<?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-8855955036233578037</id><updated>2012-05-27T16:02:27.223-03:00</updated><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>v.reis</title><subtitle type='html'>it's just my humble opinion.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-5421964514008869106</id><published>2012-05-20T12:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-05-20T12:09:01.197-03:00</updated><title type='text'>... passa sozinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bom dia, tudo bem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Essa é para meus amigos, os mais queridos. ;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&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/-36Yb2wG3qqM/T7kIgGjeYdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QnZDtooo9JY/s1600/little+prince.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-36Yb2wG3qqM/T7kIgGjeYdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QnZDtooo9JY/s640/little+prince.jpg" width="432" /&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bom domingo, beijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vell&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/8855955036233578037-5421964514008869106?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/5421964514008869106/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/passa-sozinho.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5421964514008869106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5421964514008869106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/passa-sozinho.html' title='... passa sozinho'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-36Yb2wG3qqM/T7kIgGjeYdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/QnZDtooo9JY/s72-c/little+prince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-7003315434248969360</id><published>2012-05-17T19:15:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2012-05-17T19:15:59.525-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O passado fica no passado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Boa noite ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.7em; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Regina Azevedo escreve na revista “Planeta”:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.7em; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;“Muita energia é gasta em torno do que não vai dar certo. Generalizamos experiências ruins do passado como se fossem nossas únicas lembranças, eliminamos as coisas boas, distorcemos os momentos de felicidade – geralmente associando-os com as coisas terríveis que virão depois”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.7em; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Sdvkc8vAjU/T7V4QHl0ewI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DNftHPkC8xo/s1600/significado-tatuagem-laco-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Sdvkc8vAjU/T7V4QHl0ewI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DNftHPkC8xo/s320/significado-tatuagem-laco-10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;“Não vivemos o presente. Somos uns bons estudantes, para sermos bons profissionais… no futuro. Somos bons filhos, para sermos bons pais… no futuro”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.7em; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;“Ao emprestar dinheiro, sempre temos o cuidado de saber se nos podem pagar de volta. Então, porque emprestamos o nosso tempo a coisas sem importância, sabendo que estes momentos jamais nos serão devolvidos?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pense nisso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vell ;*&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/8855955036233578037-7003315434248969360?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/7003315434248969360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/o-passado-fica-no-passado.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/7003315434248969360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/7003315434248969360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/o-passado-fica-no-passado.html' title='O passado fica no passado.'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Sdvkc8vAjU/T7V4QHl0ewI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DNftHPkC8xo/s72-c/significado-tatuagem-laco-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-4296663013663914193</id><published>2012-05-16T19:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-05-16T19:14:31.853-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Simpatia não tem nada a ver comigo."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPCCAd40LhU/T7Qk7pnPKvI/AAAAAAAAAu0/pZzlt1CiAHU/s1600/Foto01041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPCCAd40LhU/T7Qk7pnPKvI/AAAAAAAAAu0/pZzlt1CiAHU/s320/Foto01041.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Decididamente, eu sei ser animada, sei ser amável. Agradável. Afável. E esses são apenas os As. Só não me peça para ser simpática. Simpatia não tem nada a ver comigo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Clichê não é? Mas me lembra um tempo bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E deixa eu te dizer uma coisa, mudando totalmente de assunto, não deixe que ninguém diga o que você tem que fazer, como deve agir, e não deixe ninguém por maldade, ou "inocência", tentar prejudicar você, mas não se vingue, não sinta raiva da pessoa, não faça nada, por Deus é justo e o mundo gira, e o mal por si só se destrói, lute pelo que você acha certo, pelo que você ama, pelo que é importante pra você, e deixe que o resto Deus realiza na sua vida, deixe que o resto a vida se encarrega de colocar no lugar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Um beijo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vell ;*&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/8855955036233578037-4296663013663914193?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/4296663013663914193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/simpatia-nao-tem-nada-ver-comigo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/4296663013663914193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/4296663013663914193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/simpatia-nao-tem-nada-ver-comigo.html' title='&quot;Simpatia não tem nada a ver comigo.&quot;'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPCCAd40LhU/T7Qk7pnPKvI/AAAAAAAAAu0/pZzlt1CiAHU/s72-c/Foto01041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-5436097875024565498</id><published>2012-05-15T20:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-05-15T20:11:39.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'>06 de maio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, já faz alguns dias, quase 10 dias, mas aqui estou pra tentar compartilhar com vocês como foi ir ao segundo show de Los Hermanos. Primeiro a fila de sempre, segundo não conseguir entrar por conta do ingresso meia. E agora? Não consigo acreditar que esperei meses, que fiquei ansiosa um dia inteiro pra chegar na hora e não poder ver uma das melhores banda brasileiras (sem clichê ok)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas enfim, uma boa alma, e um milagre depois estamos dentro da Concha Acústica. Caralho, mal posso acreditar! Será que elas vão tocar O Vencedor de primeira? A expectativa para que seja um show tão bom quanto ou melhor que o de 2010 aumenta, estou&amp;nbsp;próxima&amp;nbsp;do palco, embora não consiga ver muito claramente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de alguns longos minutos de espera, Marcelo Camela chega ao palco, seguido de Amarante, Medina e Barba, mais uma vez a sensação é surreal, a galera fica estarrecida, vibra, grita, chora, Uh é Los Hermanos, Uh é Los Hermanos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDpVmNK55pw/T7LfjbVovzI/AAAAAAAAAuY/gUH4WkBYjmo/s1600/12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDpVmNK55pw/T7LfjbVovzI/AAAAAAAAAuY/gUH4WkBYjmo/s320/12.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-af3p1sT1Peo/T7Lf1O6yE8I/AAAAAAAAAug/l9iXcjzTGfc/s1600/6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-af3p1sT1Peo/T7Lf1O6yE8I/AAAAAAAAAug/l9iXcjzTGfc/s320/6.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;E mais uma vez o show se inicía com O Vencedor. A galera cantando, enquanto a banda curte, curte a vibe boa de salvador, a sensação de estar com esse povo lindo de novo! E depois, só alegria, uma música atrás da outra, Tenha Dó, Descoberta, O Vento, Condicional, A Outra, O Velho e O Moço, Azedume, Além do que se vê, Sétimo Andar, e creiam, ANA JÚLIA. Meus Deus, o nome da minha filha vai ser Ana Júlia em memória a essa noite! E Sentimental? Música que marcou tanto os hermanos, que rendeu até video no &lt;a href="http://g1.globo.com/platb/instanteposterior/2012/05/08/bsbssa/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;a href="http://g1.globo.com/platb/instanteposterior/2012/05/08/bsbssa/"&gt;Medina&lt;/a&gt;... Tentar explicar o que se sente em um show desses seria meio impossível, pois são tantos sentimentos juntos, tantas sensações, que nossa, você não sabe se chora, se rir, se grita... Mas uma coisa é certa, você não consegue parar de cantar, e cantar como se sua vida dependesse disso. Um dos melhores shows da minha vida... E a única coisa que posso dizer sobre esse show maravilhoso é que "eu trocaria a eternidade por essa noite.".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Um beeeeeeijo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Vell ;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-5436097875024565498?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/5436097875024565498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/06-de-maio.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5436097875024565498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5436097875024565498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/06-de-maio.html' title='06 de maio'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDpVmNK55pw/T7LfjbVovzI/AAAAAAAAAuY/gUH4WkBYjmo/s72-c/12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-9018899277333558600</id><published>2012-05-08T20:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-05-08T20:45:13.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Limites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8tGr9QSMfI/T6msOR9dGjI/AAAAAAAAAt0/jdvKTbNOViw/s1600/BlairSerena20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8tGr9QSMfI/T6msOR9dGjI/AAAAAAAAAt0/jdvKTbNOViw/s320/BlairSerena20.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Um dia você acorda e vê que até os laços mais fortes tem seus limites."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Uma amiga me disse isso agora, e a ficha caiu. E quando você está em conflito você tenta de todas as maneiras consertar as coisas, primeiro dentro de você e depois desesperadamente, tenta conserta-las do lado de fora. Mas existem coisas que não tem conserto, coisas que não valem a pena o esforço. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Mas pior do que está na ignorância, é dar luz ao conhecimento, ao saber, á solução do problema e não poder fazer nada, só ficar ali, parada, olhando, enquanto todo o seu mundo, a sua força, o seu domínio de si, desmorona. O que fazer, quando você quer acreditar que mantém o controle, mas no fundo sabe que está perdida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;O que fazer quando você se dar conta de que o sonho era só isso, um sonho, e que a realidade está diante de você, te colocando na parede, e sussurrando insistentemente para que você faça uma escolha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;E o que é liberdade? Aprendi que ser livre é ter a coisa mais importante do mundo, sem ainda assim a possuí-la, sem ser seu senhor, seu dono. É como Paulo Coelho diz em Brida... "As flores refletem bem o verdadeiro. Quem tenta possuir uma flor, verá sua beleza murchando. Mas quem olhar uma flor no campo, permanecerá para sempre com ela.". Tudo aquilo que me prende, me sufoca, e tudo que sufoca, me impede de ter forças para realizar os meu sonhos. Daí a necessidade tão iminente de fazer uma escolha, com medo é claro, porque aquele que diz nunca ter medo de fazer escolhas mente para si mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"Quando alguém encontra seu caminho, precisa ter coragem suficiente para dar passos errados. As decepções, as derrotas, o desânimo são ferramentas que Deus utiliza para mostrar a estrada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Agora é esperar, tudo na vida tem um momento certo, e eu espero saber reconhece-lo, e como essa mesma amiga disse... "ter forças para tomar a decisão correta.". Meio confuso não é? Pois é assim que tenho me sentindo nos últimos dias. Enfim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Um beijo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Vell ;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-9018899277333558600?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/9018899277333558600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/limites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/9018899277333558600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/9018899277333558600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/05/limites.html' title='Limites'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8tGr9QSMfI/T6msOR9dGjI/AAAAAAAAAt0/jdvKTbNOViw/s72-c/BlairSerena20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-8663595872431738432</id><published>2012-04-28T21:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-04-28T21:00:12.977-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Delena ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3NvwXhojLU/T5yEXKDBgYI/AAAAAAAAAto/Tl6x4-qT5IQ/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3NvwXhojLU/T5yEXKDBgYI/AAAAAAAAAto/Tl6x4-qT5IQ/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="background-color: #f7f3ee; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 26px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="background-color: #f7f3ee; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 26px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong style="background-color: #f7f3ee; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 26px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Damon:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f7f3ee; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 26px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu só preciso dizer isso uma vez, você só tem que ouvir o que vou dizer. Eu amo você, Elena. E é porque eu amo você que... Não posso ser egoísta com você... e porque você não pode saber disso. Eu não mereço você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f7f3ee; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 26px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Meu&amp;nbsp;Deus, eu gostaria que você não tivesse que se esquecer disso. Mas é necessário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f7f3ee; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 26px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f7f3ee; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 26px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E aí, quem tá curtindo?&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/8855955036233578037-8663595872431738432?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/8663595872431738432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/04/delena.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/8663595872431738432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/8663595872431738432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/04/delena.html' title='Delena ;)'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3NvwXhojLU/T5yEXKDBgYI/AAAAAAAAAto/Tl6x4-qT5IQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-6354122491994744170</id><published>2012-04-16T18:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-04-16T18:49:56.061-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Los (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"...paz, eu quero paz, quero dançar com outro par pra variar amor..."&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muukRlAw_pM/T4yToZ7cqqI/AAAAAAAAAtc/6VPTW1TSJ7o/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muukRlAw_pM/T4yToZ7cqqI/AAAAAAAAAtc/6VPTW1TSJ7o/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faltam agora apenas alguns dias, e estou tão ansiosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ótima Semana,&lt;br /&gt;Love, Vell ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-6354122491994744170?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/6354122491994744170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/04/los-l.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6354122491994744170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6354122491994744170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/04/los-l.html' title='Los (L)'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muukRlAw_pM/T4yToZ7cqqI/AAAAAAAAAtc/6VPTW1TSJ7o/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-7834835804010328645</id><published>2012-04-09T18:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-04-09T18:55:40.214-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aV7tSl_uyg8/T4Nalttj9gI/AAAAAAAAAtU/DTVGPT3ixfU/s1600/blair-and-chuck-in-paris.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aV7tSl_uyg8/T4Nalttj9gI/AAAAAAAAAtU/DTVGPT3ixfU/s320/blair-and-chuck-in-paris.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Em um instante tudo muda. Esquecemos o passado e vamos em direção ao desconhecido, nosso futuro. Vamos para lugares distantes para tentar nos encontrar ou tentamos nos perder explorando prazeres perto de casa. Os problemas começam quando nos recusamos a mudar e voltamos aos velhos hábitos. Mas se você se prende muito no passado, o futuro pode nunca vir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sem ânimo nenhum pra escrever nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love, Vell&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/8855955036233578037-7834835804010328645?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/7834835804010328645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/04/future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/7834835804010328645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/7834835804010328645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/04/future.html' title='the future'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aV7tSl_uyg8/T4Nalttj9gI/AAAAAAAAAtU/DTVGPT3ixfU/s72-c/blair-and-chuck-in-paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-1314510354914070524</id><published>2012-04-06T23:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-04-06T23:25:09.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Geminiana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oi oi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tem gente que não acreditam nesse lance de zodiáco né? Mas eu acredito, rs e meu irmão me contou que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;existem três tipos de&amp;nbsp;geminianos...&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;São 3 tipos, que são influenciados e regidos por momentos distintos dos astros e planetas. Existe o tipo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Geminiano - Mercuriano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;, que são os nascidos do dia 21 a 29. O tipo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Geminiano - Venusiano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;, nascidos no período de 30 de Maio a 8 de Junho e por último o tipo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Geminiano - Uraniano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;, com os nascidos entre 9 e 20 de Junho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #999999; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Eu sou do tipo Uraniana, e por&amp;nbsp;incrível&amp;nbsp;que pareça me descreve muuuito bem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Qualidades: intelectualidade, ecletismo, inteligência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vícios: indiferença, destrutividade, indiferença sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hora de Nascimento: Entre 6h e 13:59m;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;Estes podem ser os mais uteis ou os mais perigosos nativos de Gêmeos. A influência de Urano, combinada com a irradiação de Mercúrio, proporciona uma inteligência viva, fulgurante, capaz de resolver rapidamente os mais complicados problemas, ou de arquitetar o mais malicioso plano em poucos segundos.Embora hábeis, espertos e evasivos, sabem manter a palavra quando a dão. Podem também, quando negativos, enganar o próximo de modo tão notável que raramente alguém consegue descobri-los em falta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Legal né?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bjs, bom fds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love, Vell&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/8855955036233578037-1314510354914070524?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/1314510354914070524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/04/geminiana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/1314510354914070524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/1314510354914070524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/04/geminiana.html' title='Geminiana'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-3486330178799481741</id><published>2012-03-30T19:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-30T19:24:14.569-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Be free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AX8hVUVeI30/T3YyFLAdUtI/AAAAAAAAAsc/uUA4JZAvL6w/s1600/2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AX8hVUVeI30/T3YyFLAdUtI/AAAAAAAAAsc/uUA4JZAvL6w/s320/2.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;"A independência é o privilégio dos fortes, da reduzida minoria que tem o calor de auto-afirmar-se. E aquele que trata de ser independente, sem estar obrigado a isso, mostra que não apenas é forte mas também possuidor de uma audácia imensa. Aventura-se num labirinto, multiplica os mil perigos que implica a vida; se isola e se deixa arrastar por algum minotauro oculto na caverna de sua consciência. Se tal homem se extinguisse estaria tão longe da compreensão dos homens que estes nem o sentiriam nem se comoveriam em absoluto. Seu caminho está traçado, não pode voltar atrás, nem sequer lograr a compaixão dos seres humanos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Nietzsche&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/8855955036233578037-3486330178799481741?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/3486330178799481741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/03/be-free.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/3486330178799481741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/3486330178799481741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/03/be-free.html' title='Be free'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AX8hVUVeI30/T3YyFLAdUtI/AAAAAAAAAsc/uUA4JZAvL6w/s72-c/2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-5499750079817914155</id><published>2012-03-28T07:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-28T07:30:22.567-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Senhor de si</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCQZLfq0sWQ/T3Ln6tmTQLI/AAAAAAAAAsU/RzeQr8asE80/s1600/imagem8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCQZLfq0sWQ/T3Ln6tmTQLI/AAAAAAAAAsU/RzeQr8asE80/s400/imagem8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724893072199991474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;"A gente sempre destrói aquilo que ama em um campo aberto, ou numa emboscada; alguns com a beleza do carinho, outros com a dureza das palavras, os covardes destroem com um beijo, os valentes destroem com a espada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;Tenho certeza que em algum momento da sua vida, você se questionou o porquê de estar dando tudo errado. Mas é só uma questão de perspectiva... Talvez se você olhasse ou olhar de outro angulo você vai perceber que não existem só coisas ruins nas situações que te rodeiam, e na verdade as coisas só dão erradas quando você permite que dê. Lute pelo que acha certo, seja rei de si, e aprenda que vai chegar a hora em que só você, ninguém mais vai decidir o que é bom pra você. E em determinadas situações, o sofrimento é sim opcional, você pode escolher encarar de frente, lutar pra mudar o jogo, ao invés de ficar se lamentando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ótima quarta-feira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love, Vell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-5499750079817914155?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/5499750079817914155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/03/senhor-de-si.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5499750079817914155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5499750079817914155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/03/senhor-de-si.html' title='Senhor de si'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCQZLfq0sWQ/T3Ln6tmTQLI/AAAAAAAAAsU/RzeQr8asE80/s72-c/imagem8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-9021294811333417724</id><published>2012-03-26T20:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-26T21:43:02.277-03:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hU0bieSUgUQ/T3ECQrIBXaI/AAAAAAAAAr0/FO13yZORS90/s400/blair-e-chuck.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724359086842142114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Se eu ficar feia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Eu fico míope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Se eu ficar triste?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Eu viro um palhaço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Se eu ficar gorda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Eu quebro o espelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Se eu ficar velha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Eu fico velho junto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Se eu ficar rouca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Eu fico surdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Se eu ficar chata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;- Eu te faço cócegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;O importante da vida é ter com quem contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-9021294811333417724?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/9021294811333417724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/03/true-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/9021294811333417724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/9021294811333417724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/03/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hU0bieSUgUQ/T3ECQrIBXaI/AAAAAAAAAr0/FO13yZORS90/s72-c/blair-e-chuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-3241952902741046407</id><published>2012-01-15T22:41:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:14:37.644-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Make your choice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3vIGREp9FM/TxNz4L5beiI/AAAAAAAAArc/PumNO_YrxE8/s1600/taylor-momsen-rv-made-for.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3vIGREp9FM/TxNz4L5beiI/AAAAAAAAArc/PumNO_YrxE8/s400/taylor-momsen-rv-made-for.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698025362657344034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;"Dizem que, não importa qual seja a verdade, as pessoas vêem o que querem ver. Algumas pessoas podem dar um passo para trás e descobrirem que estavam olhando a mesma cena por todo o tempo. Algumas pessoas podem ver que suas mentiras quase acabaram com elas. Algumas pessoas podem ver o que estava na sua frente o tempo todo. E ainda há aquelas pessoas que correm o máximo que podem para não terem que olhar para si mesmas." (GG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Faça sua escolha, decida seu futuro, essa é a hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Beijos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Love, Vell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Ps. próxima tatoo a caminho ;)&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/8855955036233578037-3241952902741046407?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/3241952902741046407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/01/make-your-choice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/3241952902741046407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/3241952902741046407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/01/make-your-choice.html' title='Make your choice.'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3vIGREp9FM/TxNz4L5beiI/AAAAAAAAArc/PumNO_YrxE8/s72-c/taylor-momsen-rv-made-for.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-6753682046542122112</id><published>2012-01-10T23:29:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:38:34.142-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Se não tiver alguém em quem confiar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teF4GoJ6K0k/TwznNR4gu0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/cZL79z39uUI/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teF4GoJ6K0k/TwznNR4gu0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/cZL79z39uUI/s400/2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696181844041579330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;i&gt;... Confie em si mesmo, quem acredita SEMPRE alcança.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Só pra deixar registrado... o comecinho do primeiro objetivo de 2012 a ser realizado. Se você tem algo que deseja, que precisa, não espere por ninguém, dependa de você mesmo, corra atrás, se dedique, invista seu dinheiro, seu tempo, porque no final vai valer a pena. E que venha 2012 e com ele todos os sonhos e planos que se realizarão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Um beijo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;love, Vell.&lt;/span&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/8855955036233578037-6753682046542122112?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/6753682046542122112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/01/se-nao-tiver-alguem-em-quem-confiar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6753682046542122112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6753682046542122112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/01/se-nao-tiver-alguem-em-quem-confiar.html' title='Se não tiver alguém em quem confiar...'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teF4GoJ6K0k/TwznNR4gu0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/cZL79z39uUI/s72-c/2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-132206966576570076</id><published>2012-01-07T14:14:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T14:31:36.462-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Molhar o cabelo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IEtksSUwzQ/Twhw1FrHWwI/AAAAAAAAArA/9JWfpNsLhdo/s1600/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IEtksSUwzQ/Twhw1FrHWwI/AAAAAAAAArA/9JWfpNsLhdo/s400/blog2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694925786168384258" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Alguns dizem que o amor é um rio ,alguns dizem que o amor é uma musica boba , alguns dizem que o amor está ao nosso redor, nos eleva para onde pertencemos , alguns dizem que o amor é ouvir risadas durante a chuva , mas .. todos nós sabemos que o amor é um sofrimento. (GG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Hoje eu acordei pensando sobre isso. E cheguei a conclusão que o amor pode mesmo ser um sofrimento, e aí quando sofremos pela primeira vez fica difícil ser inteiro de novo, é como quando entramos numa piscina e não quero molhar o cabelo.. todo o resto está embaixo d'água, mas a nossa cabeça não faz parte disso. É como se a nossa mente, o nosso racional precisasse ficar de fora, pra poder comandar o resto do corpo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Mas me diz, qual é a graça de tomar banho de piscina sem poder se molhar por completo? Sem apostar quem dá mais voltas na piscina por baixo da água? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Assim também é com o amor, ninguém é igual, e não significa que se você sofreu uma vez vai acontecer de novo. A probabilidade é grande, mas cada vez que você fica um pouquinho mais embaixo d'água a sua resistência vai aumentando, e daqui a pouquinho você consegue suportar a pressão com muito mais facilidade. Pense nisso, eu já resolvei que molhar o cabelo é bem mais divertido. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Beijos, ótimo final de semana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Love, Vell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&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/8855955036233578037-132206966576570076?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/132206966576570076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/01/molhar-o-cabelo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/132206966576570076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/132206966576570076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/01/molhar-o-cabelo.html' title='Molhar o cabelo.'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IEtksSUwzQ/Twhw1FrHWwI/AAAAAAAAArA/9JWfpNsLhdo/s72-c/blog2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-5062946171280979951</id><published>2012-01-05T23:09:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:18:36.478-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fix You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elSRtPtCVE0/TwZKrUmMlVI/AAAAAAAAAqo/7tNdzLUkbGU/s1600/tumblr_lbfwo2oX8e1qco8wg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elSRtPtCVE0/TwZKrUmMlVI/AAAAAAAAAqo/7tNdzLUkbGU/s400/tumblr_lbfwo2oX8e1qco8wg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694320886980318546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(163, 163, 163); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: right; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(163, 163, 163); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: right; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Tears stream down your face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(163, 163, 163); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: right; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(163, 163, 163); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: right; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(163, 163, 163); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: right; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(163, 163, 163); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: right; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;Lágrimas rolam no seu rosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;Quando você perde algo que não pode substituir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); "&gt;Já que o ano começou agora pense em tudo que você perdeu em 2011, e em tudo que você gostaria de não perder em 2012,pense em todas as pessoas, as coisas que você ama, e conserve aquilo que te é querido, que te é precioso, pois como diz a canção de coldplay, existem coisas que você nunca conseguirá substituir, e quando você as perde, a única coisa que você pode fazer é chorar, só pra lavar a alma, pra consolar nem que seja um pouco o seu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); "&gt;Desejo um 2012 diferente pra todos. É lógico que todos os anos são único, mas tenho dentro de mim a sensação de que esse ano fará a diferença na vida de muuuuuita gente. E é isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); "&gt;Beiijos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); "&gt;Love, Vell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-5062946171280979951?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/5062946171280979951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/01/fix-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5062946171280979951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5062946171280979951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2012/01/fix-you.html' title='Fix You.'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elSRtPtCVE0/TwZKrUmMlVI/AAAAAAAAAqo/7tNdzLUkbGU/s72-c/tumblr_lbfwo2oX8e1qco8wg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-6574448876645633476</id><published>2011-12-03T01:30:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T01:33:31.006-02:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38NFWg0gKgE/TtmYM4hixdI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IpmZaHaCmXg/s1600/198666_197875750270544_100001443612272_495348_782182_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38NFWg0gKgE/TtmYM4hixdI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IpmZaHaCmXg/s400/198666_197875750270544_100001443612272_495348_782182_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681739752003519954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Bateu saudades. ;*&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/8855955036233578037-6574448876645633476?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/6574448876645633476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/12/nostalgia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6574448876645633476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6574448876645633476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/12/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia ;)'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38NFWg0gKgE/TtmYM4hixdI/AAAAAAAAAqU/IpmZaHaCmXg/s72-c/198666_197875750270544_100001443612272_495348_782182_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-8632273008510006032</id><published>2011-11-19T16:10:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T16:18:13.172-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Antecipe seu natal ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Demorando de novo hein?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Mas é que meu tio bloqueou todos os computadores da casa, sim TODOS. Enfim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wdBgb7BX30g/TsfxYmOdfeI/AAAAAAAAAqE/xSBnuu7DhG4/s400/305119_118839954894155_100003044526202_109435_698293367_n.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676771260204154338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Convenção O Boticário 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;O post não é pra fazer marketing, a intenção é só registrar o quanto me sinto privilegiada por trabalhar com pessoas tão maravilhosas como essas, encontrei amigas, irmãs. E não é porque trabalho lá não, mas O Boticário é realmente uma empresa maravilhosa, linda, e é impossível você não se apaixonar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;E aproveitando o post sugiro que você antecipe suas compras de Natal, parafraseando minha prima Vivian "já estou sentindo o cheirinho de natal", esse mês chegaram vários estojos lindos, e com os preços bem acessíveis, visite uma de nossas lojas, garanto que você vai amar. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ótimo fds, beeeijos&lt;/span&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/8855955036233578037-8632273008510006032?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/8632273008510006032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/11/antecipe-seu-natal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/8632273008510006032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/8632273008510006032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/11/antecipe-seu-natal.html' title='Antecipe seu natal ;-)'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wdBgb7BX30g/TsfxYmOdfeI/AAAAAAAAAqE/xSBnuu7DhG4/s72-c/305119_118839954894155_100003044526202_109435_698293367_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-5684219791892269770</id><published>2011-11-06T18:15:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T18:18:13.123-02:00</updated><title type='text'>... você me adora, me acha foda!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Não importa se eu não sou o que você quer, não é MINHA culpa SUA projeção, aceito a apatia se vier, só não desonre o meu nome. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--kfBAlpevpQ/TrbrHRjBqAI/AAAAAAAAAp4/peJO_Agkjw0/s1600/295992_239140582810727_100001443612272_622319_7017383_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--kfBAlpevpQ/TrbrHRjBqAI/AAAAAAAAAp4/peJO_Agkjw0/s400/295992_239140582810727_100001443612272_622319_7017383_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671979290921641986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boa semana a todos ;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-5684219791892269770?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/5684219791892269770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/11/voce-me-adora-me-acha-foda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5684219791892269770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/5684219791892269770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/11/voce-me-adora-me-acha-foda.html' title='... você me adora, me acha foda!'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--kfBAlpevpQ/TrbrHRjBqAI/AAAAAAAAAp4/peJO_Agkjw0/s72-c/295992_239140582810727_100001443612272_622319_7017383_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-6388065575384181555</id><published>2011-10-31T23:52:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T23:57:48.732-02:00</updated><title type='text'>mas os amigos de verdade são para sempre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mesmo quando você não sabe para onde vai, ajuda saber que você não está indo sozinha. (GG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlPiFovKHSg/Tq9RT1211QI/AAAAAAAAAps/f2oBnXOcI6g/s1600/304120_238901342834651_100001443612272_621162_396078024_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlPiFovKHSg/Tq9RT1211QI/AAAAAAAAAps/f2oBnXOcI6g/s400/304120_238901342834651_100001443612272_621162_396078024_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669839857199207682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Tee amoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-6388065575384181555?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/6388065575384181555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/10/mas-os-amigos-de-verdade-sao-para.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6388065575384181555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6388065575384181555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/10/mas-os-amigos-de-verdade-sao-para.html' title='mas os amigos de verdade são para sempre.'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlPiFovKHSg/Tq9RT1211QI/AAAAAAAAAps/f2oBnXOcI6g/s72-c/304120_238901342834651_100001443612272_621162_396078024_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-3098361074687421049</id><published>2011-10-24T01:09:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T01:11:42.445-02:00</updated><title type='text'>carpe diem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFZNjdvr40U/TqTXCeRpbdI/AAAAAAAAApY/YR4I3CUNZAs/s1600/316722_235875519803900_100001443612272_611843_552292811_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFZNjdvr40U/TqTXCeRpbdI/AAAAAAAAApY/YR4I3CUNZAs/s400/316722_235875519803900_100001443612272_611843_552292811_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666890668625718738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;isso sim é carpe diem. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;primeira de algumas... ótima semana a todos ;*&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/8855955036233578037-3098361074687421049?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/3098361074687421049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/10/carpe-diem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/3098361074687421049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/3098361074687421049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/10/carpe-diem.html' title='carpe diem'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFZNjdvr40U/TqTXCeRpbdI/AAAAAAAAApY/YR4I3CUNZAs/s72-c/316722_235875519803900_100001443612272_611843_552292811_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-6080023610019831847</id><published>2011-10-21T01:13:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T01:27:48.067-02:00</updated><title type='text'>excede todo entendimento..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Caramba, tem muito tempo que eu não posto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sabe, tem um tempo que eu venho pensando em como a vida da gente passa rápido, em como devemos aproveita-la ao máximo, porque em uma fração de segundos ela pode simplesmente acabar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Fazemos tantos planos, traçamos tantas metas, buscamos alcançar tantos objetivos, realizar tantos sonhos que acabamos por esquecer do mais importante: VIVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eu aprendi que VIVER é como AMAR, excede todo e qualquer entendimento, viver não se explica, se faz, ou melhor, se vive. Os momentos felizes, os amigos leais, os amores intensos e as paixões arrebatadoras que as vezes chegam com u&lt;/span&gt;ma facilidade incrível, e cativam nossos corações com uma facilidade ainda maior são para ser vividos, e depois guardados em nosso coração para que mesmo após terem nos deixado continuem conosco, sejam um pedaço de nós, da nossa alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNI-giFTcas/TqDlDNJgjEI/AAAAAAAAApM/iJIUDzEQbsY/s400/319571_232259590165493_100001443612272_600243_437658398_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665780174463994946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Viva o hoje, pare de tentar prever o amanhã, o amanhã de si mesmo se encarregará trazendo sutis e adoraveis surpresas, para aqueles que é claro, souberem aproveitar. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ótimo fds a todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ps. Rudy S., there's nothing like you and i :D&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/8855955036233578037-6080023610019831847?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/6080023610019831847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/10/caramba-tem-muito-tempo-que-eu-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6080023610019831847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6080023610019831847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/10/caramba-tem-muito-tempo-que-eu-nao.html' title='excede todo entendimento..'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNI-giFTcas/TqDlDNJgjEI/AAAAAAAAApM/iJIUDzEQbsY/s72-c/319571_232259590165493_100001443612272_600243_437658398_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-8785598781264228175</id><published>2011-09-10T10:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T10:48:38.794-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, good morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bom dia ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postando super rápido, só pra não deixar de atualizar. Sobre a queda de moto, bom, eu to bem, to tranquila, pra mim não disse nada, nem foi nada, a dor é muita isso é certo, mas garanto que as coisas do coração doem muito mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje tem show de catedral, rs. So nice, e o dia tá com um solzinho mentirooooooso, mas tá gostoso, tá um clima ameno. Vou correr, pq tenho que ir no shopping resolver umas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbZWIDi342c/Tmtp5AJ9EgI/AAAAAAAAApE/ZEzZyFlqlVY/s1600/324387_216534968404622_100001443612272_547893_1408966987_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbZWIDi342c/Tmtp5AJ9EgI/AAAAAAAAApE/ZEzZyFlqlVY/s400/324387_216534968404622_100001443612272_547893_1408966987_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650726585481630210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Afonsao, na Braskem. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Beijos, e ótimo fds a todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ps. Parabéns pra Liliu linda e pra Alanzinho :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-8785598781264228175?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/8785598781264228175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-good-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/8785598781264228175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/8785598781264228175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-good-morning.html' title='Hello, good morning!'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbZWIDi342c/Tmtp5AJ9EgI/AAAAAAAAApE/ZEzZyFlqlVY/s72-c/324387_216534968404622_100001443612272_547893_1408966987_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-4786145943896482244</id><published>2011-08-26T10:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:20:45.895-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida é bonita, mas pode ser linda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Olá gente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é com o slogan 2011 da rede de franquias O boticário que eu começo esse post, depois de zilhões de anos sem postar. E até porque é lá que eu trabalho agora, rs. E estou AMANDO! No mais a vida se resume a isso, porque estudando que é bom eu não estou.&lt;br /&gt;Pretendo e vou voltar ano que vem, engenharia elétrica na área1, mudança drástica hein? Pra quem fazia publicidade, engenharia é o extremo oposto. Mas como disse minha amiga Lilian "ow Veel, as vezes eu olho pra tras e vejo como minha vida vem mundando,  mas quando penso em você eu vejo como uma vida pode mudar!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLjvJ81_TEc/TleresegEnI/AAAAAAAAAo4/cpa4EcTWOrw/s1600/325751_208298059228313_100001443612272_523968_611413_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLjvJ81_TEc/TleresegEnI/AAAAAAAAAo4/cpa4EcTWOrw/s400/325751_208298059228313_100001443612272_523968_611413_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645169201755722354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;O Boticário - Braskem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu continuo afirmando que os homens são mestres do seu  próprio destino. Quem me conhecia a um ano atrás NUNCA poderia imaginar como minha vida iria mudar, e como eu mudaria também. Não preciso mais agradar a ninguém a não ser a mim, a meu próprio eu, meu  proprio querer, hoje governo minhas escolhas, tomo minhas próprias decisões, e arco com minhas consequências, não preciso e não tenho de ninguém me protegendo, me dizendo o que fazer, nem quem eu devo SER.  Sou quem quero, quem escolhi ser e isso me basta, não por enquanto, mas me basta para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;A vida é bonita, a minha até era, MAS pode ser LINDA. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;beijos, e ótimo fds. ;*&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Heitor, i still love you, i swear, i always will. ♥&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/8855955036233578037-4786145943896482244?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/4786145943896482244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/08/vida-e-bonita-mas-pode-ser-linda.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/4786145943896482244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/4786145943896482244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/08/vida-e-bonita-mas-pode-ser-linda.html' title='A vida é bonita, mas pode ser linda.'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLjvJ81_TEc/TleresegEnI/AAAAAAAAAo4/cpa4EcTWOrw/s72-c/325751_208298059228313_100001443612272_523968_611413_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8855955036233578037.post-6127878930471301517</id><published>2011-07-17T16:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T16:19:52.694-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A sete chaves - Maglora ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ela é a moça que sonha&lt;br /&gt; O tempo não lhe escorregar&lt;br /&gt; Seus segredos&lt;br /&gt; Não vem a tona&lt;br /&gt; Porque hão de se preservar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como pode assim um coração&lt;br /&gt; A sete chaves se trancar&lt;br /&gt; Pode esconder a emoção&lt;br /&gt; Com tanta ternura no olhar&lt;br /&gt; É só lembrar pra ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ua4EKRKn3E/TiM09a4o_EI/AAAAAAAAAow/CEDx2NBRawc/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ua4EKRKn3E/TiM09a4o_EI/AAAAAAAAAow/CEDx2NBRawc/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630402188936805442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ela pode ter um novo amor&lt;br /&gt; Para em mil pedaços revirar&lt;br /&gt; Peca na incerteza da paixão&lt;br /&gt; Mas num passo sabe contornar&lt;br /&gt; É só lembrar pra ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;É, parece que ela sente as cores do vento&lt;br /&gt; O destino que traçar&lt;br /&gt; Parece temer a força que vem de dentro&lt;br /&gt; Encantar, pra nunca mais deixar&lt;br /&gt; Pra sempre me levar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Vida realmente nova, com tempo eu paro aqui pra falar sobre as coisas que tem acontecido, mas posso dizer antecipadamente que estou feliz. Por opção, por própria escolha, por decisão minha, sem influência de ninguém! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;E volto a dizer,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Ora, se não sou eu, quem mais vai decidir o que é bom pra mim? DISPENSO a previsão."&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8855955036233578037-6127878930471301517?l=veronicareis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/feeds/6127878930471301517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/07/sete-chaves-maglora.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6127878930471301517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8855955036233578037/posts/default/6127878930471301517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veronicareis.blogspot.com/2011/07/sete-chaves-maglora.html' title='A sete chaves - Maglora ♫'/><author><name>vell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765243839505196929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4N95Oq6Bmo/T3Y7fbTdQGI/AAAAAAAAAso/vlQLiTa_Iv4/s220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ua4EKRKn3E/TiM09a4o_EI/AAAAAAAAAow/CEDx2NBRawc/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
