir interesse... Já vão direto ao assunto!! Que raiva!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Essa semana eu passei hibernando e quando não estava na cama roncando eu estava na igreja fazendo meu trabalho voluntário e diminuindo meu tempo no limbo!! Pelo menos é essa minha intenção com esses trabalhos! Espero que o Cara lá de Cima esteja controlando meu horário de trabalho voluntário!!! hihihihihi Se não estiver... Afff! Tô no sal!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Meu vizinho, Seu João, uma gracinha de pessoa! Me mandou rezar pra Santo Expedito pra arrumar um namorado!!! Mas putz! Santo Expedito é o Santo das coisas Impossíveis!!! O trem deve estar bravo mesmo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Lá na Igreja me mandaram rezar pra Nossa Senhora do Carmo, outras tiazinhas mandaram rezar pra são José... São tantos Santos que se eu fosse rezar pra todos eles eu passaria quase 4 horas só pedindo a Santo um namorado!!! hihihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas resolvi encurtar a oração da noite e peço pra Deus e pra todos os Santos uma força pra arrumar um namorado!! Assim eu não passo tanto tempo falando nome de Santo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas seja como for... O trem tá difícil!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas eu sou BRASILEIRA!!!! E como todo mundo já sabe.... Eu não desisto NUNCA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Se bem que tenho uma sogra!! Só falta o filho dela me aceitar como namorada!!! hihihihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Devo conhecer meu namorado no carnaval!!! Se o filho for legal como a Mãe... Já estou comprometida!!! hihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas enquanto o namorado não vem... A caminha é quente, o edredom é quentinho e Peter e Poppins me fazem companhia nos dias de chuva e frio... Dias perfeitos para pipoca e dvd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas acho que essa nostalgia toda é por conta de dezembro que está chegando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ainda bem que dezembro eu terei muita coisa para colocar em ordem e me preparar para a viagem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Acho que será bom passar um tempo longe... Mesmo que seja pouco tempo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E como fala o Raih... Ligando Polliana no módulo maxi e vamos que vamos! Falta pouco para o ano acabar!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPOmZMclVZI/AAAAAAAABlc/4O5BlXjWyhA/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPOmZMclVZI/AAAAAAAABlc/4O5BlXjWyhA/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&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/2644759080665126957-436838601599855266?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/436838601599855266/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-sei-que-sempre-falo-mesma-coisa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/436838601599855266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/436838601599855266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-sei-que-sempre-falo-mesma-coisa.html' title='A mesma coisa...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPOmZMclVZI/AAAAAAAABlc/4O5BlXjWyhA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-633445219397251964</id><published>2010-11-26T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T14:41:50.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Você vai passar também!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Hoje lembrei de você... Fechei os olhos e foi como se você estivesse aqui. Por um segundo eu quase pude te abraçar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Eu sei que não deveria mais pensar em você... Mas não pude evitar! E então eu chorei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O amor que tento esquecer ainda está aqui ou pelo menos uma parte dele... Uma grande parte devo adimitir!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mauro que não leia isso, né amigão??? Se ler... Vou levar uns puxões de orelha! Na verdade... Nando, Raih e Marcelo tbm vão querer puxar minhas orelhas!! Vai faltar orelha!!! hihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Coisas de mulherzinha! Odeio me sentir assim... Meio frágil, meio chorona, meio carente, meio triste e meio sem rumo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Na verdade rumo até que tenho e é bem longe daqui... Talvez assim esse amor passe, talvez outro amor aconteça... Quem sabe???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Nobody knows!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas enquanto essa dor não passa... enquanto não tem ninguém pra me abraçar ou me dar mão... Vou cuidando dos gatos, dos alunos, ajeitando os preparativos para viagem, vendo lugares para visitar, vendo como está o clima... Vendo que roupas levar e ocupando a cabeça com os trabalhos voluntários da igreja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas como meu avô dizia... E o Raih sempre fala: Tudo na vida é passageiro... Menos o motorista e o trocador!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E assim eu e meu coração burro e meu cérebro demente... Vamos vivendo! Sorrindo, chorando, caindo, levantando, sonhando, soltando uns palavrões uma vez ou outra... Uns dias passam bem, outros não tão bem assim... Mas passam! E você vai passar também!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPA3HKx5EtI/AAAAAAAABlY/3G5Y3JwjmtI/s1600/coracao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPA3HKx5EtI/AAAAAAAABlY/3G5Y3JwjmtI/s320/coracao.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-633445219397251964?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/633445219397251964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/11/voce-vai-passar-tambem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/633445219397251964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/633445219397251964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/11/voce-vai-passar-tambem.html' title='Você vai passar também!!!'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TPA3HKx5EtI/AAAAAAAABlY/3G5Y3JwjmtI/s72-c/coracao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-2954840529979013019</id><published>2010-11-23T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:31:35.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 está chegando ao fim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Final do ano está chegando! Caramba! Passou tão rápido e tanta coisa aconteceu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O que eu acho de mais bacana do final de ano é que vem um ano novinho em folha pra gente começar uma nova história, começar um novo amor, fazer coisas diferentes ou iguais mas de novas maneiras... Sei lá!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O clima é diferente... Uma sensação de que a vida se renova e que você pode deixar seus erros para trás e recomeçar... Até porque a vida só acaba quando a gente morre... Até &amp;nbsp;lá é uma sucessão de recomeços, erros, acertos, quedas e sacudidas de poeira!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Esse ano foi bom pra mim... Mudei radicalmente de profissão o que foi ótimo e gratificante! Me apaixonei loucamente por um cretino egoísta (essa foi a parte mais ou menos)... Sim, Júlio César vai ganhar o prêmio Cretino Egoísta do Ano... O coração ainda está um tanto machucado mas olha o ano novo aí para ele começar bem curadinho e &amp;nbsp;pronto para amar de novo... De preferência um cara legal, sincero, que tenha palavra e cumpra o que fala! Bom... Nos dias de hoje eu acho pouco provável eu encontrar alguém legal e que realmente valha a pena abrir esse velho coração... Mas não custa nada ter esperanças que um cara bacana possa aparecer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Se bem que eu tenho uns 3 caras maravilhosos e mega perfeitos... Tão perfeitosque são gays!!! hihihihihihihihihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E com certeza eles alegraram meu 2010 que mal posso descrever o quanto eu os amo!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Raih, Nando e Marcelo... Vocês são os homens da vida!!! Sem vocês eu não vivo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E tem o Peter... O Macho fiel que sempre pedi a Deus... Só esqueci de especificar a raça do gato fiel... Porque Deus me mandou literalmente um gato... Mr. Peter Tosh... Amor de minha vida... Ele e a Poppins... Minha gata mal humorada que eu tbm amo mais que tudo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Tenho alunos lindos e adoráveis que me fazer rir demais e me fazem sentir a Tia mais feliz do mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Entre coisas boas e más... As boas sempre ganham!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E assim vamos caminhando para o final de 2010 e nos preparando para começar 2011 cheios de esperança, novos planos, novos desejos e sonhos!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TOwyYTQSW4I/AAAAAAAABlU/PPR8lt7iyKU/s1600/sonhos_sonhos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TOwyYTQSW4I/AAAAAAAABlU/PPR8lt7iyKU/s400/sonhos_sonhos.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-2954840529979013019?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/2954840529979013019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/11/2010-esta-chegando-ao-fim.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2954840529979013019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2954840529979013019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/11/2010-esta-chegando-ao-fim.html' title='2010 está chegando ao fim...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TOwyYTQSW4I/AAAAAAAABlU/PPR8lt7iyKU/s72-c/sonhos_sonhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-8670196059311959138</id><published>2010-10-03T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T18:47:01.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I´m not that girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; padding-right: 160px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #ff6600; font-size: 17.5pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-transform: none;"&gt;I'm Not That Girl&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #b7b700; font-size: 13.5pt; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/wicked/" id="identificador_artista" style="color: #b7b700; font-size: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none; text-transform: none;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #999999; display: block; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 420px;"&gt;Composição: Stephen Schwatrz&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt" style="height: 500px; margin-left: 140px; min-height: 500px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; width: 683px;"&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra" style="font-size: 13px; height: 260px; min-height: 260px; padding-right: 400px;"&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; font-size: 13px; 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;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Hands touch, eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;Sudden silence, sudden heat&lt;br /&gt;Hearts leap in a giddy whirl&lt;br /&gt;He could be that boy&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not that girl:&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; font-size: 13px; 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;Don't dream too far&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose sight of who you are&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember that rush of joy&lt;br /&gt;He could be that boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl&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; font-size: 13px; 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;Ev'ry so often we long to steal&lt;br /&gt;To the land of what-might-have-been&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't soften the ache we feel&lt;br /&gt;When reality sets back in&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; font-size: 13px; 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;Blithe smile, lithe limb&lt;br /&gt;She who's winsome, she wins him&lt;br /&gt;Gold hair with a gentle curl&lt;br /&gt;That's the girl he chose&lt;br /&gt;And Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl:&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; font-size: 13px; 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;Don't wish, don't start&lt;br /&gt;Wishing only wounds the heart&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl&lt;br /&gt;There's a girl I know&lt;br /&gt;He loves her so&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; 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font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 23px; line-height: 26px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-8670196059311959138?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/8670196059311959138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-que-leva-alguem-magoar-gratuitamente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/8670196059311959138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/8670196059311959138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-que-leva-alguem-magoar-gratuitamente.html' title='I´m not that girl...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-1728743123287262652</id><published>2010-09-22T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T19:59:29.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que me faz feliz??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Estava aqui pensando o que é realmente importante em minha vida???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Falta do que fazer é foda!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas vamos lá!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Essa semana eu me surpreendi com os elogios que recebi de meus alunos... Inclusive um por escrito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Nossa... Percebi, mais uma vez... Que o que importa nessa vida é o carinho, é o amor que damos e recebemos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;É incrível o poder de um elogio, de um sorriso, de um abraço! Na verdade... O &amp;nbsp;poder que a criança tem de trazer tanta alegria as nossas vida... Ou pelo menos em minha vida, já que trabalho com crianças de segunda a sábado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Cada abraço, cada beijinho, cada "Tia", cada sorriso... Preenchem minha vida de maneira inexplicável e trazem uma alegria que é impossível de ser descrita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Ser a "tia" dessa molecada me faz muito feliz! Além de me fazer dar boas gargalhadas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O Nando acabou de lembrar a história do Bruninho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O moleque vira pra mim e pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"whata" a hell, Tia? O que é penitation?? Toda hora cê fala "penitation, Bruno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Putz... Quase morri de rir!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Primeiro com a maneira que ele fala... "Whata" a hell, Tia?!!! E o penitation é o Pay attention! rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E tem o João... Que diz que tenho as bochechas mais fofinhas desse mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;A Giovana que diz que sou linda e inteligente!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;A cada novo dia é uma alegria, é uma risada, é um gesto de carinho... Nada mais gratificante que dar aulas para crianças!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E tudo neles é espontâneo, é verdadeiro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Acho que é isso... Fazer o que te faz feliz é o que importa!! E ser Professora... Ser a "Tia" dessas crianças me traz mais e mais alegria a cada dia!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TJrBxjtV1XI/AAAAAAAABkY/2n9436OxrQo/s1600/Professora_Feliz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TJrBxjtV1XI/AAAAAAAABkY/2n9436OxrQo/s320/Professora_Feliz.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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yes, I´m a happy teacher!!!!&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/2644759080665126957-1728743123287262652?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/1728743123287262652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-que-me-faz-feliz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1728743123287262652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1728743123287262652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-que-me-faz-feliz.html' title='O que me faz feliz??'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TJrBxjtV1XI/AAAAAAAABkY/2n9436OxrQo/s72-c/Professora_Feliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-4601877906083635337</id><published>2010-09-19T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:51:14.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os homens da minha vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hoje me dei conta que eu já encontrei o homem da minha vida! Na verdade os homens da minha vida! Sim!! Homens!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Eu sempre peço &amp;nbsp;a Deus um homem que me ame, me respeite, me aceite com todos meus defeitos... Afinal, aceitar virtude é mole, né?? Então... Tudo aquilo que qualquer pessoa normal quer!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Foi aí que parei e pensei! Mas eu tenho tudo isso e em dose tripla!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;São os homens da minha vida: Raih, Fernando e Marcelo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;São eles que estão ao meu lado em toda e qualquer situação! Com ou sem grana! Feliz ou triste! Saudável ou doente... Já seguraram minha mão na hora da injeção, já me abraçaram na hora do choro, já pularam comigo na hora da alegria, já foram meus terapeutas nas horas de neuras... E olha que já tive zilhões de neuras!! Jà foram minha&amp;nbsp;bússola&amp;nbsp;quando estava perdida! Já me ajudaram a encontrar Deus quando estava descrente! &amp;nbsp;Nos meus programas de índio! Nas festas de igreja, julinas, arábes... Seja a festa que for! Lá estão eles! No karaokê! Nos dias de kibe no Beiras! Nos dias de sushi ou de cachorro quente na madrugada depois de um show!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hoje mais do que em qualquer outro dia me dei conta do quanto sou abençoada por ter os melhores e maiores amigos do mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Cada um me completa de uma maneira especial e singular! E nesse mundo louco onde quase não há amor verdadeiro... Eu tive a sorte de encontrar &amp;nbsp;3 grandes amores... Meus amigos, meus companheiros, meus irmãos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Percebi que apesar de estar sem namorado... Eu não passo nenhum final de semana sozinha e sempre que preciso... Eles estão por perto... Me apoiando, me incentivando, me fazendo especial e feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Esses dias o Raih me disse: Lê, quem tem amigos tem um tesouro, não é verdade??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E eu concordei na mesma hora! Porque realmente não há nada mais mágico que a amizade verdadeira! A felicidade de se poder contar com alguém a qualquer hora e em qualquer situação!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Aos meus amigos, meus amores, meus companheiros... Não tenho palavras para agradecer todo carinho e cuidados que vocês têm comigo, com minha vida, com minha saúde, com minha felicidade... Com meu mundo! Mundo esse, que sem vocês não teria a menor graça!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Raih, Nando e Marcelo... Obrigada!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TJaf4A2HW8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/Xrxe8TfPdrs/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TJaf4A2HW8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/Xrxe8TfPdrs/s320/images.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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;I JUST LOVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2644759080665126957-4601877906083635337?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/4601877906083635337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/09/os-homens-da-minha-vida.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/4601877906083635337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/4601877906083635337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/09/os-homens-da-minha-vida.html' title='Os homens da minha vida...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TJaf4A2HW8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/Xrxe8TfPdrs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-7151394176260403062</id><published>2010-08-27T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T07:40:35.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor e Loucura...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Existe amor sem loucura? Loucura sem amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Há alguma maneira de separar esses dois sentimentos que andam tão juntos e que de tão próximos parece que um faz parte do outro??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Acho que preciso parar de pensar, né??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Será que estou pirando? Ou já estou pirada faz tempo???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Perguntei pra minha mãe sobre o que ela achava sobre o amor e loucura. Lógico que ela respondeu com outra pergunta: Isso é trabalho da faculdade, Dona Alessandra??? rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Dã... Claro que não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mas segundo minha mãessaouro é necessário o&amp;nbsp;equilíbrio&amp;nbsp;entre os dois sentimentos... Tudo na vida é uma balança! Ela disse!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Balança! Afff daí eu lembro que tô acima do peso! Droga!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mas eu estava falando de que mesmo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Amor e Loucura!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Não sei... Mas acho que a loucura entra quando não se consegue viver o amor... Se bem que daí vira obsessão e não amor... Mas por conta da Loucura achamos que é amor! Cara, que viagem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;E então... Dá pra viver sem o amor e a loucura?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Dá pra controlar a loucura e mantê-la em equilíbrio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Ai... Onde estão as respostas? Só me chagam as perguntas e resposta que é bom... NAAAADA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Acho que é bom eu pensar em outra coisa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Não vou sair desse dilema... Ou não por enquanto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/THfMICDZ97I/AAAAAAAABkA/HbrVbeRQ3Rk/s1600/loucura.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/THfMICDZ97I/AAAAAAAABkA/HbrVbeRQ3Rk/s320/loucura.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/2644759080665126957-7151394176260403062?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/7151394176260403062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/08/amor-e-loucura.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/7151394176260403062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/7151394176260403062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/08/amor-e-loucura.html' title='Amor e Loucura...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/THfMICDZ97I/AAAAAAAABkA/HbrVbeRQ3Rk/s72-c/loucura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-6701498014431417762</id><published>2010-08-26T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:05:20.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor impossível...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Hoje assisti ao filme Tristão e Isolda... Foi na aula de Literatura... Putz... Eu havia esquecido do quanto o filme é triste. Pense numa criatura que saiu da faculdade quase chorando! O velho e ao mesmo tempo tão novo... O amor impossível! Ah... O amor! Amor trágico, impossível de se realizar... A dor de amar e não poder viver esse amor! Por que será que o tema parece tão recente?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Por que o amor parece ser mais forte quando o objeto amado é inatingível??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Alguém sabe a resposta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Por que o amor que faz sofrer é aquele que parece demorar mais para ser esquecido? Se é que se pode esquecer um amor que não foi vivido e consumido até o final...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Por que é tão difícil curar um&amp;nbsp;coração&amp;nbsp;partido? Por que essa ferida demora tanto para ficar boa? Por que essa dor nos deixa tão sensíveis e tão medrosos em relação ao mundo e as pessoas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Eu ainda não descobri. Mas ando pensando sobre o assunto. Pior é que quanto mais eu penso, mais eu tenho perguntas e resposta que é bom... NAAAADA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;E enquanto as respostas não aparecem... Me perco em pensamentos! E viajo em memórias, lembranças, sonhos e uma vida que não vivi e sequer a tive de verdade. Loucura??? Talvez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mas por que tudo parecia tão real? Ou será que foi só um sonho? Ou um delírio! Talvez um delírio! Quem sabe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;A única realidade é a dor em meu peito e o vazio que habita o meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Anotar na agenda: &amp;nbsp;NUNCA MAIS ASSISTIR FILMES TRISTES E ROMÂNTICOS! PELO MENOS NÃO ENQUANTO ESTIVER ME SENTINDO UM CADINHO TRISTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/THcNbccHwRI/AAAAAAAABj4/2EHQtpmk5UM/s1600/trista1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/THcNbccHwRI/AAAAAAAABj4/2EHQtpmk5UM/s320/trista1.gif" width="269" /&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/2644759080665126957-6701498014431417762?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/6701498014431417762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/08/amor-impossivel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6701498014431417762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6701498014431417762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/08/amor-impossivel.html' title='Amor impossível...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/THcNbccHwRI/AAAAAAAABj4/2EHQtpmk5UM/s72-c/trista1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-5151483737342557821</id><published>2010-08-25T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:28:49.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Já sei como achar o amor da minha vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Você já amou tanto alguém que seu coração chega a doer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Já sentiu tanta falta de alguém que seu mundo pareceu sem sentido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Já teve vontade de permanecer dormindo por pelo menos uns 10 anos até que o amor que você acha sentir desaparecesse por completo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Pois é...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;E depois de tudo isso você se dá conta de que nada valeu a pena??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Pois é...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Depois de tudo você se dá conta que viveu numa mentira... Que merda, não é mesmo???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;E põe merda nisso!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;E o que fazer?? O que sentir?? O que falar??? Meu Deus!! Que situação!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Todo mundo diz que você é inteligente, esperta, sagaz... E cai nessa armadilha cretina!!! Socorro!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;E por mais uma vez você jura que NUNCA MAIS vai se deixar enganar... E jura que não vai mais ser tão tola! É assim com todo mundo ou isso só acontece comigo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Não... Acho que não é só comigo! Acho todo mundo já passou, passa ou se não passou... Vai passar um dia por esse tipo de situação!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Situação em que nos achamos a pessoa mais tola do mundo... Ou mais tola do universo?? Sei lá! A mais tola, tonta &amp;nbsp;de todo esse mundo e qualquer outro mundo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Só os tolos se apaixonam? Será que somos tolos? Ou será que apenas acreditamos que assim como nós... Outra pessoa também está à nossa espera para então... Enfim... Chegar a tão sonhada felicidade absoluta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Não que eu seja infeliz! Ao contrário! Mas confesso que me sinto sozinha. Apesar de sair, me divertir, cantar, rir com os melhores amigos do mundo... Mas por vezes... Queria cafuné, um colo, andar de mãos dadas... Sei lá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Ai meu Deus! Isso é carência ou só falta de beijo na boca mesmo?? Vai saber!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Mas nesses últimos dias andei pensando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Será que esse que eu tanto espero.. Não será aquele que eu mesma terei que encomendar?? Um filho??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Sim... Um filho! Claro!! Por que não pensei nisso antes?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Esse vai me amar e com certeza preencherá minha vida de modo que jamais poderá ser mensurado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;E agora??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Descobri como encontrar o amor de minha vida!!! Agora só falta achar o pai!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Super pai cadê você??? hihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/THW0ubfY-YI/AAAAAAAABjw/qZAOxzGluco/s1600/bebe-sorrindo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/THW0ubfY-YI/AAAAAAAABjw/qZAOxzGluco/s320/bebe-sorrindo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2644759080665126957-5151483737342557821?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/5151483737342557821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/08/ja-sei-como-achar-o-amor-da-minha-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/5151483737342557821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/5151483737342557821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/08/ja-sei-como-achar-o-amor-da-minha-vida.html' title='Já sei como achar o amor da minha vida...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/THW0ubfY-YI/AAAAAAAABjw/qZAOxzGluco/s72-c/bebe-sorrindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-6381779887417870957</id><published>2010-08-06T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:44:44.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele quem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Hoje me deparei com uma situação e pensei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;- Será que realmente quero ter alguém?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu ando tão descrente de tudo e de todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;É tanta mentira, tanta sacanagem que até me sinto bem em estar sozinha... Mesmo que às vezes eu sinta falta de dar uns amassos!! rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu cheguei no limite... No ponto em que não acredito mais em ninguém. As palavras que eu escuto soam como se fossem da boca pra fora! Não consigo mais acreditar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu adoro quando o Raih me diz que ainda tem fé nas pessoas!! Raih... Meu melhor amigo e um romântico incorrigível! Te amo, amigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Mas só consigo confiar e acreditar em Deus, na Dona &lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;era Lúcia, meus amigos, e nos meus bebês!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Agora tudo tem que ser provado, registrado em cartório e sei lá mais o que!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Seja como for... Meu&amp;nbsp;horóscopo diz que devo dar prioridade aos estudos e as minhas conquistas!! E é isso que tenho feito!! Casas Bahia agora só com os estudos e com os alunos! Adoro horóscopo!! Principalmente quando ele me diz o que eu quero escutar!! :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Mamis mandou um texto da Marta Medeiros que é ótimo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Vou compartilhar... E quer saber?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Não é tão ruim assim estar sozinha!! Ainda mais quando se tem amigos de verdade... Companheiros para toda hora e para todos os momentos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Aos meus Três Mosqueteiros... Raih, Nando e Marcelo... Vocês são um presente em minha vida! Meus conselheiros, confidentes, amigos... Amo vocês!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Texto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Depois de um bom tempo dizendo que eu era a mulher da vida &amp;nbsp;dele, um belo dia eu recebo um e-mail dizendo: 'olha, não dá&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mais'. Tá certo que a gente tava quase se matando e que o&amp;nbsp; namoro já tinha acabado mesmo, mas não se termina nenhuma&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; história de amor (e eu ainda o amava muito) com um e-mail, não&amp;nbsp; é mesmo? Liguei pra tentar conversar e terminar tudo decentemente e ele respondeu: mas agora eu to comendo um lanche&amp;nbsp; com amigos'. Enfim, fiquei pra morrer algumas semanas até que decidi que precisava ser uma mulher melhor para ele. Quem sabe eu ficando mais bonita, mais equilibrada ou mais inteligente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ele não volta pra mim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Foi assim que me matriculei simultaneamente numa academia de ginástica, num centro budista e em um curso de cinema. Nos&amp;nbsp; meses que se seguiram eu me tornei dos seres mais malhados, calmos, espiritualizados e cinéfilos do planeta. E sabe o que aconteceu? Nada, absolutamente nada, ele continuou não lembrando que eu existia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aí achei que isso não podia ficar assim, de jeito nenhum, eu&amp;nbsp; precisava ser ainda melhor pra ele, sim, ele tinha que voltar&amp;nbsp; pra mim de qualquer jeito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Pra isso, larguei de vez a propaganda, que eu não suportava mais, e resolvi me empenhar na carreira de escritora, participei de vários livros, terminei meu próprio livro, ganhei novas colunas em revistas, quintupliquei o número de leitores do meu site e nada aconteceu. Mas eu sou taurina com ascendente em áries, lua em gêmeos, filha única! Eu não desisto fácil assim de um amor, e então resolvi tinha que ser uma super ultra mulher para ele, só assim ele voltaria pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Foi então que passei 35 dias na Europa, exclusivamente em minha companhia, conhecendo lugares geniais, controlando meu pânico em estar sozinha e longe de casa, me tornando mais culta e&amp;nbsp; vivida. Voltei de viagem e tchân, tchân, tchân, tchân: nem sinal de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Comecei um documentário com um grande amigo, aprendi a fazer strip, cortei meu cabelo 145 vezes, aumentei a terapia, li mais uns 30 livros, ajudei os pobres, rezei pra Santo Antonio umas 1.000 vezes, torrei no sol, fiz milhares de cursos de roteiro, astrologia e história, aprendi a nadar, me apaixonei por praia, comprei todas as roupas mais lindas de Paris. Como última&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;cartada para ser a melhor mulher do planeta, eu resolvi ir morar sozinha. Aluguei um apartamento charmoso, decorei tudo brilhantemente, chamei amigos para a inauguração, servi bom vinho e comidinhas feitas, claro, por mim, que também finalmente aprendi a cozinhar. Resultado disso tudo: silêncio absoluto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O tempo passou, eu continuei acordando e indo dormir todos os dias querendo ser mais feliz para ele, mais bonita para ele, mais mulher para ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Até que algo sensacional aconteceu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Um belo dia eu acordei tão bonita, tão feliz, tão realizada,tão mulher, que eu acabei me tornando mulher DEMAIS para ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele quem mesmo???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;(MARTA MEDEIROS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-6381779887417870957?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/6381779887417870957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/08/ele-quem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6381779887417870957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6381779887417870957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/08/ele-quem.html' title='Ele quem?'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-5214310402617263541</id><published>2010-07-31T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T14:15:43.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Site de relacionamentos: A verdade nua e crua!!! Socorro!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vamos a VERDADE acerca dos Sites de Relacionamentos!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;1- Todo mundo mente!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Caralho!!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;2- Todos colocam a melhor foto, no melhor ângulo e alguns usam fotos mega antigas ou "fotoshopadas"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;(Affff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;3- Todos querem uma "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;namorada séria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;4- Todos são sinceros, educados, gentis, honestos, fieis, cheirosos... e mais outros adjetivos!! Mas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;TUDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;MENTIRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;5- Honestidade, sinceridade e fidelidade... NÃO são itens de fábrica da marca "HOMEM". Os casos raros que vêm com esses itens já têm DONAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;6- Quanto mais são convencidos e se envaidecem com suas próprias qualidades... PIORES eles são!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;7- Quando ele disser que é super protetor faça a seguinte &amp;nbsp;tradução para: Eu sou um pé no saco e vou te encher a paciência!!! Não traduza de outra maneira... Porque o cara vai ser um pentelho em sua vida, mesmo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;8- Quando ele diz que: Sou movido a carinho e gosto de atenção! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;É MENTIRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;... Ele está tentando te agradar pra te comer depois!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;9- Homens falam o que você quer escutar... Esse é um item que TODOS têm de fábrica!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;10- Quando ele diz que é liberal e gosta de mulher moderna... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É VERDADE!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; Mas não para &amp;nbsp;NAMORAR... Ele está falando isso pra você dar pra ele!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Essa foi a parte teórica... Agora vamos a parte prática!! Acho que a pior parte... Na teoria é tudo muito engraçado... Mas a prática... Você tem vontade de chorar, de socar, de matar, de morrer, de sumir!! Embora tudo vire piada mais tarde... Porque esse é o segredo de se viver feliz... O negócio é RIR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Em mais uma de minhas tentativas, frustradas, &amp;nbsp;de conhecer gente nova acabei entrando em outro barco furado... Puta que Pariu!!! Foi um Titanic na verdade, porque o cara era gigante... Não, ele não era um homem alto! E muito menos um fofo... Nada contra fofos... Eu sou FOFA! Gosto de fofos! Mas "aquilo" era demais pra mim!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Pensem num SER convencido, mal acabado, sem o menor sinal de perfume ou de asseio, roupa rasgada e a "figura" ainda falando sem parar o quanto as ex-namoradas ainda ligavam para ele e que ele já até dispensou uma modelo... Ai Jesus!! Me acode! Me socorre!!! Volta para o mar oferenda!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;E essa é só uma das histórias!! Têm muitas outras! Claro que cada uma delas mais cômica que a outra... E motivo de várias risadas entre amigos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;O negócio é o seguinte... Pro inferno com os Sites de Relacionamentos... Pelo menos por enquanto, até o trauma passar!!! Se é que isso vai passar um dia!! hihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E para quem está sozinha: Saia!! Se divirta com os amigos!! Se mostre... Deixe-se admirar!! Toda mulher é linda e todas nós temos algo de especial!!! Acredite mais em você! Se valorize... Viva!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Esse post foi escrito a 4 mãos! Eu &amp;nbsp;e Nando e muitas risadas... Principalmente na hora da lista!! Thanks Nando!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TFSP0S-Z3qI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/qOVfnrduOf4/s1600/barriguinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TFSP0S-Z3qI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/qOVfnrduOf4/s320/barriguinha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-5214310402617263541?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/5214310402617263541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/site-de-relacionamentos-verdade-nua-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/5214310402617263541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/5214310402617263541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/site-de-relacionamentos-verdade-nua-e.html' title='Site de relacionamentos: A verdade nua e crua!!! Socorro!!!!'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TFSP0S-Z3qI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/qOVfnrduOf4/s72-c/barriguinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-8893069047216856877</id><published>2010-07-29T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T19:14:40.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things come to those who wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #103f5a; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="article-rel-wrapper"&gt;&lt;h2 class="contentheading" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 32px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;O Nando escreveu sobre o amor esses dias... E hoje... Mais uma vez, me deparei com a situação em que eu me pergunto: Será que é amor mesmo? Às vezes tudo parece tão claro e ao mesmo tempo tudo fica tão turvo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 class="contentheading" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 32px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Eu não consegui &amp;nbsp;dizer ADEUS de verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tenho pedido e orado tanto... Mas confesso que hoje eu não soube o que fazer... Eu apenas me entreguei ao que estava sentindo e chorei.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Será que estou orando de maneira errada? Será que existe uma maneira correta de orar? Será que realmente tem um vazio aqui dentro? Será que estou preenchendo esse vazio de maneira correta?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Há dias em que a fé parece estremecer mesmo? Ou eu é que sou fraca demais e me deixo abater?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hoje estou meio sensível demais... Meio chorona demais...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fui ler a&amp;nbsp;Bíblia&amp;nbsp;e nada mais adequado que Coríntios... Essa passagem me chamou atenção:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"O amor é paciente, é benigno; o amor não arde em ciúmes, não se ufana, não se ensoberbece, não se conduz inconvenientemente, não procura os seus interesses, não se exaspera, não se recente do mal; não se alegra com a injustiça, mas regozija-se com a verdade; tudo sofre, tudo crê, tudo espera, tudo suporta."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Daí eu me pergunto... Será que estou fazendo o certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;? Tudo espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;? Tudo suporta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Será que estou esperando pela pessoa certa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;? Não quero ser parte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Seja como for... Eu continuo orando e esperando em Deus... Esperando que tudo se acerte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 class="contentheading" style="font-size: 23px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 32px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 class="contentheading" style="font-size: 23px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 32px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a class="contentpagetitle" href="http://www.ippb.org.br/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=231&amp;amp;catid=31:periodicos&amp;amp;Itemid=57" style="color: #c51019; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O AMOR É O DOM SUPREMO (Coríntios I, cap. 13; vers. 1 a 13)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E eu passo a mostrar-vos ainda um caminho sobremodo excelente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que eu fale as línguas dos homens e dos anjos, se não tiver amor, serei como o bronze que soa ou como o címbalo que retine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que eu tenha o dom de profetizar e conheça todos os mistérios e toda a ciência; ainda que eu tenha tamanha fé; a ponto de transportar montes, se não tiver amor nada serei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ainda que eu distribua todos os meus bens entre os pobres e ainda que entregue o meu próprio corpo para ser queimado, se não tiver amor, nada disso me aproveitará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é paciente, é benigno; o amor não arde em ciúmes, não se ufana, não se ensoberbece, não se conduz inconvenientemente, não procura os seus interesses, não se exaspera, não se recente do mal; não se alegra com a injustiça, mas regozija-se com a verdade; tudo sofre, tudo crê, tudo espera, tudo suporta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor jamais acaba; mas, havendo profecias, desaparecerão; havendo línguas, cessarão; havendo ciência, passará; porque, em parte, conhecemos e em parte, profetizamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Quando, porém, vier o que é perfeito, então o que é parte será aniquilado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu era menino, falava como menino, sentia como menino, pensava como menino; quando cheguei a ser homem, desisti das coisas próprias de menino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque, agora, vemos como em espelho, obscuramente, então, veremos face a face. Agora, conheço em parte; então, conhecerei como também sou conhecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, pois, permanecem a fé, a esperança e o amor, estes três; porém o maior destes é o amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-8893069047216856877?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/8893069047216856877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-things-come-to-those-who-wait.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/8893069047216856877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/8893069047216856877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-things-come-to-those-who-wait.html' title='Good things come to those who wait'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-9212471880524872053</id><published>2010-07-28T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:53:04.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andando pra frente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aos poucos tudo parece encontrar um lugar certo! A vida parece começar a andar pra frente!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estou feliz e grata por tudo que está acontecendo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desejo que todos possam sentir essa felicidade... Felicidade que só se encontra quando se está em comunhão e em comunicação direta com o cara lá de cima!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obrigada Senhor Deus!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frase do dia:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;O segredo da felicidade é encontrar a nossa alegria na alegria dos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TFDQVfEdHuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/iiFDzlvzZLM/s1600/sorriso21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TFDQVfEdHuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/iiFDzlvzZLM/s320/sorriso21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-9212471880524872053?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/9212471880524872053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/andando-pra-frente.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/9212471880524872053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/9212471880524872053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/andando-pra-frente.html' title='Andando pra frente...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TFDQVfEdHuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/iiFDzlvzZLM/s72-c/sorriso21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-8304967113426612926</id><published>2010-07-24T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T08:33:57.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A importância de Deus em minha vida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Não faz muito tempo e eu estava completamente perdida! Mas perdida mesmo! Em todos os aspectos de minha vida! Nada parecia dar certo e o mundo parecia um inimigo que me golpeava e derrubava a todo instante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Até que um dia eu fui jantar com o Nando, meu segundo melhor amigo... eu tenho alguns melhores amigos! Já que todos têm a mesma&amp;nbsp;importância, influência e todos são mais que especiais e&amp;nbsp;essenciais! Mas voltando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Fui jantar com o Nando e conversamos muito sobre a minha falta de fé e o quanto eu estava triste e complemente apática acerca de Deus e de qualquer religião!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;O no meio do Burger King nós conversamos e conversamos e ele me contou sobre o poder de Deus na vida dele... E aquilo de alguma maneira me tocou! E tocou de maneira intensa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Ele me levou à igreja e lá fui muito bem acolhida por todos e em especial pelo Pastor Nélio, que é uma criatura abençoada!! Foi ótimo! Uma experiência edificante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Mas... Não tenho como negar minha origem! Sou católica!! Mas devo admitir que as idas à Igreja Evangélica me deixou mais próxima de Deus e me devolveu a fé... Com a fé renovada... Lá voltei eu para minha Igreja... Mas agora me sentindo mais forte e segura da força e do amor de Deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;O mais legal disso tudo é que não importa a sua religião, isso é um mero detalhe! O que importa é a sua&amp;nbsp;relação&amp;nbsp;com Deus e como você deixa que Deus haja em sua vida! Ele só entra se você abrir a porta! Ele só age se você deixar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Depois disso algumas coisas mudaram... Eu não fiquei rica, não ganhei na mega sena e sequer meus problemas sumiram... Mas me sinto&amp;nbsp;tranqüila, feliz e apta a enfrentar qualquer dificuldade que a vida&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;coloque na minha frente! Me sinto assim... Porque Deus está comigo e nós conversamos! Hoje me sinto grata por tudo que recebo... Sejam alegrias, oportunidades ou até mesmo problemas. Para tudo há um motivo... Mas esse motivo nem sempre me é revelado logo de cara... Mas tudo o que me acontece é para meu crescimento e sou grata por toda&amp;nbsp;experiência!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Acho é isso... I´m really happy about myself and about my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Pensamento do dia: Converse com Deus sobre seus problemas!! Ele costuma escutar e no momento certo você terá a resposta e a solução para seus problemas! Acredite! Creia!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Música do dia: Strong Enough - Cher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEeYz1m1FI4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEeYz1m1FI4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Desejo: Que todos possam sentir a alegria que sinto agora! Hoje estou especialmente FELIZ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TEsGzCouIHI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/VLSOta6augw/s1600/deus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TEsGzCouIHI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/VLSOta6augw/s320/deus.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/2644759080665126957-8304967113426612926?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/8304967113426612926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/importancia-de-deus-em-minha-vida.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/8304967113426612926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/8304967113426612926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/importancia-de-deus-em-minha-vida.html' title='A importância de Deus em minha vida.'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TEsGzCouIHI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/VLSOta6augw/s72-c/deus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-5980390633220382098</id><published>2010-07-16T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:55:55.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Despedida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Como todo mulher... Caí numa armadilha de um coração bandido e acabei caindo, literalmente, de amores por quem eu não deveria! Mas isso é mais comum do que eu imaginava ou pude supor um dia! O fato é que hoje estou me despedindo de uma relação que não me acrescenta nada... A não ser que tristeza ou choros compulsivos acrescentem algo na vida de alguém! Bom... Talvez na vida de um masoquista sim... Mas em minha vida... Isso não cabe! Não cabe mais!! Na verdade essa relação acabou faz tempo... Mas permanecia viva dentro de minha cabeça e coração. E isso precisava acabar... Preciso me libertar... E estou me libertando! Me liberto AGORA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TEB-lzwlPEI/AAAAAAAAA4A/piuZZvpAei8/s1600/xauzinho.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TEB-lzwlPEI/AAAAAAAAA4A/piuZZvpAei8/s320/xauzinho.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Então... Peguei cada foto tirada, com o drama que toda mulher sabe fazer... Beijei cada uma delas e me despedi! Olhei para o violão no canto do quarto e o abracei como se fosse o "Bendito" e me me despedi... Puxei cada lembrança... Lembrei de cada detalhe, cada sorriso, cada beijo, cada carinho, cada risada, cada piada, cada lágrima, cada sensação de abandono e então... Eu me despedi!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tive a sensação de estar me despedindo de mim... Mas foi só uma sensação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Respirei fundo e por incrível que pareça eu não chorei! Apenas sorri... Um sorriso triste... Mas eu sorri!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TECAXpjdo6I/AAAAAAAAA4I/OpwL3frVFvQ/s1600/garfield137.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TECAXpjdo6I/AAAAAAAAA4I/OpwL3frVFvQ/s320/garfield137.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Agora eu tenho um vida nova pela frente... E literalmente nova! Tudo em minha vida é novo! E isso não é ótimo!! Não é perfeito recomeçar do zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;? Claro que é!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E cá estou eu... Sem grana, carro velho, nova profissão, salário de merreca, novo curso... Mas com um livrinho em branco... Onde poderei escrever uma nova história... Posso fazer, viver, ser, dizer.. O que eu quiser... O que eu sonhar... O que eu escolher!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E como fala &amp;nbsp;meu amado amigo Nando... EU ESCOLHO SER FELIZ... SER FELIZ HOJE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TECArhgPSvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/MhdZDF9IWlg/s1600/garfield29_gif.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TECArhgPSvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/MhdZDF9IWlg/s320/garfield29_gif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lista do dia (Assim como o meu amigo Nando, eu tbm, adoro listinhas):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1) Se ELE gostou de você... Outros vão gostar tbm!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2) Se ele estiver interessado em você... Ele vai &amp;nbsp;ligar, ele vai aparecer, ele vai te convidar pra sair... Mas não fique sentada esperando... Porque ninguém vai cair no seu colo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;3) Se arrume, se perfume, ajeite o cabelo... esteja sempre pronta! Você nunca sabe quem estará te olhando!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;4) Seja feliz com você mesmo! Se ame, se cuide... Seja você!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;5) Sorria... Sorria sempre!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-5980390633220382098?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/5980390633220382098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/despedida.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/5980390633220382098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/5980390633220382098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/despedida.html' title='Despedida...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TEB-lzwlPEI/AAAAAAAAA4A/piuZZvpAei8/s72-c/xauzinho.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-152683997334402025</id><published>2010-07-15T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:19:47.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dica do horóscopo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Hoje eu li meu horóscopo... Adoro! E foi dito que estou numa ótima fase... Meu carisma pessoal está em alta e devo tirar proveito disso!! Sendo assim... Vamos que vamos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"&gt;Momento favorável para negócios e amores... Eita que gostei desse horóscopo de hoje!!! RS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Claro que agora estou atenta para todos os lados... Todas as oportunidades! Sou um pequeno radar... Pequeno por conta desse meu tamanho de fita métrica hihihihihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Mas é isso aí... Quem sabe “aquele cara” que eu tanto espero, não está a minha volta e eu nem estou vendo? Ou aquela mega oportunidade de um emprego não está pulando ao meu lado e eu estou virada para o outro lado? ? Quem sabe? ? ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Alguém no carro ao lado! Alguém comendo cachorro quente numa festa julina? Alguém na fila do cinema ou do teatro? ? Não sei!! Alguém que eu sempre vejo, mas que nunca realmente enxerguei... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Quem sabe? ? Quem sabe essa espera esteja no fim e ao final eu saberei que valeu a pena esperar tanto!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Aos desiludidos do dia... Não percam a esperança! Não deixem de acreditar! Acreditem em amor a primeira, a segunda e a terceira vista... Não importa! Apenas acreditem que algo bom e mágico irá acontecer! Que é possível ser feliz... Que vale a pena acreditar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Mas enquanto “esse cara” não chega... Saia com os amigos, cante, dance, fique sozinha um tempo, vá ao cinema sozinha, brinque com seus bichos de estimação, saia com os sobrinhos, faça brigadeiro, dance sozinha em casa enquanto toma uma taça de vinho... Seja feliz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;E lembre-se... A felicidade é uma escolha... E essa escolha só depende de você! Então...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;SEJA FELIZ&amp;nbsp; HOJE, AMANHÃ E A CADA NOVO DIA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TD806POqEUI/AAAAAAAAA34/c7y9fTybSF0/s1600/nunca-desista-da-felicidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TD806POqEUI/AAAAAAAAA34/c7y9fTybSF0/s200/nunca-desista-da-felicidade.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&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/2644759080665126957-152683997334402025?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/152683997334402025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/dica-do-horoscopo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/152683997334402025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/152683997334402025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/dica-do-horoscopo.html' title='Dica do horóscopo...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TD806POqEUI/AAAAAAAAA34/c7y9fTybSF0/s72-c/nunca-desista-da-felicidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-1181508663035760079</id><published>2010-07-10T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:37:33.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoje eu fiz algo inesperado e um tanto improvável... Improvável até bem pouco tempo... Mas agora farei disso uma rotina!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me arrumei... Me perfumei... Até ajeitei o cabelo rs... E saí SOZINHA!! Pois é... Sozinha! Nunca me imaginei saindo só! Mas hoje fui ao teatro! Just me and myself!! E não é que foi bom!!! Claro que o teatro estava cheio de casais e todos me olhando como se eu fosse uma ET... Mas de cabeça erguida, linda e cheirosa... Comprei meu ingresso e fiquei meia hora esperando o espetáculo começar... Às nove horas quando abriram a sala... Entrei numa fila onde só haviam casais e fui em frente! Sentei na primeira fileira... Morri de rir ...SOZINHA!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O que até então me parecia um bicho de sete cabeças... Virou um programa legal!! Cara, eu sou uma ótima companhia!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Básico também que o Raih e o Marcelo foram os primeiros a saber que eu estava saindo comigo mesmo!!!&amp;nbsp;Lógico que depois disso eu fui para o Beiras encontrar o Nando e contar minha aventura!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raih, Marcelo e Nando... Isso não quer dizer que vou deixar de alugar vocês, viu??? Quer dizer que estou mais segura e aprendendo a conviver comigo! Isso não é maravilhoso???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Confesso que num determinado momento, quando as luzes estavam apagadas e a sala na penumbra... Ao olhar a cadeira vazia ao meu lado... Eu pensei no "Avatar" e por um minuto eu quis que ele estivesse comigo... Mas depois essa sensação passou e eu fiquei bem! EU FIQUEI BEM!! Será isso um presságio de que tudo vai FICAR BEM??? Acredito que sim! Espero que sim!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas acho que o melhor de tudo... É que eu apreciei o tempo que fiquei comigo, me diverti sozinha, não me senti menor ou infeliz por estar só... Não me senti metade... Ao contrário... Me senti inteira.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acho que é isso...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frase do dia: Isso também vai passar!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Música do dia: YMCA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desejo do dia: Ser Feliz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TDlYJ2CsAoI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yfQFWUZgAfI/s1600/eu_me_amo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TDlYJ2CsAoI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yfQFWUZgAfI/s200/eu_me_amo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-1181508663035760079?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/1181508663035760079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/hoje-eu-fiz-algo-inesperado-e-um-tanto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1181508663035760079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1181508663035760079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/hoje-eu-fiz-algo-inesperado-e-um-tanto.html' title=''/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TDlYJ2CsAoI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yfQFWUZgAfI/s72-c/eu_me_amo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-4404373304095180318</id><published>2010-07-03T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T17:53:44.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estou tão cansada hoje! Ontem foi o dia do quarteto purpurinado no karaokê... Cheguei em casa umas três e pouco como de costume! E como de costume... Não consegui abrir olhos antes de 13 horas! Claro que depois de almoçar eu tive que descansar no sofá acompanhada de um belo edredom, um travesseiro macio e os gatos que também compartilham dessa minha preguiça cretina depois de uma noite de farra!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E hoje tem &amp;nbsp;mais!!! Hoje tem a Bizarre... Festa dos anos 80!! Pense se eu falto... Claro que não!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E mesmo apesar de estar um zumbi... Eu irei!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Já bati ponto na festinha da igreja também... Bão demais!!! Apesar do frio!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Horóscopo do dia:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Alguém do passado dará notícias.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Música do dia:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Aqui - Ana Carolina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sentimento do dia: &lt;i&gt;Hoje lembrei menos de você&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TC_bdRrsPrI/AAAAAAAAAns/BF6EOyYpDVQ/s1600/7+notas+musicais.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TC_bdRrsPrI/AAAAAAAAAns/BF6EOyYpDVQ/s200/7+notas+musicais.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-4404373304095180318?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/4404373304095180318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/estou-tao-cansada-hoje-ontem-foi-o-dia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/4404373304095180318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/4404373304095180318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/estou-tao-cansada-hoje-ontem-foi-o-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TC_bdRrsPrI/AAAAAAAAAns/BF6EOyYpDVQ/s72-c/7+notas+musicais.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-9218080410627207038</id><published>2010-07-01T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T04:06:07.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre horóscopo... rs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Nando postou sobre horóscopo... E eu disse que amo ler horóscopo! Amo, mas, só quando me diz algo bom e favorável, lógico! Agora pela manhã é básico que já fui ler o meu... E olha que delícia:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="data" style="display: block; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"01/07 (hoje) às 4h10 a 03/07 às 22h43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 18px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Sol na casa 9, lua na casa 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;A Lua começa a caminhar novamente em harmonia com o Sol, que transita pela Casa 9. A Lua, por sua vez, transita pela Casa 5. As duas casas são harmônicas e, nesta próxima fase que vai de 01/07 (hoje) às 4h10 a 03/07 às 22h43, você estará vivendo um momento excepcionalmente favorável para fazer contato com pessoas que estão distantes, ou mesmo viver romances em viagens. Caso não lhe seja possível viajar, procure aproveitar a qualidade de movimento deste pequeno ciclo para fazer coisas diferentes: para que ir sempre aos mesmos lugares, quando existem tantos outros locais para você conhecer? Este é o momento de quebrar a rotina, Alessandra. Coisas mágicas acontecem quando a gente simplesmente vai a lugares onde não costumamos ir! Este é um momento de pura diversão!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;É mais que óbvio que nesse eu acredito e passarei o dia sorrindo e esperando que coisas mágicas aconteçam!! Na verdade já estão acontecendo independente de horóscopos, localização de astros, magia e o cacete a quatro! Ser feliz é uma decisão que deve ser tomada a cada novo dia... Ser feliz é um propósito que devemos ter com nós mesmos e com Deus!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Acorde de manhã e diga: Meus Deus! Hoje será um dia mágico! Um dia de realizações. Um dia de alegrias... E mesmo que nada de mágico aconteça... Você terá um dia feliz por ter acordado feliz e ter tido o propósito de ser feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sendo assim... Tenham todos um lindo, mágico e feliz dia! Que boas surpresas aconteçam no dia de hoje e independente de qualquer coisa... Agradeça pelo dia e seja FELIZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Desejo do dia: Que hoje você abrace uma criança e a escute rir... Que você possa dar risadas numa situação de stress e que por mais difícil que o dia possa parecer... À meia noite... Ele acaba e você poderá começar tudo de novo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;FELIZ NOVO DIA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCx0cHVqhyI/AAAAAAAAAnk/E_2MsbW2x40/s1600/menina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCx0cHVqhyI/AAAAAAAAAnk/E_2MsbW2x40/s320/menina.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-9218080410627207038?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/9218080410627207038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/sobre-horoscopo-rs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/9218080410627207038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/9218080410627207038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/07/sobre-horoscopo-rs.html' title='Sobre horóscopo... rs'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCx0cHVqhyI/AAAAAAAAAnk/E_2MsbW2x40/s72-c/menina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-2854904309788150757</id><published>2010-06-30T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T16:33:08.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comer sem culpa... Isso existe??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje foi niver da Dona Momys!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dia de sair da dieta e cair no chocolate, tortas variadas, pãezinhos recheados e tudo aquilo que engorda só de olhar! Socorro! Alguém tem um lactopurga&amp;nbsp; pelo amor de Deus?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tô precisando colocar isso pra fora... Literalmente pra fora antes que essa comida toda de instale na minha bunda que de pequena não tem nada! Socorro 10 vezes!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu pai dizia que comer sem culpa não engorda! Sei, não!! Acho que ele estava me zuando! Sempre comi sem culpa e sempre engordei! Eu acho que eu engordo só de pensar em comida! Que merda!! Herança genética ou maldição genética? ? Maldição... Só pode ser!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Novidades amanhã... Mas só amanhã!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas quem é que consegue guardar segredo? ? RS Eu não!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amanhã faço matrícula no curso de Letras!! Estou mais que feliz!! Em meio tanta tribulação e tristeza... Algo surge no finalzinho do túnel!! E olha que aproveitaram um&amp;nbsp; cadão de disciplinas! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Depois de velha... De volta pra faculdade!! Amei a idéia!! Não é à toa que dizem que a vida da gente é um eterno recomeço!!&amp;nbsp; A minha tem sido um eterno recomeço... Um eterno cair e levantar... Mas agora eu não quero mais cair... Só quero levantar e seguir em frente... Pra frente! Pra frente!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por hoje é só... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Música do dia... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If tomorrow never comes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keep walking!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCvTxGzfMUI/AAAAAAAAAnc/N-NFKI8cES8/s1600/johnnie_walker_striding_man_100_anos_red_black_blue_label.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCvTxGzfMUI/AAAAAAAAAnc/N-NFKI8cES8/s200/johnnie_walker_striding_man_100_anos_red_black_blue_label.gif" width="121" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Harrington; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&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/2644759080665126957-2854904309788150757?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/2854904309788150757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/comer-sem-culpa-isso-existe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2854904309788150757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2854904309788150757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/comer-sem-culpa-isso-existe.html' title='Comer sem culpa... Isso existe??'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCvTxGzfMUI/AAAAAAAAAnc/N-NFKI8cES8/s72-c/johnnie_walker_striding_man_100_anos_red_black_blue_label.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-778407328957228186</id><published>2010-06-29T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:21:35.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouquinho do dia... E um pouquinho do Peter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Hoje eu ganhei meu dia!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Hoje três alunos me disseram:&amp;nbsp; _ Professora, você é a melhor professora do mundo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Me senti feliz da vida!! Ganhei o dia!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Até esqueci dos meus problemas! Nessas horas é que mais tenho certeza do que realmente quero fazer! Amo dar aulas!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E por falar em aulas... Semana que vem eu começo minhas aulas no cursinho! Estou contando os minutos! Às vezes eu tenho vontade de abraçar o mundo... Mas cadê braço que dê? ? ? RS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Estou aqui&amp;nbsp; com pencas de provas para corrigir &amp;nbsp;e um gato preguiçoso ao lado! Peter Tosh... Meu bebê mais novo! Meu macho fiel! Não sei como é possível amar tanto um gatinho tão levado!! Eu sei sim... Peter é todo carinhoso! Me mata de rir quando ele finge ser um macaquinho e sobe em tudo que é lugar... Ou quando cai da cama se espreguiçando... Ou quando sai correndo e dá de cara no Box do banheiro... Pensem numa figura em forma de gato levado!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Me acorda de madrugada para pedir carinho, me morde, me arranha, se eu der mole com qualquer copo ele bebe o que tem no copo... Mas mesmo assim ele é o amor da minha vida!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Quando chegou aqui ele era do tamanho da palma de minha mão! E olha que minha mão é pequena... E logo que chegou foi roubando meu coração e me deixou apaixonada! É mal de magrelos!! Magrelos fazem isso comigo!! Hihihihihihi Essa foi para o avatar!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Voltando ao assunto... Peter!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Também conhecido como Peter Puto quando quebra alguma coisa ou sai roendo o que vê pela frente... Ah... Ele também pensa que é um rato!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Sei não... Acho que Peter tem personalidades múltiplas! Mas eu amo cada uma delas! Mesmo quando estou toda arranhada, ou quando tenho que sair correndo só de camisola atrás desse putinho que também pensa que é cachorro de corrida e sempre que alguém abre a porta ele sai correndo... &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E ele continua aqui no maior sono! Eu beijo, aperto, abraço e ele nem tchum... Só resmunga... E sem abrir os lindos olhinhos amarelos!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Começando a mudar o foco, né Nando e Raih? ? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E por falar em vocês... I JUST LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCqNyHsaEhI/AAAAAAAAAnU/y-JRM_n0CpE/s1600/DSC01075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCqNyHsaEhI/AAAAAAAAAnU/y-JRM_n0CpE/s320/DSC01075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peter... Meu bebê dos olhinhos amarelinhos mais lindinhos desse mundo!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&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/2644759080665126957-778407328957228186?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/778407328957228186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/um-pouquinho-do-dia-e-um-pouquinho-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/778407328957228186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/778407328957228186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/um-pouquinho-do-dia-e-um-pouquinho-do.html' title='Um pouquinho do dia... E um pouquinho do Peter...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCqNyHsaEhI/AAAAAAAAAnU/y-JRM_n0CpE/s72-c/DSC01075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-1102428808615177323</id><published>2010-06-28T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T16:26:41.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que jogo nada... Hoje foi dia de lasanha, risadas e apreciar a amizade!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Hoje teve jogo do Brasil... Para ser sincera... Odeio esse patriotismo de ocasião! É triste demais!! É só a Copa acabar e as camisas voltam ao armário, perucas vão para o lixo e , graças a Deus, esquecem essas benditas cornetas! Tem algo mais irritante que isso???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Sabe que até acho que tem… Mas não consigo me lembrar agora!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Voltando... Hoje foi dia de assistir o jogo na casa do Raih... Quer dizer... Nos reunir na casa do Raih e comer lasanha! Minha lasanha!! Jogo que é bom não assistimos! Só falamos sem parar e ficamos vendo blogs, plantas, e bobagens... Eu, Nando e Raih... O único que assiste aos jogos é o Marcelo... Mas ele está em POA...&amp;nbsp; O que foi uma pena! Sentimos a falta dele hoje!!! Mas em 3 dias ele volta!! Eba!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Enquanto eu voltava para casa fiquei pensando na vida...Pensando nas mudanças que farei em alguns dias... No tanto que terei que ser disciplinada para alcançar meus objetivos. Mas tudo dará certo!! Eu sei... Eu creio... Eu confio!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Outra coisa que preciso fazer... Embora eu odeie a idéia... É me despedir de quem eu amo... Afinal, não há como amar sozinha! Não tem como o amor andar em via de mão única, não é mesmo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Farei&amp;nbsp; isso aos poucos essa semana e no sábado à noite... É dia de Fogueira Santa... Rs... Quer dizer... Karaokê!! Vamos celebrar a nova fase e nos despedir do que está travado. &amp;nbsp;Lógico que o repertório bagaceira está a todo vapor!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;O que seria de minha vida sem meus amigos amados? ? Acho que eu estaria perdida!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Raih, Nando, Marcelo, Line... Amo vocês demais! Vocês são anjos que Papai do Céu mandou pra mim!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Acho que é isso... Pra frente é que se anda!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCkuxEfJBuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/uBPB36CufpY/s1600/4ugzf8.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCkuxEfJBuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/uBPB36CufpY/s320/4ugzf8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Show must go on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2644759080665126957-1102428808615177323?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/1102428808615177323/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/que-jogo-nada-hoje-foi-dia-de-lasanha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1102428808615177323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/1102428808615177323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/que-jogo-nada-hoje-foi-dia-de-lasanha.html' title='Que jogo nada... Hoje foi dia de lasanha, risadas e apreciar a amizade!!'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCkuxEfJBuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/uBPB36CufpY/s72-c/4ugzf8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-7211022398610358472</id><published>2010-06-28T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T08:18:53.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Na falta do que postar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: #d8c8a0;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: #d8c8a0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: black; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Hoje acordei meio assim... Meio triste... Meio sem vontade... Sei lá! Sentindo falta do que não existe e não existiu... Querendo aquilo que não posso ter... Sonhando com o impossível e chorando com a realidade que cruelmente assola meus dias, noites e sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: black; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: #d8c8a0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: black; display: inline !important; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Andei vasculhando uns textos no meu note e achei esse aqui... Perfeito para o dia hoje!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurapoesias.com/poesias2/rifa-se_um_coracao_let.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: #d8c8a0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: black; display: inline !important; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: black; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurapoesias.com/poesias2/rifa-se_um_coracao_let.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="25" src="http://www.laurapoesias.com/poesias2/rifa-se_um_coracao_let.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurapoesias.com/poesias2/rifa-se_um_coracao_let1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="38" src="http://www.laurapoesias.com/poesias2/rifa-se_um_coracao_let1.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: black; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: black; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: #d8c8a0;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="50%"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCi7Xj0UoTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oHmX7_6ma9E/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCi7Xj0UoTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oHmX7_6ma9E/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Rifa-se um coração quase novo.&lt;br /&gt;Um coração idealista.&lt;br /&gt;Um coração como poucos.&lt;br /&gt;Um coração à moda antiga.&lt;br /&gt;Um coração moleque que insiste em pregar peças no seu usuário.&lt;br /&gt;Rifa-se um coração que na realidade&lt;br /&gt;está um pouco usado, meio calejado, muito machucado&lt;br /&gt;e que teima em alimentar sonhos, e cultivar ilusões.&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco inconseqüente&lt;br /&gt;que nunca desiste de acreditar nas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Um leviano e precipitado,&lt;br /&gt;coração que acha que Tim Maia estava certo&lt;br /&gt;quando escreveu... "não quero dinheiro,&lt;br /&gt;eu quero amor sincero, é isso que eu espero...".&lt;br /&gt;Um idealista...&lt;br /&gt;Um verdadeiro sonhador...&lt;br /&gt;Rifa-se um coração que nunca aprende.&lt;br /&gt;Que não endurece,&lt;br /&gt;e mantém sempre viva a esperança de ser feliz,&lt;br /&gt;sendo simples e natural.&lt;br /&gt;Um coração insensato que comanda o racional&lt;br /&gt;sendo louco o suficiente para se apaixonar.&lt;br /&gt;Um furioso suicida que vive procurando relações&lt;br /&gt;e emoções verdadeiras.&lt;br /&gt;Rifa-se um coração que insiste&lt;br /&gt;em cometer sempre os mesmos erros.&lt;br /&gt;Esse coração que erra, briga, se expõe.&lt;br /&gt;Perde o juízo por completo em nome de causas e paixões.&lt;br /&gt;Sai do sério e, às vezes revê suas posições&lt;br /&gt;arrependido de palavras e gestos.&lt;br /&gt;Este coração tantas vezes incompreendido.&lt;br /&gt;Tantas vezes provocado. Tantas vezes impulsivo.&lt;br /&gt;Rifa-se este desequilibrado emocional que,&lt;br /&gt;abre sorrisos tão largos que quase dá pra engolir as orelhas,&lt;br /&gt;mas que também arranca lágrimas e faz murchar o rosto.&lt;br /&gt;Um coração para ser alugado,&lt;br /&gt;ou mesmo utilizado por quem gosta de emoções fortes.&lt;br /&gt;Um órgão abestado&lt;br /&gt;indicado apenas para quem quer viver intensamente e,&lt;br /&gt;contra indicado para os que apenas pretendem passar pela vida&lt;br /&gt;matando o tempo, defendendo-se das emoções.&lt;br /&gt;Rifa-se um coração tão inocente&lt;br /&gt;que se mostra sem armaduras e deixa louco o seu usuário.&lt;br /&gt;Um coração que quando parar de bater&lt;br /&gt;ouvirá o seu usuário dizer para São Pedro na hora da prestação de contas:&lt;br /&gt;" O Senhor poder conferir", eu fiz tudo certo,&lt;br /&gt;só errei quando coloquei sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Só fiz bobagens e me dei mal&lt;br /&gt;quando ouvi este louco coração de criança&lt;br /&gt;que insiste em não endurecer e, se recusa a envelhecer".&lt;br /&gt;Rifa-se um coração, ou mesmo troca-se por outro&lt;br /&gt;que tenha um pouco mais de juízo.&lt;br /&gt;Um órgão mais fiel ao seu usuário.&lt;br /&gt;Um amigo do peito que não maltrate tanto o ser que o abriga.&lt;br /&gt;Um coração que não seja tão inconseqüente.&lt;br /&gt;Rifa-se um coração cego, surdo e mudo,&lt;br /&gt;mas que incomoda um bocado.&lt;br /&gt;Um verdadeiro caçador de aventuras que,&lt;br /&gt;ainda não foi adotado, provavelmente,&lt;br /&gt;por se recusar a cultivar ares selvagens ou racionais,&lt;br /&gt;por não querer perder o estilo.&lt;br /&gt;Oferece-se um coração vadio, sem raça, sem pedigree.&lt;br /&gt;Um simples coração humano.&lt;br /&gt;Um impulsivo membro de comportamento até meio ultrapassado.&lt;br /&gt;Um modelo cheio de defeitos que,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo estando fora do mercado,&lt;br /&gt;faz questão de não se modernizar, mas vez por outra,&lt;br /&gt;constrange o corpo que o domina.&lt;br /&gt;Um velho coração que convence seu usuário&lt;br /&gt;a publicar seus segredos e, a ter a petulância&lt;br /&gt;de se aventurar como poeta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-7211022398610358472?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/7211022398610358472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/na-falta-do-que-postar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/7211022398610358472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/7211022398610358472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/na-falta-do-que-postar.html' title='Na falta do que postar...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCi7Xj0UoTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oHmX7_6ma9E/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-2302803256753410703</id><published>2010-06-26T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T08:57:16.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trilhas sonoras e resoluções...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Esses dias o Nando escreveu sobre Trilhas Sonoras de sua vida...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Ontem enquanto eu dirigia com o rádio ligado, é lógico... Comecei a pensar... Coitados do Tico e do Teco! Eles têm trabalhado horrores nos últimos dias!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Lembrei de duas músicas que tenho escutado direto e que me fazem sentir melhor... Principalmente em virtude de toda a confusão que se instalou em meu coração e em minha cabecinha de cearense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As músicas são: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Smile... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If you smile With your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you'll just Smile...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-alt: 7.95pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E a outra é Somebody… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now they laugh about the moment that it happened A moment they'd both missed until that day When he saw his future in her eyes Instead of just another friendly face And he wonders why He searched so long When she was always there at that diner waiting on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-theme-font: major-fareast; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-alt: 7.95pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Sempre que as escuto eu me sinto melhor e meu espírito de enche de esperanças e então eu dou aquele suspiro e digo... Pra frente cabeçuda, que tudo dará certo!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;É lógico que quando isso não dá certo eu chamo meus amigos super poderosos!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Raih... Que é só emoção e coração! Aquele que sempre tem a visão mais romântica de tudo... A razão também existe... Mas ela sempre fica em segundo lugar. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Nando... Ele é mais que racional! É a razão falando... Mas sempre deixando o coração dar um pitaco ou outro!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Marcelo... Esse quase não fala... Mas quando me abraça eu sei que tudo vai se acertar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Não sei o que seria de minha vida sem meus amigos super poderosos! E o melhor de tudo é que independente do conselho dado... Ambos dizem a mesma coisa... Estaremos sempre ao seu lado! SEMPRE!! E isso me conforta e me anima imensamente! Amo meus amigos lindos!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Ontem eu dei o primeiro passo para resolver algo que está acabando comigo e com meu coração que há muito tempo andava feliz, sossegado e intacto. Mas que agora está numa sinuca de bico! Mas vai passar... De uma maneira ou de outra... Vai passar!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Sei que nem sempre acaba da maneira que queremos ou sonhamos... Mas tudo na vida passa, não é mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;? ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; Coisas boas ou ruins... Tanto faz! Tudo nessa vida um dia passa!! Embora eu tenha a sensação de que se isso der certo... Será pra sempre! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Mas... Enquanto o Felizes para Sempre não chega... A gente vai tentando fazer as coisas de maneira correta e pedindo a Deus que ele acerte tudo e que se faça o melhor em nossas vidas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;E isso dando certo ou errado... Eu te amo, Cabeção!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I can´t stop loving you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCYi0692cpI/AAAAAAAAAm0/_624p0EdBZs/s1600/shrek2_wp08800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCYi0692cpI/AAAAAAAAAm0/_624p0EdBZs/s200/shrek2_wp08800.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-2302803256753410703?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/2302803256753410703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/trilhas-sonoras-e-resolucoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2302803256753410703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/2302803256753410703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/trilhas-sonoras-e-resolucoes.html' title='Trilhas sonoras e resoluções...'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCYi0692cpI/AAAAAAAAAm0/_624p0EdBZs/s72-c/shrek2_wp08800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-3553345514102206296</id><published>2010-06-24T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T03:20:25.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Certo ou errado?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Quem já não se apaixonou pela pessoa errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;? Ou melhor... Quem disse que a pessoa era a errada? Será que só o momento não foi o errado? Ou uns anos mais cedo... Ou alguns anos mais tarde? ? ? Não sei?!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;O fato que encontrei uma pessoa incrível, mas, no momento errado! Ou na situação errada... Ainda não sei ao certo! A única coisa da qual eu tenho certeza é que encontrei A PESSOA!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Sabe aquela pessoa que você espera a vida toda e quando a encontra, fica feliz por ter esperado tanto a sua chegada? ? ? Pois é...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Sabe quando você consegue se ver daqui a uns 20 anos? ? Sabe quando o sorriso daquela pessoa é tão brilhante e quente como o sol? Sabe aquela sensação de paz que você só sente quando abraça alguém que realmente ama? ? Sabe aquela alegria que te invade só por saber que aquela pessoa existe? ? Sabe quando apesar desse mundo ser cruel e caótico você se sente feliz e completa só por saber que aquela pessoa está viva? ? Pois é...&amp;nbsp; Eu sinto tudo isso!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Mas por algum motivo, que eu ainda não sei qual é... Eu fui me encantar pelo cara certo no momento errado. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Certo? ? Sim... Certo! Certo,&amp;nbsp; porque o sol de abre quando ele aparece. Meus problemas não existem&amp;nbsp; quando ele me abraça. Meus medos desaparecem quando ele diz que me adora. Tudo parece perfeito quando estou ao lado dele.&amp;nbsp; Fora outras sensações indescritíveis que só sinto ao lado dele... Tudo isso é incrível, não é mesmo? ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Não! Não é nada... De que adianta a pessoa certa se ela não pode ser sua?&amp;nbsp; De que adianta eu sentir esse amor se eu não posso vivê-lo plenamente?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;E apesar desse meu coração, teimoso e burro pra porra, me falar para seguir em frente e que se dane se o momento é certo ou errado... A minha razão,&amp;nbsp; insiste em me torturar diariamente e a me falar o quanto tudo isso é errado e o quanto eu devo me afastar de tudo isso... Mesmo que isso seja mais do que fascinante e incrivelmente fantástico.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Embora eu saiba exatamente o que fazer e saiba também que fim isso tudo terá... Eu fico esperando que algo mágico aconteça e ele venha para mim...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Bom... Sonhar não custa nada e sonhar renova as esperanças de um dia melhor!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Keep on dreaming!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCMw-q0b6GI/AAAAAAAAAms/0a69UphCyAI/s1600/avatar.pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCMw-q0b6GI/AAAAAAAAAms/0a69UphCyAI/s320/avatar.pic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2644759080665126957-3553345514102206296?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/3553345514102206296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/certo-ou-errado.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/3553345514102206296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/3553345514102206296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/certo-ou-errado.html' title='Certo ou errado?'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCMw-q0b6GI/AAAAAAAAAms/0a69UphCyAI/s72-c/avatar.pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-5257217552459276477</id><published>2010-06-23T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:09:46.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E agora?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Hoje fiz algo que não fazia há muito tempo! Eu estudei! Putz...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Ando meio preocupada com a idade e coisa tals! Mas pior que a idade é não ter um emprego fixo e tão sonhada estabilidade.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Se ao menos eu estivesse ficando velha e com grana... Daí beleza. Quem se importa em ficar velha! Mas ficar velha e pobre! Putz... Daí é foda!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Primeiro eu queria ser psicóloga... Fui jubilada!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Depois eu queria ser secretária... Depois de uns 10 anos como secretária eu larguei tudo depois de um surto de pânico!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Cacete... E agora&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Pensei no meio de outra crise de pânico!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Quero dar aulas de inglês!! E é o que estou fazendo! Mas apesar de eu amar dar aulas... O que ganho é uma miséria&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;e alegria no trampo, infelizmente, não pagam as contas!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;E cadê o plano B? Puta que o pariu! Não tenho! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;E cadê a poupança? Puta merda! Não tenho!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Pensei e pensei e pensei... Cruzes! Está saindo fumaça da minha cabeça! Meus neurônios, Tico e Teco, estão tostando em meio de pensamentos!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Vou estudar para concurso! Mas será que rola? Ô dúvida cruel... Vamos tentar! Não custa nada e até que eu costumava ser inteligente quando era mais nova!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Só espero que a motivação e a vontade de estudar continuem! O problema agora é... Que concurso fazer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Mas nisso eu penso depois! Agora eu vou voltar para a Lei 8112&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Wish me luck!!!&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/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCJbs1yxYfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/h5xRJXx0fAs/s1600/estudo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCJbs1yxYfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/h5xRJXx0fAs/s320/estudo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&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/2644759080665126957-5257217552459276477?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/5257217552459276477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-agora.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/5257217552459276477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/5257217552459276477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-agora.html' title='E agora?'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TCJbs1yxYfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/h5xRJXx0fAs/s72-c/estudo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644759080665126957.post-6952924675784114875</id><published>2010-06-15T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T14:15:10.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigos são para sempre!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Melhor que dinheiro, que namorado, que carro zero... A melhor coisa que há nesse mundo é ter AMIGOS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Amigo de verdade está sempre ao seu lado. Amigo de verdade não se preocupa se o seu carro é novo ou velho... Ele nem se importa se você tem carro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Amigo de verdade não liga se você usa roupa de grife ou da feira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Amigo de verdade não julga suas atitudes, ele apenas fica ao seu lado em toda e qualquer situação!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Não há como se sentir sozinha se você tem amigos de verdade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;E é por conta dos meus amigos, fieis escudeiros, confidentes, conselheiros, irmãos de coração... Por eles é que me sinto sempre tão feliz e completa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Aos meus amigos... Obrigada pelo carinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;AMO todos vocês!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644759080665126957-6952924675784114875?l=mundodelekka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/feeds/6952924675784114875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/amigos-sao-para-sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6952924675784114875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644759080665126957/posts/default/6952924675784114875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodelekka.blogspot.com/2010/06/amigos-sao-para-sempre.html' title='Amigos são para sempre!!'/><author><name>Lekka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06652823814893454963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TC3nwKnGvxE/TBft89GGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BvUZslrHWWM/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
