<?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-3642532597659343175</id><updated>2011-11-21T21:10:20.378-02:00</updated><title type='text'>1° de Abril</title><subtitle type='html'>Do you think it's real?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Bebo outro copo de cerveja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo quente,&lt;br /&gt;Algo acontece dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;E bebo mais um copo de cerveja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um lágrima que cai,&lt;br /&gt;Algo acontece dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Bebo mais cerveja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço forte,&lt;br /&gt;Algo acontece dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Cerveja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo sempre acontece dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manaka is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(esse aqui só o Caio César vai entender)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6380044830994430068?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6380044830994430068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-154892775749279655</id><published>2011-11-15T20:07:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T20:21:16.301-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold Me In Your Arms Sweetly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...E de repente, ela começa a chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fico observando enquanto suas lagrimas escorrem e ela as seca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Puxo-a para perto de mim e a abraço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O que raios estou fazendo, penso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas naquela hora abraçá-la era o que eu mais queria fazer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E também o que ela mais precisava que eu fizesse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ficamos lá, abraçados, como se o tempo tivesse parado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E como eu queria que isso tivesse acontecido...&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/3642532597659343175-154892775749279655?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/154892775749279655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/11/hold-me-in-your-arms-sweetly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Se vai o cravo da ferradura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por conta do cravo, se vai a ferradura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por conta da ferradura, se vai o cavalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por conta do cavalo, se vai o cavaleiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por conta do cavaleiro, se perde a batalha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por conta da batalha, se perde o reino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pequenos detalhes podem fazer uma grande diferença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pense nisso.&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/3642532597659343175-7761305456389563620?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/7761305456389563620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/lost-kingdom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7761305456389563620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7761305456389563620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/lost-kingdom.html' title='The Lost Kingdom'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-9203660471169100152</id><published>2011-03-29T17:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T17:33:50.218-03:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A chuva batia em seu rosto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E se fundia com as lágrimas que caiam de seus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Todos estavam mortos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Para todos os lados que ele olhava só via corpos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tanto de amigos como de inimigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O sangue deles agora se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;diluía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; com a água da chuva e a lama do campo de batalha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas a guerra ainda não havia acabado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O rei tinha que morrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E não havia mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fazê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-lo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Somente ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ele se ergue, pega a sua espada e parte rumo ao horizonte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sozinho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ferido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cansado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas com sonhos em seu coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Justiça,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Liberdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Felicidade.&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/3642532597659343175-9203660471169100152?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/9203660471169100152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-last-stand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9203660471169100152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9203660471169100152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-last-stand.html' title='One Last Stand'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-9098487060317240467</id><published>2011-03-23T23:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:00:55.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Only For Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O que não fazemos por amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Movemos montanhas, mares, planícies, céus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Até mesmo o planeta ou o sistema solar se for preciso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tudo isso somente para poder ver um sorriso no rosto dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Damos cambalhotas e piruetas, fazemos malabarismo e palhaçadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Aprendemos novas piadas, nos caracterizamos, viramos comediantes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Só para que ela esteja sempre feliz e nunca pare de rir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas se ela vier a parar de rir e começar a chorar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seremos o melhor ombro amigo para que as lágrimas seque,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Viraremos os melhores conselheiros que ela poderia ter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tudo isso por uma única pessoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Será que é exagero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Não sei dizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Só sei o que sinto.&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/3642532597659343175-9098487060317240467?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/9098487060317240467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/only-for-her.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9098487060317240467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9098487060317240467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/only-for-her.html' title='Only For Her'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3197057742352363961</id><published>2011-03-16T00:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T00:56:44.157-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Perigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nem quero saber&lt;br /&gt; Se o clima é prá romance&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou deixar correr&lt;br /&gt; De onde isso vem?&lt;br /&gt; Se eu tenho alguma chance&lt;br /&gt; A noite vai dizer&lt;br /&gt; Nisso todo mundo é igual&lt;br /&gt; Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum!&lt;br /&gt; Anjo do bem&lt;br /&gt; Gênio do mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Perigo é ter você&lt;br /&gt; Perto dos olhos&lt;br /&gt; Mas longe do coração&lt;br /&gt; Perigo é ver você&lt;br /&gt; Assim sorrindo&lt;br /&gt; Isso é muita tentação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Teus olhos, teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt; Uma noite&lt;br /&gt; Nem quero saber&lt;br /&gt; Se o clima prá romance&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou deixar correr&lt;br /&gt; De onde isso vem?&lt;br /&gt; Se eu tenho alguma chance&lt;br /&gt; A noite vai dizer&lt;br /&gt; Nisso todo mundo é igual&lt;br /&gt; Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum!&lt;br /&gt; Anjo do bem&lt;br /&gt; Gênio do mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Perigo é ter você&lt;br /&gt; Perto dos olhos&lt;br /&gt; Mas longe do coração&lt;br /&gt; Perigo é ver você&lt;br /&gt; Assim sorrindo&lt;br /&gt; Isso é muita tentação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Teus olhos, teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt; Uma noite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nisso todo mundo é igual&lt;br /&gt; Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum!&lt;br /&gt; Anjo do bem&lt;br /&gt; Gênio do mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Perigo é ter você&lt;br /&gt; Perto dos olhos&lt;br /&gt; Mas longe do coração&lt;br /&gt; Perigo é ver você&lt;br /&gt; Assim sorrindo&lt;br /&gt; Isso é muita tentação...(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Teus olhos, teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt; Uma noite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Perigo é ter você&lt;br /&gt; Perto dos olhos&lt;br /&gt; Mas longe do coração&lt;br /&gt; Perigo é ver você&lt;br /&gt; Assim sorrindo&lt;br /&gt; Isso é muita tentação...(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Teus olhos, teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt; Uma noite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Perigo é ter você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Perigo é ter você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Perigo é ter você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Perigo é ter você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perigo - Zizi Possi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ps1.: Acho que a música é dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ps2.: Vontade de colocar essa música aqui já tinha tempo, como hoje eu ouvi ela tocando lembrei.&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/3642532597659343175-3197057742352363961?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/3197057742352363961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/perigo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3197057742352363961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3197057742352363961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/perigo.html' title='Perigo'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6349090650077200931</id><published>2011-03-14T00:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T00:25:10.524-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Open The Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ele vai em direção a porta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Aonde você vai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Vou sair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Mas você não pode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- É claro que posso, você não tem nada a ver com isso! Você não me controla!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Controlo sim, você é meu! Sua vida me pertence!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Esse tempo acabou. Eu reinvidico minha vida de volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Não!!! Não vou deixar!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Então tente me impedir!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ele corre em direção a porta, mas quanto mais ele corre, mais distante a porta fica, até que ela o alcança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Nunca irei deixar você sair!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Tarde demais pra isso. Você perdeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E como se tivesse tomado uma punhalada no coração, ela o solta e lentamente a porta vai se aproximando deles. Ele a abre, olha pra trás mais uma vez e finalmente transpõe a porta. Não precisará mais voltar, agora ele tem um novo lugar para ir.&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/3642532597659343175-6349090650077200931?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6349090650077200931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/open-door.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6349090650077200931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6349090650077200931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/03/open-door.html' title='Open The Door'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6335575263558481455</id><published>2011-02-07T23:32:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T00:07:00.354-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories Of Nobody</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Memórias servem para que afinal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lembrar momentos bons, muitos irão dizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Outro dirão que é para lembrar os momentos ruins e aprender com eles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu ainda não descobri para que elas servem afinal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Acho que um pouco de cada um desses e mais um pouco de muitos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas mesmo descobrindo sua finalidade o que fazer com elas depois?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Guardá-las em seu íntimo ou esquece-las para sempre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu decidi o que fazer com as minhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Antes mesmo de descobrir para que elas servem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Atirei-as ao mar.&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/3642532597659343175-6335575263558481455?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6335575263558481455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/02/memories-of-nobody.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6335575263558481455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6335575263558481455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/02/memories-of-nobody.html' title='Memories Of Nobody'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-2605772046106493529</id><published>2011-01-27T00:09:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T00:20:22.901-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Your Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Muitas vezes eu paro e penso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Será que eu fiz a escolha correta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Será que deveria ser assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O que aconteceria se eu tivesse feito uma escolha diferente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Esses pensamentos me consomem e me devoram por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Muitas vezes eu gostaria de voltar no tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Só pra pode saber o que aconteceria se eu tivesse tomado a outra decisão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Assim eu poderia escolher o que seria melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas isso não seria correto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Realmente, o que está correto e o que está errado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Não há como saber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Assim como não há como saber como será o futuro para que eu possa escolhe-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Só posso escolher e depois torcer pra ter sido a escolha correta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E com isso, eu hei de seguir vivendo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sempre torcendo para que as escolhas tenham sido as corretas...&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/3642532597659343175-2605772046106493529?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/2605772046106493529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/01/make-your-choice.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2605772046106493529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2605772046106493529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/01/make-your-choice.html' title='Make Your Choice'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3254647709303821172</id><published>2011-01-17T17:04:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T17:19:36.814-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Antes de Partir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por que eu te amo tanto quanto odeio estar longe de você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por que quero vê-la sorrir, se quando estou junto de você não posso fazê-la feliz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas e se na verdade você é feliz ao meu lado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Os tempos mudaram mas você é a mesma garota pela qual eu quis amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E apesar de nossas diferenças,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Apesar de não querer te ver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Não estar ao seu lado é muito pior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ainda posso te abraçar sem medo de chorar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ainda posso te ver sorrir para me lembrar como é bom ter você comigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu não estou pedindo mais uma chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas as memórias que tenho com você, não quero atirar às chamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E se o medo te impede de tentar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Então lembre-se de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pois nem o nosso próprio ódio foi capaz de nos separar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E apesar do meu jeito difícil, eu não quero que você vire a esquina sem olhar para trás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por isso vou correr,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Por isso não irei te largar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E suas lágrimas irei enxugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pois o que sinto é terno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E traz consigo o eterno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Contigo para sempre caminharei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Se, não como desejei, como tiver de ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Porém quero apenas que seja com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;: Caio César de Amorim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Cruz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E possamos dizer que com uma pequena ajuda de inspiração minha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;XD&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/3642532597659343175-3254647709303821172?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/3254647709303821172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/01/antes-de-partir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3254647709303821172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3254647709303821172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2011/01/antes-de-partir.html' title='Antes de Partir'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-8715862593401819355</id><published>2010-12-26T20:05:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T20:10:37.831-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Só porque é natal eu deveria fazer um post sobre isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Até parece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Não gosto muito do natal, gosto mesmo é de comer tender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Em compensação, eu ouvi uma música tocando na rádio no dia 25 que eu achei simplesmente genial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Colocarei a letra aqui para que todos possam apreciá-la também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: Valeu Rod pelo presente de natal. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="cabecalho" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 127.7%;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nostradamus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a id="identificador_artista" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/eduardo-dusek/"&gt;Eduardo Dusek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Naquela manhã&lt;br /&gt; Eu acordei tarde, de bode&lt;br /&gt; Com tudo que sei&lt;br /&gt; Acendi uma vela&lt;br /&gt; Abri a janela&lt;br /&gt; E pasmei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alguns edifícios explodiam&lt;br /&gt; Pessoas corriam&lt;br /&gt; Eu disse bom dia&lt;br /&gt; E ignorei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Telefonei&lt;br /&gt; Pr'um toque tenha qualquer&lt;br /&gt; E não tinha&lt;br /&gt; Ninguém respondeu&lt;br /&gt; Eu disse: "Deus, Nostradamus&lt;br /&gt; Forças do bem e da maldade&lt;br /&gt; Vudoo, calamidade, juízo final&lt;br /&gt; Então és tu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;De repente na minha frente&lt;br /&gt; A esquadria de alumínio caiu&lt;br /&gt; Junto com vidro fumê&lt;br /&gt; O que fazer? Tudo ruiu&lt;br /&gt; Começou tudo a carcomer&lt;br /&gt; Gritei, ninguém ouviu&lt;br /&gt; E olha que eu ainda fiz psiu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; O dia ficou noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  O sol foi pro além&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  Eu preciso de alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  Vou até a cozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  Encontro Carlota, a cozinheira, morta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  Diante do meu pé, Zé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  Eu falei, eu gritei, eu implorei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  "Levanta e serve um café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  Que o mundo acabou!"&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/3642532597659343175-8715862593401819355?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/8715862593401819355/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8715862593401819355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8715862593401819355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6695462960550603266</id><published>2010-12-20T20:20:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T20:42:52.632-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon [2]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh, bendita lua que estás no céu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sempre a nos observar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Já observou tantas e tantas vezes essas mesmas lágrimas que caem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Faça com que seu brilho as seque como sempre fez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Você que está sempre a nos iluminar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Peço encarecidamente que ilumine meu caminho mais uma vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Para que eu não vá pelos mesmos caminhos tortuosos de outrora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lua, lua, horas acho que sorri, horas acho que chora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sorri com a minha tristeza e choras com minha felicidade ou sorri quando sorrio e c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;horas quando choro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Acho que na verdade choras por mim, e sorri para me fazer achar que está bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pois que as suas lágrimas se transformem em chuva e que essa chuva lave todo o meu ser, para que assim eu possa lhe compreender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Você que já secou tantas lágrimas como as minhas, talvez tenha algo a me ensinar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Quem sabe talvez assim, a mesma história não se repita novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ou até mesmo que se repita, mas que desta vez, com um final feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh, grande lua que estás no céu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TQ_bwXmdtzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S-X1bfqJ6jg/s1600/PB210131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TQ_bwXmdtzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S-X1bfqJ6jg/s400/PB210131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552898489586661170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6695462960550603266?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6695462960550603266/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/12/full-moon-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6695462960550603266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6695462960550603266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/12/full-moon-2.html' title='Full Moon [2]'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TQ_bwXmdtzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S-X1bfqJ6jg/s72-c/PB210131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-8267509750614108705</id><published>2010-11-22T00:37:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T00:55:30.154-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon</title><content type='html'>Adoro observar a lua, mas principalmente quando ela está em sua fase cheia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Caminho pela rua ouvindo minhas músicas, sempre olhando para o céu e a procurar seu brilho.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;E quando eu a encontro, sorrio e canto ainda mais alto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As ruas noturnas vazias me permitem fazer isso sem parecer um louco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mas quem hoje em dia não é louco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mas voltando a lua, ela me traz muitas lembranças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Boas e ruins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Prefiro lembrar só das boas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;E sempre que eu a olho fico me perguntando se você também a está olhando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Onde quer que você esteja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Olhando e se lembrando das coisas boas também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;E pretendo fazer isso muitas e muitas vezes mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;E se fosse possível, de preferência, ao seu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Para poder ter mais momentos bons para l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;embrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ah, como eu gosto de olhar a lua cheia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-124533300376473768</id><published>2010-11-11T00:08:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:19:00.018-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquarius</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ele estava vazio agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Todo dia de manha eu olhava para ele enquanto tomava meu café,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas a beleza que outrora possuía agora não passa de um interior vazio, sem vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Os belos peixes coloridos que por ele nadavam, peixes de todas as cores e formatos, já não se viam mais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As plantas que o ornamentavam também se foram,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Até mesmo o cascalho que revestia o fundo, agora só se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vêem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; resquícios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ter que vê-lo assim me intristece, mas nada posso fazer para que ele volte a ser como era antes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Talvez por que seja muito difícil mantê-lo do jeito que era,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Talvez por falta de motivação mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E assim, os dias vão passando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E ele continuará lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sem vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sem esperanças de viver novamente.&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/3642532597659343175-124533300376473768?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/124533300376473768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/11/aquarius.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que sensação é essa que sinto brotar dentro de mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É uma sensação forte que me dominda completamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque será que só sinto isso quando estou com você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Será que isso é amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não poderia ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não depois de tanto tempo, não faria sentido ser isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se não for isso, o que mais pode ser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só me sinto bem quando estou com você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só você me faz sorrir com o coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só com você que sinto a paz que sempre busquei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só você sabe me amar como eu realmente sou com todo o seu amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É, acho que a melhor descrição para isso que sinto se chama mesmo amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas eu ainda tenho dúvidas maiores ainda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que você também sente o mesmo por mim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que você também se sente assim quando está comigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que você também chama isso de amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TM5JjDHj5OI/AAAAAAAAAF0/soIF-DuT-uc/s1600/041.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TM5JjDHj5OI/AAAAAAAAAF0/soIF-DuT-uc/s400/041.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534441858566186210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Luv?'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TM5JjDHj5OI/AAAAAAAAAF0/soIF-DuT-uc/s72-c/041.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3307194130787298218</id><published>2010-11-01T01:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T03:04:52.455-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Like a Shit Out Of Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou me sentindo impotente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou me sentindo fraco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou me sentindo triste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mal consigo proteger as pessoas que eu amo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas mesmo assim eu quero protege-las...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu tenho que protege-las...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mesmo que eu caia, eu tenho que fazer isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Preciso ser mais forte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Preciso ficar muito mais forte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quem sabe assim eu possa protege-las...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda assim, quem irá me proteger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TM5FVnSAD0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7uDICeIPv94/s1600/09_197.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TM5FVnSAD0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7uDICeIPv94/s200/09_197.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534437229708971842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TM5FIho28lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/m4BIfndcieY/s1600/09_199.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TM5FIho28lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/m4BIfndcieY/s200/09_199.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534437004855931474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TM5FVyU8IBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/H39VzklRiRM/s1600/09_201.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 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Anjos Choram Sangue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TMOwiLoVqYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QiJj2H8M58Q/s1600/saikano_19_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TMOwiLoVqYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QiJj2H8M58Q/s400/saikano_19_1280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531458868625123714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As plantas morrem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os corações sangram,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As lágrimas caem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A escuridão tomou os céus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A tristeza, o meu olhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pelo último adeus que você não me deu, não ví mais motivos para sorrir, não quiz mais dos prazeres da vida usufruir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;De mãos dadas com meu destino mal traçado estou. Olhando-a ir embora nada posso fazer, pois o pesar do cansaço tomou-me a vontade de prosseguir e faltam-me palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Palavras que jamais pensei em dizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Palavras que só você poderia entender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas agora é em vão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Você se foi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deixou-me afogar no mar imenso da solidão. E nem pude ver teu sorriso antes de ir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A noite permanece, mas a nossa estrela está morta. E são por motivos como este que perdi o brilho de meu olhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Está chovendo sangue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estaria você chorando?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estaria você pensando em mim como penso a cada dia em você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ou seria......apenas mais uma ilusão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Está chovendo sangue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que lentamente mancha as minhas memórias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E faz desse coração apaixonado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apenas mais uma vítima de uma paixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;By: Caio César De Amorim Moraes Cruz&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/3642532597659343175-1234484212288501510?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1234484212288501510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/10/quando-os-anjos-choram-sangue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1234484212288501510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1234484212288501510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/10/quando-os-anjos-choram-sangue.html' title='Quando os Anjos Choram Sangue'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TMOwiLoVqYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QiJj2H8M58Q/s72-c/saikano_19_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-314948140334590911</id><published>2010-10-12T20:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:26:20.845-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não Suma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ando ouvindo muito essas palavras ultimamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E me pergutado o porque disso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A meu ver, eu não sumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ainda moro no mesmo lugar, estudo na mesma faculdade, e frequento sempre os mesmos lugares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Meus telefones tanto de casa quanto celular são os mesmos a anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Então porque ouço tanto para eu não sumir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Não seria o contrário?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Todos sumiram e depois quando reapareceram disseram que eu é que sumi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Talvez seja isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ou talvez eu tenha realmente sumido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E estou sumindo cada vez mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Até que em algum momento eu suma de vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Assim pelo menos ninguem vai poder reclamar comigo que eu sumi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Afinal, eu não existirei mais.&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/3642532597659343175-314948140334590911?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/314948140334590911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/10/nao-suma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/314948140334590911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/314948140334590911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/10/nao-suma.html' title='Não Suma...'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-9009992204567432366</id><published>2010-09-27T00:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T00:58:22.971-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Anjo Caído</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TKAVNCqlG0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/lDcQY4-Yddk/s1600/ww-ruroshin00-1024.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/_gynV77rALKA/TKAVNCqlG0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/lDcQY4-Yddk/s400/ww-ruroshin00-1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521436456954174274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Uma vez eu conheci um anjo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ele era de tamanha beleza que eu não conseguia contemplar nada mais além de seu exuberante semblante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nem mesmo conseguia me concentrar em nada mais que não fosse relacionado ao anjo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alto, magro, com seus longos cabelos loiros e lisos e os olhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;azuis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;magníficos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; já deslumbrados por qualquer mortal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ele veio até mim e me ofereceu o mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;E eu aceitei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Em troca, dei-lhe meu coração para que assim bem fizesse o que desejasse com ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Você alguma vez já sentiu os lábios de um anjo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pois pode ter certeza de que irão lhe levar ao paraíso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;E eles me levaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mas foi uma viagem sem volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O anjo não me amava como havia me dito em nossos momentos mais sublimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aqueles lábios agora sentiam somente o gosto de sangue que escorria de meu coração enquanto ele o devorava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" &gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" &gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" &gt;re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" &gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" &gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" &gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" &gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; for. I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" &gt;ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" &gt;see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" &gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" &gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" &gt;other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" &gt;side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" &gt;Just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" &gt;tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" &gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" &gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; ate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" &gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" &gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-9009992204567432366?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/9009992204567432366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/09/anjo-caido.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9009992204567432366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9009992204567432366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/09/anjo-caido.html' title='Anjo Caído'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/TKAVNCqlG0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/lDcQY4-Yddk/s72-c/ww-ruroshin00-1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-1981657522733462267</id><published>2010-09-16T23:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:37:59.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Agonia e Êxtase</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Não se nasce com ódio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Aprendemos a odiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bem rápido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As pessoas ultrapassam limites pra satisfazer seus desejos, necessidades, vontades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;...sem se importar com terceiros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;...por meio da guerra, perversão ou crime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A ira se dissemina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu sou Atrócitus, o último sobrevivente do setor 666, graças aos guardiões do universo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Estou cheio de ódio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Como esse anjo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O anjo dos lanternas vermelhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bleez nunca fora escrava ou mesmo pensara em escravidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas quando ela viu o buraco em Ranx levando à vastidão do espaço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;...finalmente compreendeu o preço da liberdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bleez do setor 33.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Você possui grande ira em seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bleez não tem mais liberdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nem sente dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas sempre sentirá ódio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Porque a ira gera o ódio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E esse é seu verdadeiro poder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Conto da Tropa dos Lanternas Vermelhos&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/3642532597659343175-1981657522733462267?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1981657522733462267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/09/agonia-e-extase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1981657522733462267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1981657522733462267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/09/agonia-e-extase.html' title='Agonia e Êxtase'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-2984423705802399364</id><published>2010-09-05T22:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:37:21.079-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Silêncio da Solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Estou sozinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fui deixado para trás por todos aqueles que um dia disseram me amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O silêncio corta o ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O único barulho que ouço é o da minha própria respiração, além de meus pensamentos também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pensamentos esses que me consomem aos poucos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Coloco uma música para tocar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas mesmo o silêncio sendo quebrado não é a mesma coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;É só uma gravação, não uma pessoa real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Na verdade, continuo sozinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E provavelmente vou continuar por um longo tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fazendo minha jornada rumo ao desconhecido sem nenhum auxílio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas mesmo que o silêncio sussure em meus ouvidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sempre haverá uma música à ser cantada para silênciá-lo.&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/3642532597659343175-2984423705802399364?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/2984423705802399364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/09/silencio-da-solidao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2984423705802399364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2984423705802399364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/09/silencio-da-solidao.html' title='Silêncio da Solidão'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-7291017806656297084</id><published>2010-08-27T23:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T23:46:21.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up, People?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As pessoas estão podres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O mundo está podre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Porque será que ficamos assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Como foi que conseguimos chegar em um nível tão decrépito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A cada dia que se passa, cada vez mais, as pessoas estão mais individualistas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Não ligam nem mais para as consequências de suas ações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Só olham para a porra do próprio rabo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;São egoístas e invejosos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Matariam a própria mãe se fosse preciso, e muitos até fazem isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hoje mesmo quando estava indo trabalhar, parei numa banca de jornal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lá havia um cliente, sargento da polícia federal, contando as suas histórias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Falando dos casos em que ele matou alguém por simplesmente nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Que tinha lugar pra desovar os corpos que era muito bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Se vangloriando que nunca acharam nenhum corpo nem nunca conseguiram incriminar ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Contando os casos que já teve com várias mulheres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Como traia todas as suas 5 esposas com que já foi casado e teve 11 filhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Filhos esses que serão/são pessoas babacas como o merda do pai é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Deveria haver algo para combater isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Alguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Alguém que conseguisse tirar essa humanidade da escuridão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas a cada dia que se passa, eu me convenço de que é praticamente impossível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Deixo aqui meu desabafo e espero que todos aqueles que leiam isso, tentem não ser mais um humano babaca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ps: Momento de humor: Só death note conserta o mundo. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="div_letra"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We envolved in this because we love this pain...&lt;br /&gt; We envolved in this because we love this pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Benri benri banzai Benri benri banza i Benri benri banzai ningen&lt;br /&gt; Benri benri banzai Benri benri banza i Benri benri banzai ningen&lt;br /&gt; Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt; Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai&lt;br /&gt; (Uramini wana dare down?)&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ikiru imi tsumaranka? ikiru imi tsumaranka?&lt;br /&gt; Ikiru imi tsumaranka? ningen&lt;br /&gt; Ikiru imi tsumaranka? ikiru imi tsumaranka?&lt;br /&gt; Ikiru imi tsumaranka? ningen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt; Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai&lt;br /&gt; (Uramini wana dare down?)&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker!&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker!&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker!&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bunmei yande huantei&lt;br /&gt; Mirai ha sukuwaren white house&lt;br /&gt; Zensekai ni warning!!&lt;br /&gt; Issaigassai ni kaikaku life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Benri benri banzai Benri benri banza i Benri benri banzai ningen&lt;br /&gt; Benri benri banzai Benri benri banza i Benri benri banzai ningen&lt;br /&gt; Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka?&lt;br /&gt; Biri biri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt; Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biri biri ikarasu ka?&lt;br /&gt; Biri biri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai&lt;br /&gt; (Uramini wana dare down?)&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP fuanzai ippai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker!&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker!&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker!&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker!&lt;br /&gt; Wameku saga&lt;br /&gt; Henken inken ningen kusoda ugokidase ore fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;S teki na seisai no kiba kara&lt;br /&gt; Tenteki no sonzai wo tatsu&lt;br /&gt; Tenkeiteki na mesaki no yoku kara&lt;br /&gt; Change dekinai koku&lt;br /&gt; Manuke boke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou&lt;br /&gt; Manuke boke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou&lt;br /&gt; Manuke boke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou&lt;br /&gt; Manuke boke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker! Ai ningen ningen fucker?&lt;br /&gt; Hey Hey! Ningen sucker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHAT´S UP, PEOPLE?!&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP, PEOPLE?!&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP, PEOPLE?!&lt;br /&gt; WHAT´S UP, PEOPLE?!&lt;br /&gt; Saa! Subete aitenome... miete you bloody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What's Up, People? - &lt;/span&gt;Maximum The Hormone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-7291017806656297084?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/7291017806656297084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-up-people.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7291017806656297084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7291017806656297084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-up-people.html' title='What&apos;s Up, People?'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-5762644885468172320</id><published>2010-08-15T18:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:56:30.655-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Tempo e as Jabuticabas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Contei meus anos e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Descobri que terei menos tempo para viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Daqui para frente do que já vivi até agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Tenho muito mais passado do que futuro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sinto-me como aquele menino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Que recebeu uma bacia de jabuticabas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;As primeiras, ele chupou displicente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Mas percebendo que faltavam poucas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Rói o caroço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Já não tenho tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Para lidar com mediocridades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Não quero estar em reuniões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Onde desfilam egos inflados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Inquieto-me com invejosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Tentando destruir quem eles admiram,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Cobiçando seus lugares, talentos e sorte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Já não tenho tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Para conversas intermináveis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Para discutir assuntos inúteis sobre vidas alheias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Que nem fazem parte da minha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Já não tenho tempo para administrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Melindres de pessoas que,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Apesar de idade cronológica,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;São imaturas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Detesto fazer acareação de desafetos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Que brigaram pelo majestoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Cargo de secretário geral do coral...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;"As pessoas não debatem conteúdos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Apenas os rótulos..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Meu tempo tornou-se escasso para debater rótulos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Quero a essência...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Minha alma tem pressa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sem muitas jabuticabas na bacia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Quero viver ao lado de gente humana, muito humana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Que sabe rir de seus tropeços...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Não se encanta com triunfos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Não se considera eleita antes da hora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Não foge de sua mortalidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Caminhar perto de coisas e pessoas de verdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;O essencial faz a vida valer a pena...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;E para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Basta o essencial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;O Tempo e as Jabuticabas - Rubem Alves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-5762644885468172320?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5762644885468172320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-tempo-e-as-jabuticabas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5762644885468172320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5762644885468172320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-tempo-e-as-jabuticabas.html' title='O Tempo e as Jabuticabas'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-1129914513147593331</id><published>2010-08-15T18:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:27:56.137-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexta - Feira 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sabe quando você tem um sonho que poderia jurar ser verdade? Foi assim que começou meu dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Parecia tão real, mas ao mesmo tempo era tão surreal. Eu abri os olhos e por alguns minutos fiquei deitado me perguntando se aquilo tinha realmente acontecido. Eu não havia bebido na noite anterior para ter me esquecido do que aconteceu. Foi então que eu desisti de pensar e aceitei que foi apenas um sonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sobre o que foi o sonho? É segredo. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Apesar disso, algo parecia diferente em mim. Uma animação fora do normal. Culpa do sonho? Talvez. Provavelmente eu tenha me animado desejando que o sonho se tornasse realidade. Ou talvez fosse apenas porque era sexta 13? Nunca saberei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;O dia foi se passando, tudo na mais calma armonia, e com ele, foi se embora meu super animo. Mas já ao anoitecer, parei numa praça e fiquei observando a lua, lembrando daquele sonho, pedindo para ela que o tornasse realidade. E por incrivel que pareça, ela me respondeu. O sonho ainda não se tornou realidade, mas naquela noite, a lua sorria explendorosamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-1129914513147593331?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1129914513147593331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/08/sexta-feira-13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1129914513147593331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1129914513147593331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/08/sexta-feira-13.html' title='Sexta - Feira 13'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3501387251662530129</id><published>2010-07-25T20:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T20:35:51.998-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fullmoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sitting on a corner all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;staring from the bottom of his soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;watching the night come in from the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;It'll all collapse tonight, the fullmoon is here again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;In sickness and in health, understanding so demanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;It has no name, there's one for every season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Makes him insane to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Running away from it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;"I'll be safe in the cornfields", he thinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Hunted by his own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;again he feels the moon rising on the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Find a barn which to sleep in, but can he hide anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Someone's at the door, understanding too demanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Can this be wrong, it's love that is not ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Makes him insane to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;She should not lock the open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;(Run away, run away, run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Fullmoon is on the sky and He's not a man anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;sees the change in him but can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;(Run away, run away, run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;See what became out of her man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Fullmoon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Swimming across the bay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;the night is gray, so calm today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;She doesn't wanna wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;"We've gotta make the love complete tonight..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;In the mist of the morning he cannot fight anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Hundred moons or more, he's been howling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Knock on the door, and scream that is soon ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Mess on the floor again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;She should not lock the open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;(Run away, run away, run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Fullmoon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;She sees the changes in him but can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;(Run away, run away, run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;See what became out of her man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;She should not lock the open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;(Run away, run away, run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Fullmoon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;sees the changes in him but can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;(Run away, run away, run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;See what became out of her darling man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;She should not lock the open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;(Run away, run away, run away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Fullmoon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;See what became out of her man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Fullmoon - Sonata Arctica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-3501387251662530129?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/3501387251662530129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/07/fullmoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3501387251662530129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3501387251662530129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/07/fullmoon.html' title='Fullmoon'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-4638249532331997518</id><published>2010-07-22T22:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:07:05.622-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Satsuki</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;shizuku shitataru, garasu no mukou wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;aa, haruka tooku, hitomi ni utsuranai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;aa, furueteiru, kioku ni motarete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;koe wa tada todokazu ni, sono te o suri nukete yuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;namida wa mada koborezu ni, anata o omou dake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;kasumu yuuhi ni kowareta ano hi no kakera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;koe wa tada todokazu ni, sono te o suri nukete yuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;namida wa mada koborezu ni, anata o sagashiteiru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;aa, haruka tooku, watashi no kokoro ga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;aa, furueteiru, kokoro ga naiteiru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;koe wa tada todokazu ni, sono te o suri nukete yuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;namida wa mada koborezu ni, anata o sagashiteiru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;koe wa tada todokazu ni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;namida wa mada koborezu ni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Satsuki - Kagrra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-4638249532331997518?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/4638249532331997518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/07/satsuki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4638249532331997518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4638249532331997518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/07/satsuki.html' title='Satsuki'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-8521590899118738365</id><published>2010-07-11T00:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:13:47.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Reflexões Para Viver</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;1ª - Quero-te não por quem és, e sim por quem sou quando estou contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;2ª - Nenhuma pessoa merece as tuas lágrimas, e se houver quem as mereça, ela não te fará chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;3ª - Só porque alguém não te ame como tu queres,  não significa que não te ame com todo o seu ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;4ª - Um verdadeiro amigo é quem te dá a mão e te toca o coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;5ª - A pior forma de amar alguém é estar sentado a seu lado e saber que nunca o poderás ter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;6ª - Nunca deixes de sorrir, nem sequer quando estás triste, porque nunca sabes quem se pode enamorar pelo teu sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;7ª - Podes ser sómente uma pessoa para o mundo, porém, para alguma pessoa tu és o seu mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;8ª - Não passes o teu tempo com alguém que não esteja disposta a  passá-lo contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;9ª - Queira Deus que conheças muita gente errada  antes de conheceres a  pessoa adequada, para que quando por fim a conheças , possas estar agradecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;10ª - Não chores porque já terminou, sorri porque aconteceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;11ª - Sempre haverá gente que te desiluda, por isso o que tens de fazer é seguir confiando e só ser mais cuidadoso em quem confiáres duas vezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;12ª - Transforma-te numa pessoa melhor e assegura-te de saber quem és antes de conhecer  alguém mais e  deixar que essa  pessoa te veja como eras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;13ª - Não te enfureças tanto, as melhores coisas sucedem quando menos as esperas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TUDO O QUE SUCEDE, SUCEDE POR ALGUMA RAZÃO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Por Gabriel José García Márquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-8521590899118738365?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/8521590899118738365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/07/13-reflexoes-para-viver.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8521590899118738365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8521590899118738365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/07/13-reflexoes-para-viver.html' title='13 Reflexões Para Viver'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-4375821160290665348</id><published>2010-07-09T13:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:44:36.307-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Obstáculo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Quando você acha que superou um obstáculo, tem outro mais difícil ainda pela frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sempre achei que as coisas fossem fáceis, mas pelo visto estou enganado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Tive que provar na pele isso para poder entender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Bem que poderia existir um mundo perfeito em que tudo fosse fácil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Mas infelizmente ele não existe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Porque não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Acho que sei a resposta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Porque não teria graça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Se tudo fosse fácil, não haveria motivos para ficar triste ou feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Mas por mais complicado que seja o obstáculo, sua satisfação só será alcançada quando superá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Então supere-o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Pois eu estou tentando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-4375821160290665348?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/4375821160290665348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/07/obstaculo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Horas se perderam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Dias se foram,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Enquanto ele estava lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Parado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Mas esse tempo está para acabar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Mesmo contra a sua vontade ou até mesmo por vontade própria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Seu tempo voltou a andar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Não se sabe por quanto tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Mas provavelmente não voltará a parar tão cedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;E que moral ele levou disso tudo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Só o tempo dirá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-5016071191469412647?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5016071191469412647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/07/tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5016071191469412647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5016071191469412647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/07/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-322906151861626280</id><published>2010-06-06T16:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:40:56.799-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ele acordara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ainda estava meio zonzo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sua cabeça doía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Não deveria ter bebido tanto naquela noite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Estava aos poucos relembrando de tudo o que acontecera e então pôs-se a chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Não entendia o porque daquelas lágrimas, ele sempre fora tão forte, mas ele sabia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exatamente&lt;/span&gt; o sentimento que as havia provocado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Como isso foi acontecer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Em que momento sua vida começou a desandar daquela maneira?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Porque isso tinha de estar acontecendo com ele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Será que é a sua penitência por algo de ruim que havia feito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ou talvez até de algo de bom que ele tenha deixado de fazer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Haveria solução para resolver tudo isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Tantas perguntas vinham a sua mente, mas nenhuma delas ele conseguia achar uma resposta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Desistiu então de pensar, isso só faria as lágrimas continuarem a correr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Levantou e foi até a cozinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Pegou a maior faca que achou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Seria uma saída bem rápida, mas não era isso que ele queria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Guardou a faca e foi até o armário de bebidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Já havia bebido bastante na noite anterior e ele sabia que isso também não resolveria nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Nem mesmo um jeito pra resolver as coisas ele conseguia arranjar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Patético.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Se sentindo um lixo total que era, decidiu voltar para a sua &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;insignificância&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Deitou na cama e voltou a dormir, esperando que quando acordasse, toda a sua vida não tenha passado de um sonho ruim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-322906151861626280?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/322906151861626280/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/322906151861626280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/322906151861626280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-dream.html' title='Bad Dream'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3598622571761574263</id><published>2010-05-30T01:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T01:19:03.388-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Música dos Grandes Mestres</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Dmitri Shostakovich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Abertura Festiva, op. 96&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Georg Friedrich Haendel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aleluia&lt;/strong&gt;, de O Messias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Antonio Vivaldi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Primavera&lt;/strong&gt;, de As Quatro Estações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I. Allegro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Johann Sebastian Bach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Aria, da Suíte Orquestral n° 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus, Alegria dos Homens&lt;/strong&gt;, da Cantata ,°147&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinfonia n°40&lt;/strong&gt; em sol menor k 550&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I. Molto Allegro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O, Ísis e Osíris&lt;/strong&gt;, da ópera Flauta Mágica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lacrimosa&lt;/strong&gt;, do Réquiem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Hector Berlioz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sinfonia Fantástica, op. 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I. O Baile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Giuseppe Verdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La Donna è Mobile&lt;/strong&gt;, da ópera Rigoleto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Georges Bizet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Abertura de Carmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Giacomo Puccini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Mio Babbino Caro&lt;/strong&gt;, da ópera Gianni Schicchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Richard Wagner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cavalgada das Valquírias&lt;/strong&gt;, da ópera As Valquírias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Piotr Tchaikovsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Pas de deux do Quebra Nozes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Carlos Gomes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Abertura de O Guarani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Heitor Villa-Lobos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Trenzinho do Caipira&lt;/strong&gt;, das Bachianas Brasileiras n°2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melodia Sentimental&lt;/strong&gt;, de A Floresta do Amazonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Igor Stravinsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Pássaro de Fogo&lt;/strong&gt; - Final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Ludwig van Beethoven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sinfonia n° 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Final - Ode à Alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Dia memorável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Melhor que isso, só dois disso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-3598622571761574263?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/3598622571761574263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/05/musica-dos-grandes-mestres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3598622571761574263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3598622571761574263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/05/musica-dos-grandes-mestres.html' title='A Música dos Grandes Mestres'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-5783263084948318825</id><published>2010-05-18T20:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:54:34.166-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kazanagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;...10 anos se passaram...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;...tudo mudou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;...mas mesmo assim ele continuou lá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;...parado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;...esperando o dia em que ela retornaria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;hajime kara sono tsumori de kimi wa ita no kamo... nante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;sore nara sore de betsu ni ii ya imasara tashikameyou mo nai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;dare wo nikundara ii? nani wo oshikoroseba ii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;te wo furazu ni satte iku hou wa boku yori kanashii no kanaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;nee ima boku no mune wa haritsumete shimau bakari de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;tada namida dake ga darashinaku ochiru no desu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;kanashimi wa nami no you ni nando mo kurikaesu rashii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;warui tsume wo hagu toki mitai ni itsuka yukkuri hagarete iku no kanaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;tada fukai ao ni shizumu sora wa owakare no iro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;bokura ga inoru koe wa naze fugai naku konna usupperai n' darou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;nee kyou bokutachi wa sorezore no hikari wo sagashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;atarimae no you ni ashita e to arukidashimasu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;nee ima boku no mune wa haritsumete shimau bakari de&lt;br /&gt;tada namida dake ga darashinaku ochiru no desu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Kazanagi - Suga Shikao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-5783263084948318825?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5783263084948318825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/05/kazanagi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5783263084948318825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5783263084948318825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/05/kazanagi.html' title='Kazanagi'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6889140104839327897</id><published>2010-05-09T21:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:27:49.923-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lobo em Pele de Cordeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Um dia, o lobo teve a idéia de mudar sua aparência para conseguir comida de uma forma mais fácil. Então, vestiu uma pele de cordeiro e saiu para pastar com o resto do rebanho, despistando totalmente o pastor. Para sua sorte, ao entardecer, foi levado junto com todo o rebanho para um celeiro. Durante a noite, o pastor foi buscar um pouco de carne para o dia seguinte. Chegando no celeiro, puxou a primeira ovelha que encontrou. Era o lobo fingindo ser um cordeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Moral da História:&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que enganamos os outros, pagamos pelo nosso erro logo em seguida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Lobo em Pele de Cordeiro - Fábulas de Esopo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6889140104839327897?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6889140104839327897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/05/lobo-em-pele-de-cordeiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6889140104839327897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6889140104839327897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/05/lobo-em-pele-de-cordeiro.html' title='Lobo em Pele de Cordeiro'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6302145830425094864</id><published>2010-03-31T23:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:35:02.807-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Heróis dos Mangás</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;"Independente do caminho que a Hachi escolher e com quem resolver viver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;...o que importa é que esteja feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Mesmo que eu não seja capaz de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;...pensar assim do fundo do meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;...queria que aos seus olhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;...eu fosse flexível e forte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;tal como os heróis perfeitos dos mangás."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Oosaki Nana - Nana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6302145830425094864?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6302145830425094864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/03/independente-do-caminho-que-hachi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6302145830425094864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6302145830425094864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/03/independente-do-caminho-que-hachi.html' title='Heróis dos Mangás'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-1399604847445699613</id><published>2010-03-27T08:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:11:30.003-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness and sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happiness and sadness...what's the difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you ever try to felt the both at the same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Try it if you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then tell me how was it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just smoke my cigarette and run"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alejandro - Lady Gaga&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/3642532597659343175-1399604847445699613?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1399604847445699613/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness-and-sadness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1399604847445699613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1399604847445699613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness-and-sadness.html' title='Happiness and sadness'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6116528621455549386</id><published>2010-03-20T14:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:24:35.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Oracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I went to bed before Arthur did, but I lay awake long after he went to sleep, trying to undo the tangle thet my life had become. At any moment Paul might swoop down on me, figurative sword in hand, and perpetrate some disastrous rescue that would ruin my life. Now Fraser Buchanan would be trying to get his book back. I'd have to think of a good place to hide it; a locker in the subway station, or maybe I could keep mailing it back and forth to myself...no, that woudn't do. I might get a safe-deposit box in a bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Malevolence was flowing towards me, around me, someone was sending me absurd but threatening notes, phoning me up and breathing; Fraser Buchanan accounted for only some of those calls. Someone was leaving dead animals on the doorstep, and if it wasn't the Royal Porcupine it was someone who knew about him. Who could possibly have found out? Perhaps one person was doing the animals, another the notes, a third the phone calls...but I couldn't believe that. It had to be a single person, with a plan, a plot that had some end in view....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Then all at once I knew. It was Arthur. The whole thing was Arthur. He'd found out about the Royal Porcupine, he must've known for some time. He'd been watching me all along, not saying anything; it would be like him not to say anything. But he'd made a decision about me finally, a pronouncement, thumbs down. I was unworthy, I would have to go, and this was his plan to get rid of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I thought about how he could have done it all. The anonymous letters would be easy. I could check our Yellow Pages to see if anything had been cut out, but he wouldn't be that careless. Most of the phone calls had been made when he wasn't home, though it was true that for some of them he'd been there. But he could have got a friend to help him. (Who?) The animals, anyone could find dead animals. Planting them on the doorstep would be more difficult, especially since I'd made a point of getting up first lately. But he could have put them there at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;He was the one, he must be; he was working up something and I didn't at all want to know what it was. The easy explanation would be that he'd gone crazy, in some very deep and undetectable way. But it didn't have to be that at all. Every man I'd ever been involved with, I realized, had had two selves: my father, healer and killer; the man in the tweed coat, my rescuer and possibly also a pervert; the Royal Porcupine and his double, Chuck Brewer; even Paul, who I'd always believed had a sinister other life I couldn't penetrate. Why should Arthur be any exception? I'd known he had phases, but I hadn't suspected this completely different side to his personality; not until now. The fact that I'd taken so long to discover it made it all the more threatening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Arthur was someone I didn't know at all. And he was right on the bed beside me. I was afraid now, almost afraid to move; what if he woke up, eyes glittering. and reached for me...? For rest of the night I listened to him breathe. He sounded so peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I had to get away, as quickly as possible. If I simply went to the airport and got on a plane, anyone at all would be able to trace me. My life was a snarl, a rat's nest of dangling threads and loose ends. I couldn't possibly have a happy ending, but I wanted a neat one. Something terminal, like scissors. I would have to die. But for this I needed help. Who could be trusted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Lady Oracle - Margaret Atwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6116528621455549386?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6116528621455549386/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/03/lady-oracle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6116528621455549386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6116528621455549386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/03/lady-oracle.html' title='Lady Oracle'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-2265726614243042027</id><published>2010-03-20T14:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:21:10.156-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Hey hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;Estou voltando. Mas antes de mais nada quero avisar que o blog vai estar diferente. Não será o mesmo, e por preguiça de criar um novo decidi usar o antigo mesmo. Não irei remover os posts antigos pois quero manter de recordação. E muitos dos posts estarão em inglês, então aprendam a usar o google translator, rs.&lt;br /&gt;Os posts serão variados de acordo com a minha vontade do que eu vou querer que vocês leiam, então espero que gostem. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-2265726614243042027?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/2265726614243042027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2265726614243042027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2265726614243042027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3342209177696408335</id><published>2010-01-28T20:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:39:20.178-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sangue, Suor e Lágrimas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu axei que o último post seria o último do blog. Me enganei. Este aqui é que será o último post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ele não é para dizer nada de mais. Ele é uma homenagem a uma pessoa. Achei que seria mais bonito encerrar o blog com essa homenagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bem, nem sei por onde começar, são tantas coisas que eu gostaria de falar, tantas coisas que eu já falei, tantas coisas que eu nunca falarei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Porque hoje, hoje foi o último dia de nossa história. Sim, por mais surreal que isso pareça, hoje acabou tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Agora só restam as lembranças. E eu pretendo me lembrar somente das lembranças boas, apesar de terem momentos ruins, eles levaram a lembranças boas também, e eu espero que ela faça o mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Foram 2 anos que vão ficar marcados para sempre em nossas vidas, contaremos nossas histórias para nossos netos, e quando morrermos, esqueceremos todas as desavenças e "viveremos" felizes do outro lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Espero que ela leia isso, e se ler, que por favor deixe um comentário para que eu saiba que você leu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Para quem ainda não sabe de quem eu estou falando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É da garota mais importante da minha vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A minha melhor amiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A melhor de todas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A pessoa que eu mais amo no mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Virginia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-3342209177696408335?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/3342209177696408335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/01/sangue-suor-e-lagrimas.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3342209177696408335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3342209177696408335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/01/sangue-suor-e-lagrimas.html' title='Sangue, Suor e Lágrimas'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-494732559124467346</id><published>2010-01-20T18:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:07:50.357-02:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nossa, já é Janeiro, dia 20 para ser mais preciso. Nem vi o tempo passar, daqui a 2 dias faço aniversário. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hunf&lt;/span&gt;, nem sei porque vou comemorar, acho que é só para meus amigos não fazerem outra festa surpresa que nem fizeram ano passado. Não tenho motivos para comemorar, minha vida vai de mal a pior, e cada vez piora mais e mais. Daqui a pouco eu desisto de tudo, falta só um pouquinho para que isso aconteça, como eu irei desistir eu ainda não pensei, só sei que não vai ser nada legal. Falando em desistir, eu desisto dessa porcaria de blog, ninguem le essa merda, to de saco cheio já de ficar escrevendo para mim mesmo. Então até nunca mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-494732559124467346?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/494732559124467346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/494732559124467346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/494732559124467346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6948283861859786755</id><published>2009-12-31T15:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:35:55.844-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ano Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Todos fazem retrospectivas de final de ano, baboseira pra mim. Todo mundo fica super animado com o ano que termina e outro que começa, mas se você parar para pensar, são só números estipulados por uma sociedade hipócrita. A vida continua sempre a mesma coisa, não vai mudar só porque o ano mudou, pode ser no meio do ano ou outra data qualquer, a mudança não depende de números em um calendário, mas sim de sua própria força de vontade. As pessoas não deveriam fazer promessas de mudanças somente no ano novo, mas sim o ano todo. Então venho aqui desejar um feliz ano novo para aqueles que acreditam nele, e o meu feliz continue vivendo, aprendendo e mudando independente de uma festa comemorativa, até o ano q vem. \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6948283861859786755?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6948283861859786755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/12/ano-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6948283861859786755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6948283861859786755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/12/ano-novo.html' title='Ano Novo'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-1728088361472845831</id><published>2009-12-22T22:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:47:36.834-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bom, o natal está próximo, e como não vou estar aqui na data vou deixar as minhas salvas logo de uma vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Então feliz natal a todos!!! \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-1728088361472845831?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1728088361472845831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/12/natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1728088361472845831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1728088361472845831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/12/natal.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-5922065890952718124</id><published>2009-12-17T23:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:21:08.438-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Wanna Date My Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Muito tempo sem post né galera. Falta de criatividade dá nisso. XD&lt;br /&gt;Mas pra animar um pouco vocês, um dia eu estava surfando na net (giria do capeta essa heim XD) e descobri um clipe muito engraçado, sobre nerds e jogam MMO RPG, ele é originário de uma série que fizeram para a internet da vida cotidiana deles, que se conheceram através do jogo. O clipe é uma sátira a essa série, estrelando os próprios atores da série, recomendo a todos que após ver o clipe procurem assistir a série, vale a pena ^^ a seguir, segue o clipe e a letra da música, bom proveito nerds 8F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=urNyg1ftMIU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=urNyg1ftMIU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang with me in my MMO&lt;br /&gt;So many places we can go&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never see my actual face&lt;br /&gt;Our love, our love will be in virtual space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I’m craving to emote with you&lt;br /&gt;So many animations I can do&lt;br /&gt;Be anything you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;C’mon, c’mon and share a potion with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you wanna date my avatar?&lt;br /&gt;She’s a star&lt;br /&gt;And she’s hotter than reality by far&lt;br /&gt;Wanna date my avatar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You can type commands&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got slots for what I hold in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Don’t care what’s in your character bank&lt;br /&gt;How ’bout, how ’bout a little tank and spank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Grab your mouse and stroke the keys&lt;br /&gt;Here in cyberspace there’s no disease&lt;br /&gt;Pick a time, send a tell to me&lt;br /&gt;Just pay, just pay a small subscription fee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you wanna date my avatar?&lt;br /&gt;She’s a star&lt;br /&gt;And she’s hotter than reality by far&lt;br /&gt;Wanna date my avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Single, White Human&lt;br /&gt;Looking for group&lt;br /&gt;My stats so high&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be out of the loop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Got an uberleet staff&lt;br /&gt;That you can equip&lt;br /&gt;Close your mouth up&lt;br /&gt;Ladies this is pure nerdnip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I’m a fiction based fantasy&lt;br /&gt;A man so stoic&lt;br /&gt;I hack and slash&lt;br /&gt;Who the heck’s more heroic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Check me out, cloth armor&lt;br /&gt;Fits me like a glove&lt;br /&gt;Just twitter a time&lt;br /&gt;I’m ready for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hang with me in my MMO&lt;br /&gt;So many places we can go&lt;br /&gt;I’m better than a real world quest&lt;br /&gt;You’ll touch my plus five to dexterity vest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What role to you wanna play?&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a click away night or day&lt;br /&gt;And if you think I’m not the one&lt;br /&gt;Log off, log off and we’ll be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you wanna date my avatar?&lt;br /&gt;She’s a star&lt;br /&gt;And she’s hotter than reality by far&lt;br /&gt;Wanna date my avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-5922065890952718124?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5922065890952718124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-wanna-date-my-avatar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5922065890952718124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5922065890952718124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-wanna-date-my-avatar.html' title='Do You Wanna Date My Avatar'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-765875026024549118</id><published>2009-12-08T22:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:02:00.323-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias?!?!?!? @___@</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sim, férias, elas finalmente chegaram para mim, assim como para muitas outras pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas o pior, minha psicóloga também vai tirar férias!!!! Como eu vou sobreviver 2 meses sem ela????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não sei, mas vou me virar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E falando sobre férias, eu não sei como serão as minhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Acho que não sobrevivo até o final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas veremos, e boas férias para todos!!! \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-765875026024549118?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/765875026024549118/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/12/ferias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/765875026024549118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/765875026024549118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/12/ferias.html' title='Férias?!?!?!? @___@'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6929588767928873414</id><published>2009-11-29T23:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:00:58.667-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixote Fail + 2012 = Pizza!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hoje eu ia ao show do Pixote. Sim isso mesmo que vocês leram, Pixote, grupo de pagode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu não sei porque ao certo, mas eu começei a gostar disso de um dia pro outro, acho que é por conta das letras depressivas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É, é por conta delas sim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas chegando lá, o show tinha sido cancelado. Não fiquei feliz, mas também não me deixou de todo triste. Em compensação fui ao cinema assistir 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O filme é bom, os efeitos especiais são perfeitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E fala sobre o fim do mundo. Acho que seria bom ele acabar mesmo pra que as pessoas aprendam a dar mais valor a tudo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu em especial. Acho que se meu mundo acabasse seria mais fácil pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E onde entra a pizza??? Depois do filme eu fui comer uma!!! Uma pizza super familia, eu comi 2/3 dela, tava ótima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bem é isso por hoje, e pra alegria de todos, (mentira) vou colocar a letra de uma musica do Pixote!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Insegurança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Essa noite eu notei que você demorou pra dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Caminhou pela casa, ligou a TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu ouvivocê sussurrando, chorando baixinho pra não me acordar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se estiver precisando de amigo pra desabafar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se for alguma coisa comigo vamos conversar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu não quero correr o perigo de um dia você me deixar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Escolhi você pra ser minha mulher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E sou tão fiel à nossa relação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pelo amor de Deus, se for insegurança, tira do teu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Já é tarde, vamos nos deitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se quiser conversar na nossa cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Porque sei que tudo isso passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você me abraça e a gente se ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu não vou te trair com ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Meu amor, você tem minha palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Porque tudo que um homem precisa eu tenho em casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6929588767928873414?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6929588767928873414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/pixote-fail-2012-pizza.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6929588767928873414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6929588767928873414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/pixote-fail-2012-pizza.html' title='Pixote Fail + 2012 = Pizza!!!'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-2904982285214896839</id><published>2009-11-25T01:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T02:00:43.333-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim dos Dias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Foi um longa jornada de volta até Lamuniria, muitos não resistiram por conta de seus ferimentos e acabaram morrendo no caminho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Após 5 dias e 5 noites de caminhada eles chegam, e veem o que não esperavam. A cidade estava totalmente destruida, haviam corpos para todos os lados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Mas como foi possível isso ter acontecido?? - exclamou um soldado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Najoir logo pensou em uma resposta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Aqueles cretinos nos enganaram. Enquanto estavamos em batalha eles devem ter enviado mais tropas para cá para aproveitar a nossa ausência e destruir a cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Todos estavam calados, sem saber o que fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Senhor, e agora o que faremos?? - perguntou outro soldado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Só há uma coisa a ser feita...vamos todos morrer aqui, não há mais motivos para se manterem vivos, já que nossos motivos foram arrancados de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Não, senhor!!! Como pode dizer uma coisa dessas, nós podemos reconstruir a cidade e ent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ele foi interrompido abruptamente quando o general o atravessava a espada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Todos foram a loucura sem saber o que fazer, enquanto o general degolava cada um de seus soldados até que não sobrasse mais ninguem além dele mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ele então pegou um pedaço de papel e escreveu tudo que havia ali ocorrido, para que alguem algum dia pudesse contar a história de seu povo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Faço isso por todos que lutaram comigo, por todo o meu povo, por todos que eu amava, por tudo que de mim foi tomado!! Não tenho mais motivos para continuar de pé!! Minha jornada termina aqui!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E com um golpe seco, Najoir tira sua própria vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Seu corpo cai no chão, seu sangue escorre por entre a terra, seus olhos se fecham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ele teve a sua escolha e assim a fez, mesmo que tenha sido a escolha errada, foi o que ele achou que deveria ser feito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-2904982285214896839?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/2904982285214896839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/fim-dos-dias.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2904982285214896839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2904982285214896839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/fim-dos-dias.html' title='Fim dos Dias'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-1839005239498231640</id><published>2009-11-22T15:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:14:58.832-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Corpos Para Todos os Lados</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Soldado &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lamuniriano&lt;/span&gt; corre em &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;direção&lt;/span&gt; ao seu general:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Senhor, nós ganhamos! Derrotamos o inimigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;General &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lamuniriano&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Najoir&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Olhe bem caro soldado, olhe ao seu redor e conte quantos amigos estão mortos agora. Você diria que que isso é uma vitória??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Mas senhor, nós viemos para a morte, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;estávamos&lt;/span&gt; preparados para isso, e mesmo assim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;saímos&lt;/span&gt; vitoriosos. Conseguimos fazer mais do que todos esperavam!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Veja bem e aprenda. Mesmo que tenhamos sido vitoriosos agora, valeu mesmo a pena?? Quantas famílias não estão chorando agora porque perderam seus entes queridos?? Nossas perdas foram maiores do que os nossos lucros, eu não chamo isso de vitória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Mas senhor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Sem mas soldado. Espero que você tenha aprendido uma lição hoje, que nem sempre uma batalha ganha significa a vitória. Ande logo e junte todos os homens bons para carregar os feridos e voltemos para nossa cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O general segue andando em direção ao horizonte enquanto o soldado o observa se distanciar aos poucos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O soldado olha a sua volta e ve todos os corpos de seus amigos estirados no chão e pensa no que o general disse, terá valido a pena essa suposta vitória??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-1839005239498231640?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1839005239498231640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/corpos-para-todos-os-lados.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1839005239498231640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1839005239498231640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/corpos-para-todos-os-lados.html' title='Corpos Para Todos os Lados'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-7386336754862521669</id><published>2009-11-17T22:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:29:02.619-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Últimas Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;General do exército dos Lamunirianos, Najoir:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Meus caros guerreiros, nós já lutamos por muito tempo essa batalha, mas hoje ela terminará! Hoje nós lutaremos juntos pela última vez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Iremos morrer aqui hoje, mas nós teremos feito a nossa parte, teremos lutado com toda a bravura que possuímos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Todos se lembrarão do que faremos aqui hoje, nossos aliados e até mesmo nossos inimigos, mostraremos para eles do que somos capazes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Não tenham medo homens, pois não é nenhuma vergonha morrer lutando pelos seus ideais, mas sim, uma honra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Então eu quero que vocês levantem a cabeça e sigam em frente como toda a sua bravura que possuem e lutem pelos seus ideais até a morte!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Exército Lamuniriano:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- UUURRRRYYYYAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- UUURRRRYYYYAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- UUURRRRYYYYAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E todos seguem para a morte no campo de batalha, lutam até não se aguentarem mais de pé. Mas as palavras de seu general não saem de suas cabeças nem na hora de suas mortes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-7386336754862521669?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/7386336754862521669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/ultimas-palavras.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7386336754862521669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7386336754862521669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/ultimas-palavras.html' title='Últimas Palavras'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-9171131523599230319</id><published>2009-11-13T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:12:24.784-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think The Paranoia Is Kipping Me Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Acordo todos os dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As mesmas coisas sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tudo igual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nada muda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nunca muda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Já estou de saco cheio disso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Quero sumir desse mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não morrer, mas sumir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Porque morrer acarretaria em várias coisas complicadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sumir e ir pra longe de tudo e de todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Um exílio talvez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É, acho que seria uma boa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ou então mudar totalmente de vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ir para outro país e nunca mais voltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ou quem sabe até ficar vagando por ai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;De um país para outro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas tudo é tão complicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fazer isso seria bom mesmo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Largar mão de tudo que você tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E de todos que você conheçe??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É uma coisa a se pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu estou me dando um prazo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dia 31 de Dezembro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Depois disso, ai sim eu jogo tudo pro alto e sumo no mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Para nunca mais voltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Só espero conseguir fazer isso sem ninguem para me impedir e fazer voltar atrás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Para fechar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tudo é um saco, e o meu já está transbordando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fodam-se todos vocês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tenham um bom dia ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-9171131523599230319?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/9171131523599230319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-paranoia-is-kipping-me-alive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9171131523599230319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9171131523599230319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-paranoia-is-kipping-me-alive.html' title='I Think The Paranoia Is Kipping Me Alive'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-8495007800185737318</id><published>2009-10-28T21:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:26:31.309-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Autobiografia - Cap 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bem, não é &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exactamente&lt;/span&gt; uma sequência do anterior, é altamente aleatório cada capítulo, variando sobre o que eu quero escrever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;obs&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ninguém&lt;/span&gt; mais &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lê&lt;/span&gt; ou comenta nessa porra não??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Era uma manha como outra qualquer, acho que era outono pois as folhas e flores &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;caiam&lt;/span&gt; sem parar sobre nossas cabeças, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;estávamos&lt;/span&gt; sentados em baixo da árvore que sempre sentávamos juntos para comer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu a conhecia à algum tempo, pois &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;estudávamos&lt;/span&gt; juntos, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;íamos&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;voltávamos&lt;/span&gt; pra casa juntos, e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fazíamos&lt;/span&gt; sempre que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;podíamos&lt;/span&gt; as coisas juntos. Alta, magra, olhos azuis com longos cabelos dourados que brilhavam a luz do sol, sempre usando um arco na cabeça pra segurar sua franja e com um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sorriso&lt;/span&gt; radiante no rosto que sempre me fazia sorrir de volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Como um raio que cai do céu, em um movimento rápido, belo e sutíl, ela me beija. Eu fico parado sem entender direito por alguns segundos, mas após olhar para o rosto dela, eu compreendo o que aquilo significava, e então, eu a beijo. E ficamos ali, sentados e nos beijando, como se o resto do mundo não existisse, somente nós dois e a árvore de que tanto gostávamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-8495007800185737318?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/8495007800185737318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/autobiografia-cap-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8495007800185737318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8495007800185737318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/autobiografia-cap-2.html' title='Autobiografia - Cap 2'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6550842242102405906</id><published>2009-10-23T01:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:20:12.312-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Autobiografia - Cap 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nem sei se vai ter mais capítulos, mas vou colocar como esse sendo o primeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nasci no ano de 1990 em um hospital em Botafogo, não me recordo o nome, mas me disseram que era lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sempre me contam do dia em que eu nasci, que o médico chegou atrasado, fez o parto e me levou pro berçário em baixo do braço, como se eu fosse um pacote enquanto segurava na outra mão a sua maleta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu, diferentemente de todos os bebes ,estava com os olhos bem arregalados olhando para todos os lados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No dia que eu sai do hospital, caiu um pé d'água tremendo, eu preso dentro do carro no engarrafamento, por conta das ruas alagadas, ardendo com mais de 40° de febre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Para um bebe de 1 semana de idade, não sei como eu sobrevivi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Acho que é porque sou mais resistente do que aparento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ah, e foi dai que surgiu o hot-hot. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6550842242102405906?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6550842242102405906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/autobiografia-cap-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6550842242102405906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6550842242102405906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/autobiografia-cap-1.html' title='Autobiografia - Cap 1'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-1172475246230606369</id><published>2009-10-18T23:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:27:45.107-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn It Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I scraped my knees while I was praying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And found a demon in my safest haven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Seems like it's getting harder to believe in anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Than just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wanna know what it'd be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To find perfection in my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To see nothing in the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll turn it off, in all my spite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In all my spite, I'll turn it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And the worst part is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Before it gets any better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We're headed for a cliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And in the free fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will realize I'm better off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;When I hit the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The tragedy, it seems unending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm watching everyone I looked up to break and bending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We're taking shortcuts and false solutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just to come out the hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, I can see behind the curtain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;(I can see it now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The wheels are cranking, turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's all wrong, the way we're working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Towards a goal that's non-existent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's not existent, but we just keep believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And the worst part is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Before it gets any better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We're headed for a cliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And in the free fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will realize I'm better off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;When I hit the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wanna know what it'd be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To find perfection in my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To see nothing in the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll turn it off, in all my spite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In all my spite, I'll turn it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just turn it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Again, again, again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And the worst part is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Before it gets any better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We're headed for a cliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And in the free fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will realize I'm better off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;When I hit the bottom (x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-1172475246230606369?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1172475246230606369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/turn-it-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1172475246230606369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1172475246230606369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/turn-it-off.html' title='Turn It Off'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6930277125876350007</id><published>2009-10-14T19:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:52:56.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tranquei a faculdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Foi uma decisão muito pensada, mas eu realmente fiz isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não pretendo parar de estudar, só vou mudar de curso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ainda não decidi pra que irei mudar, por isso vou fazer um teste vocacional para ver no que tenho melhores aptidões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E além disso, enquanto espero para escolher, vou procurar um estágio ou emprego para não ficar parado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não posso ficar parado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É promessa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6930277125876350007?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6930277125876350007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/tranquei-faculdade.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6930277125876350007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6930277125876350007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/tranquei-faculdade.html' title=''/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-7280959713916002098</id><published>2009-10-05T21:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:11:39.865-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VGL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sem muito saco para grandes posts.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sem muito saco para muitas coisas.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas o VGL até que foi legal.............se bem que eu esperava muito mais..................da próxima vez vou de mesa para ver tudo sentado....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-7280959713916002098?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/7280959713916002098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/vgl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7280959713916002098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7280959713916002098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/vgl.html' title='VGL'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3323055057951403692</id><published>2009-10-01T22:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:42:18.345-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Seu Trabalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Reconhecidamente, o trabalho compõe uma das peças do formidável mosaico das leis divinas. É por meio dele que Deus faculta aos indivíduos a honra de se tornarem úteis no mundo, quando levam às sociedades em que vivem a contribuição das aquisições intelectuais, artísticas e éticas que efetuaram na esteira da própria evolução.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se você observar bem, verá que em todos os reinos naturais existem a força do trabalho a gerar beleza e progresso pelos tempos afora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você conheçe a comunidade das formigas, dos cupins, das abelhas e de muitos outros insetos que, ordenadamente, dão conta do que lhes compete todos os dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É conhecida a arquitetura e a engenharia utilizadas por incontáveis pássaros, no sentido de se proteger das intempéries e dos seus predadores, ou de salvaguardar os filhotes, o que nos deixa perplexos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É fácil acompanhar a lida de diversos animais para caçar e alimentar a prole, demarcar domínios de atuação e vivência, o que lhes custa muitas vezes a própria vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E o seu, qual é o seu trabalho? Será que você vem considerando como seu trabalho apenas as ações que lhe conferem salário? Será que você jamais sentiu a alegria de realizar alguma coisa boa para terceiros sem ganhar dinheiro? Nunca cogitou de tornar-se voluntário em alguma atividade que realiza o bem ao semelhante, e por única recompensa receber a paz do íntimo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O seu trabalho na Terra forma-se com tudo de útil, nobre e bom que você é capaz de fazer. Faça tudo, então, com boa vontade e com a certeza de que, com a sua inteligência e competência, coneguirá contribuir para o crescimento planetário, sentindo-se muito útil nas mãos da Divindade e fazendo muita gente feliz a sua volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pensem nisso ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-3323055057951403692?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/3323055057951403692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-seu-trabalho.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3323055057951403692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3323055057951403692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-seu-trabalho.html' title='O Seu Trabalho'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-5399383149780796292</id><published>2009-09-29T20:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:58:25.727-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingresso VGL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hoje fui comprar o ingresso pro VGL, para quem não sabe, Video Games Live, um show muito foda que toca as musicas temas dos jogos atuais e antigos, e não é uma bandinha qualquer que toca, é uma orquestra *___* , eu amo orquestras, e espero que esse show valha a pena mesmo, foram 40 reais no ingresso, isso porque paguei meia, tirando que, errei o ponto do onibus e tive que correr por Botafogo, isso tudo, caindo uma puta chuva, eu sem casaco nem guarda-chuva, cheguei ensopado, espero que não pegue um resfriado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O show é Domingo, então provavelmente semana que vem estarei escrevendo um post sobre ele, jaa o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-5399383149780796292?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5399383149780796292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/ingresso-vgl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5399383149780796292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5399383149780796292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/ingresso-vgl.html' title='Ingresso VGL'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-5134644651556347498</id><published>2009-09-24T23:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:00:03.412-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuroshitsuji</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Em plena Era Vitoriana, em Londres, o mordomo Sebastian Michaelis presta serviços a Ciel Phantomhive, o líder de doze anos de uma nobre família inglesa. Sebastian é um mordomo perfeito. Seus conhecimentos, educação, habilidades na cozinha e nas artes marcias são excelentes. Além disso, ele pode atender a qualquer pedido de seu mestre com facilidade e perfeição devido a sua secreta linhagem demoníaca e ao contrato que possue com seu mestre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu descobri sobre esse anime de tanto que me encheram para ve-lo, e realmente, é muito bom. A primeira vista parece ser mais um daqueles animes com personagens super bonitos feitos para fangirls enlouquecerem, tá, realmente é um pouco assim, mas a história vai muito além disso. Eu gostei particulamente pela época em que se passa, as vestimentas dessa época são lindas, ainda mais as de alta classe *___*, er... mas deixando meus delirios de lado, ele também possui um ótimo enredo, fazendo com que você fique preso a série até o final, pois os mistérios só vão se resolvendo bem pro final mesmo, e você fica atônito pra saber o que acontecerá aos nossos 2 personagens principais, mas sem spoillers né =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mais uma série que recomendo, assistam ou morram!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-5134644651556347498?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5134644651556347498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/kuroshitsuji.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5134644651556347498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5134644651556347498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/kuroshitsuji.html' title='Kuroshitsuji'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-2315185952096229944</id><published>2009-09-21T21:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:08:43.544-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Estou com frio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Está chovendo lá fora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A noite caiu bem cedo hoje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Estou com sono pois não consegui dormir direito a noite, não sei o porque, mas não dormi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Estou me sentindo meio melancólico, talvez esse seja o motivo da minha insônia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Espero que esse sentimento passe logo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-4603743833901030814</id><published>2009-09-19T20:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:50:26.215-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiki No Uta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E pra terminar, porque eu axo que já está bom de letras de musicas, mais uma de Samurai Champloo, ah, e nos posts anteriores eu não falei mas, a primeira musica é um encerramento extra, a segunda é a abertura, e essa de agora é o encerramento normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mata yo ga akereba owakare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yume wa tooki maboroshi ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anata wo oikakete ita hikari no naka de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dakareru tabi atatakai kaze wo tayori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;** (refrain/chorus 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haru wo tsuge odoridasu sansai ("sunshine")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Natsu wo miru uji nohara karakusa kawakuwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Aki no tsuki nobotta manmarusa oiwai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fuyu wo sugi mata tsukihi o kazoeru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mada mabuta no oku ni aru itsuka no natsu tooisugita aozora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Atatakakatta te wo tsunagu hanatsukamiutau itsu ya omoide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ate wo naku hazuki kara mitsuki kumo to karamu tsuki mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Itsu ga kaeranu koto ni mezameta toki hitori kizuki anata sagasu tabi ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ima yobisamasu ki oku no naka de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Iza arukidasu anata no moto e&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ni yori nana hinoki kata yori ni kimi ni mita hana no kaori katami ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Musubi yuku michi araba mata kaeri mimu nagareru namida tome soka natsu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oikaze sakebu seijaku wo kowasu no nani mo osorezu susumo no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kogane no hana ga hakubu no yasashisa ni anata ni futatabi ai ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oikaze sakebu seijaku wo kowasu no nani mo osorezu susumo no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kogane no hana ga hakubu no yasashisa ni anata ni futatabi ai ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haru wo tsuge odoridasu sansai ("sunshine")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Natsu wo miru uji nohara karakusa kawakuwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Aki no tsuki nobotta manmarusa oiwai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fuyu wo sugi mata tsukihi o kazoeru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haru wo tsuge odotte sanba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Natsu wo miru uji nohara karakusa kawakuwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Aki o tsuki nobotta manmarusa oiwai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fuyu wo sugi mata tsukihi o kazoeru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mata yo ga akereba owakare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yume wa tooki maboroshi ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anata wo oikakete ita hikari no naka de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dakareru tabi atatakai kaze wo tayori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-4603743833901030814?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/4603743833901030814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/shiki-no-uta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4603743833901030814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4603743833901030814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/shiki-no-uta.html' title='Shiki No Uta'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6536737815412373951</id><published>2009-09-18T21:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:34:35.538-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Battlecry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Seguindo a sequência de posts de letras de músicas de Samurai Champloo, mais uma ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sharp like an edge of a samurai sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The mental blade cut through flesh and bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Though my mind's at peace, the world out of order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Missing the inner heat, life gets colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh yes, I have to find my path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No less, walk on earth, water, and fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The elements compose a magnum opus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;My modus operandi is amalgam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Steel packed tight in microchip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;On my armor, a sign of all-pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The ultimate reward is honor, not awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;At odds with the times in wars with no lords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A freelancer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A battle cry of a hawk make a dove fly and a tear dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wonder why a lone wolf don't run with a klan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Only trust your instincts and be one with the plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some days, some nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some live, some die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the way of the samurai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some fight, some bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sun up to sun down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The sons of a battlecry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some days, some nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some live, some die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the name of the samurai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some fight, some bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sun up to sun down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The sons of a battlecry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Look, just the air around him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;An aura surrounding the heir apparent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;He might be a peasant but shine like grand royalty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;He to the people and land, loyalty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We witness above all to hear this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sea sickness in the ocean of wickedness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Set sail to the sun set no second guessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Far east style with the spirit of wild west&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The "quote-unquote" code stands the test of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Time for the chosen ones to find the best of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Noble minds that ever graced the face of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A hemisphere with no fear, fly over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The blue yonder where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The sky meets the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And eye meets no eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And boy meets world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And became a man to serve the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To save the day, the night, and the girl too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some days, some nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some live, some die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the way of the samurai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some fight, some bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sun up to sun down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The sons of a battlecry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some days, some nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some live, some die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the name of the samurai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Some fight, some bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sun up to sun down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The sons of a battlecry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6536737815412373951?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6536737815412373951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/battlecry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6536737815412373951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6536737815412373951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/battlecry.html' title='Battlecry'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-8195982577741853366</id><published>2009-09-17T22:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:28:51.338-03:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Finalmente terminei de ver Samurai Champloo, e a trilha sonora é perfeita, estou totalmente viciado nela, ai vai a letra de uma das musicas que eu adoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;oh, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;say "I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh, I think you've go to know right away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"maybe me too"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you are a nice, cool breeze in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I feel you blowing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can feel the sunlight all around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You're shinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I feel beautiful when I'm around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm safe and comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;'cause you are wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it feels natural to be around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you've made it possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you're wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh, can I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;can I tell you why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;why I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh, my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you made it a cloudless sky I can fly through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you are a deep, strong wind in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I feel you - come on in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;can you see the sunlight all around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You're smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I feel beautiful when I'm around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm safe and comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;'cause you are wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it feels natural to be around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you've made it possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you're wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-8195982577741853366?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/8195982577741853366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8195982577741853366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8195982577741853366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-7168254091741637458</id><published>2009-09-15T21:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:50:32.217-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Samurai Champloo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Era uma vez dois samurais que acompanham uma garota numa jornada de muita introspecção seguindo fielmente o código de honra dos samurais e... espera aí, isso não tem nada a ver com os samurais que estou falando. Eles são egocêntricos,adoram se jogar nos prazeres da vida [bebidas e mulheres], não dispensam uma boa porrada e só ajudam a donzela porque perderam uma aposta. Qual será a desses samurais e, afinal, quem é o misterioso samurai que cheira a girassóis? Eis, Samurai Champloo, os samurais do hip hop!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Na já famosa era Tokugawa vivem 3 pessoas que não imaginavam que seus destinos se cruzariam. Fuu é uma garçonete de um estabelecimento que quer ganhar dinheiro para seguir sua própria jornada, Mugen é um encrenqueiro esfomeado e sem dinheiro e, por fim, Jin é um samurai calmo com um passado obscuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Resumindo muito mesmo, isso é Samurai Champloo, posso dizer que poucas são as séries que possuem personagens tão fortes como esses, mas não no sentido de força física. Eles não fortes em atitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Recomendo para aqueles que gostam de ação misturado com comédia, com um pouco de lições importantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-7168254091741637458?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/7168254091741637458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/samurai-champloo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7168254091741637458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7168254091741637458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/samurai-champloo.html' title='Samurai Champloo'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-8884327332295476924</id><published>2009-09-09T20:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:28:45.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terapia #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hoje foi o meu primeiro dia na psicóloga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Moça simpática ela, eu gostei de ter ido, e pretendo ir mais vezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não sabia ao certo como seria, porque nunca havia ido antes, mas até que ela me ajudou a esclarecer algumas coisas, não tantas quanto eu queria, afinal, é só 1 hora de consulta, não dá pra falar tudo o que eu gostaria de uma vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A partir de agora, as coisas devem mudar, e espero que para melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A próxima consulta é só na semana que vem, espero conseguir fazer o que ela me aconselhou para quando voltar lá dizer algo como, "está tudo resolvido" ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Agradeço desde já o apoio dos que torcem por mim e espero que continuem torcendo =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-8884327332295476924?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/8884327332295476924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/terapia-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8884327332295476924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8884327332295476924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/terapia-3.html' title='Terapia #3'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-4480318112216224651</id><published>2009-09-04T13:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:31:29.212-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terapia #2</title><content type='html'>No último post, eu falei sobre fazer psicologia e de dar conselho aos outros, mas agora, eu é que estou precisando de ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decidi procurar ajuda especializada, uma psicóloga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiz isso porque, graças aos meus defeitos, eu magoei uma das pessoas mais queridas para mim, e eu não quero que isso ocorra nunca mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes é necessário adimitir que você também possui defeitos e que precisam ser melhorados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-4480318112216224651?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/4480318112216224651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/terapia-2.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4480318112216224651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4480318112216224651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/09/terapia-2.html' title='Terapia #2'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-7450172885598514016</id><published>2009-08-22T22:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:47:34.242-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terapia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Percepção e memória, apesar de ser uma matéria do curso de psicologia, eu estou cursando ela como matéria eletiva, quando fiz a minha inscrição nela não sabia ao que se referia. Mas ao assistir a primeira aula eu descobri do que se tratava, e o que eu vi me agradou bastante. Não estou dizendo que irei largar a engenharia, até porque eu prefiro a minha velha e boa amiga eletricidade, tive pouco contato com a psicologia ainda para que ela mude a minha opinião.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas ultimamente meus amigos tem me procurado, e se abriram comigo, uma em especial(ela sabe quem é), e eu tenho ajudado muito todos eles, tenho feito o trabalho de um psicologo no caso, dando conselhos e auxiliando no que eu posso ajudar, até brinco que virei terapeuta agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu deveria ser a última pessoa do mundo que deveria dar conselhos, pois eu nunca ouço os que me dão, isso quando eu procuro ajuda. Mas não sei dizer bem o porque, eu sempre sei o que a pessoa está sentindo ou passando, e o mais ironico ainda, eu sei exatamente que conselhos dar para a pessoa, como se eu tivesse vivido o caso ou estudado sobre ele. E olha que maravilha, por mais incrível que isso pareça, eles sempre funcionam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Será que eu tenho vocação para isso?? Será que eu deveria mudar e começar a fazer psicologia??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Axo que não chega a tanto, não creio que eu saberia resolver os problemas de várias pessoas diferentes todos os dias, por enquanto vou ficar mesmo só ajudando os meus amigos, até porque não há pagamento melhor do que poder vê-los felizes após receberem meus conselhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Então meus caros amigos, se precisarem de auxílio, não se acanhem e venham conversar comigo que eu prometo fazer o melhor que eu puder. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-7450172885598514016?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/7450172885598514016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/terapia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7450172885598514016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7450172885598514016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/terapia.html' title='Terapia'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3276247670459765335</id><published>2009-08-18T20:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:28:33.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Venho aqui hoje reclamar desse tempo que não para de mudar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu não aguento mais, todas as vezes que eu marco de ir à praia o tempo muda, tão de sacanagem com a minha cara né?? Só pode ser isso, já é a terçeira vez que isso conteçe em 2 semanas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Axo que vou desistir de vez de sair para a praia e ficar em casa, praia agora só em Cabo Frio, lá sim está sempre sol, quase todo dia é dia de praia, e falando em praia, muitos dizem que é sacanagem minha ou não acreditam, mas eu surfo sim, eu tenho uma prancha na casa de praia da minha tia e sempre que vou, pego e saio pra surfar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Viva as ondas, viva o mar, nele você se sente livre e percebe o quão pequeno você é em relação ao mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E mudando de assunto, estou fazendo uma matéria de psicologia na faculdade, axo que se eu gostar mudo de curso, mas isso é assunto pra outro post(é só para deixar água na boca de vocês), até mais amiguinhos o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-3276247670459765335?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/3276247670459765335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/tempo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3276247670459765335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3276247670459765335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-928824809355667937</id><published>2009-08-17T19:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:15:44.253-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aulas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Finalmente, depois de várias semanas de recesso por conta da maldita grípe, as aulas recomeçaram, e não só pra mim, mas para muitos outros estudantes também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu axo bom ter aulas de novo, pois como já disse antes, não aguentava mais ficar em casa sem fazer nada, mas ai entra outra questão, sempre que estamos estudando só sabemos reclamar dos estudos e o quanto eles são chatos e se ainda falta muito para as próximas férias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Então porque ficar reclamando tanto de não ter aulas se quando elas começam, você só reclama que está estudando demais??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu admito que sou assim, mas ainda não vou reclamar pois hoje foi somente o primeiro dia de aula, apesar de que foi bem chato XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tirando isso de lado, as pessoas ainda estão com medo de pegar a tal grípe, ve se pode, a minha faculdade está com vários cartazes e tendas falando sobre a grípe;os bebedouros foram modificados para que possam somente encher garrafas, nada de meter a boca para beber mais, e quem não tem garrafa, como que fica?? Tirando que por todo lugar existe um suporte com folhas de papel e outro com alcóol gel para limpar as mãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu nunca que irei usar de nenhum deles, axo tudo isso uma babaquice só, se não quer ficar doente que fique em casa e não saia, mas não fiquem modificando a minha vida somente para se adeqüar a neurose dos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bem, por hoje é só, e boas aulas a todos ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-928824809355667937?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-7507419014671563640</id><published>2009-08-14T22:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:33:58.517-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Junte: uma festa surpresa de aniversário + uma garrafa de vodca + funk + pagode = muita besteira e palhaçada de uma vez só XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Foi exatamente isso que aconteceu ontem, é isso mesmo, eu me acabei dançando funk e pagode, fui até o chão XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As vezes é bom extravassar assim um pouco, relaxa a alma e alivia a mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bem, e como foi especial, ontem ouvi um pagode em que eu adorei a letra, axei muito engraçada, e é de um grupo que eu nem sabia que ainda existia, ai vai a letra pra vocês, divirtam-se XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Venho trabalhando, venho me esforçando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pra ter você ao lado meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas já tô cansando não tá adiantando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ainda não reconheceu(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Só por você eu parei de beber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não faço festa lá no meu ap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Já tô magrinho voltei a correr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Todos notaram só você não vê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E Palavrão é coisa do passado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu já não ando todo amarrotado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Na minha boca não tem mais cigarro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você não ve mas sei todos notaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Venho trabalhando, venho me esforçando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pra ter você ao lado meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas já tô cansando não tá adiantando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ainda não reconheceu(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Amor que tal a gente ficar direitinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu e você você e eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Olho no olho beijo na boca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vai me dar uma chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ah não vai não é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ih ialá covarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu me ajeitando e você nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Então escuta aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Essa rotina já tá estressante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não aguento mais beber refrigerante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O meu pulmão sabe que eu sou fumante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vive pedindo trago a todo instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vou confessar uma coisa pra você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Só fui um dia e parei de correr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A minha barba voltou a crescer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Amor vem logo ou você vai ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vou voltar pra sacanagem, pra casa de massagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ali sempre foi meu lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Já tava com saudade das velhas amizades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hoje eu vou me embreagar(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tu chega logo ou vai se arrepender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vou fazer festa lá no meu ap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pensando bem vou falar pra você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se não vier vai ter cine prive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu não renego mais o meu passado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não vou pagar mais de bom namorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pensando bem já tô mais sossegado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Posso guardar todo amarrotado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vou voltar pra sacanagem, pra casa de massagem&lt;br /&gt;Ali sempre foi meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Já tava com saudade das velhas amizades&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu vou me embreagar(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Voltei - Molejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-7507419014671563640?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/7507419014671563640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/voltei.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7507419014671563640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7507419014671563640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/voltei.html' title='Voltei'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-8172478659982874522</id><published>2009-08-11T15:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:25:03.514-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Malditas Férias!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu nunca pensei que algum dia diria isso, mas eu não aguento mais ficar de férias!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Graças ao ministério da saúde que adiou o início das aulas mais uma vez por conta da gripe suína ou qualquer outro nome estranho que tenha. É só uma gripe a toa, ainda não vi ninguem morrendo nem nada. Se as pessoas estão com medo de ficar doentes, que fiquem em suas casas e não saiam, mas por conta disso, eu e muitos outros temos que atrasar nossos estudos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ficar em casa sem fazer nada é muito chato, nem todos podem sair todos os dias para farrear, e quando podem a porcaria do tempo muda (eu ia a praia hoje).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bem a única coisa que posso fazer é me lamentar e continuar em casa sem fazer nada, pelo menos aumenta o número de posts aqui, até mais amiguinhos \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-8172478659982874522?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/8172478659982874522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/malditas-ferias.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8172478659982874522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8172478659982874522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/malditas-ferias.html' title='Malditas Férias!!!'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-5507637590811041644</id><published>2009-08-07T13:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:30:11.499-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu não quero mas eu faço</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Existem certas coisas na vida que você tem que fazer mesmo que seja totalmente contra, e eu me pergunto, isso é certo?? É mesmo o melhor a se fazer??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu axo que não, mas no final você sempre acaba fazendo, nem que seja somente para agradar uma pessoa, você se submete a situações da qual é totalmente contra, faz e deixa de fazer coisas só para agradar esse alguem que espera que você faça o que ela quer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E no final o que você ganha??? Absolutamente nada, nem mesmo a satisfação de dever cumprido se tem, pois era algo que você estava fazendo por outra pessoa e não por você mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No atual momento, estou fazendo isso, somente para não decepcionar uma pessoa, mas não me sinto bem fazendo isso, e ela sabe disso, mas não há outra maneira de solucionar isso se não for eu fazer o que não quero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas, ces't la vita, fazer o que né, só digo aos meus caros leitores(mudando a frase dessa vez, quase ninguem le essa merda mesmo), não se submetam as vontades dos outros, façam somente o que lhes agrada, pois falo por experiência própria, não é uma coisa muito agradável ficar preso a situações assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tenham um bom dia a todos ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-5507637590811041644?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5507637590811041644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-nao-quero-mas-eu-faco.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5507637590811041644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5507637590811041644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-nao-quero-mas-eu-faco.html' title='Eu não quero mas eu faço'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-4889783495916033382</id><published>2009-08-04T19:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:26:16.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Desculpa a demora por esse post, mas sabe como é, férias é foda, e eu só tive tempo de postá-lo agora, mas, antes tarde do que nunca, então vamos lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Como descreve-lo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O MELHOR EVENTO DE ANIME QUE EU JÁ FUI NA VIDA!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É mais ou menos assim a descrição. Com uma área que equivale à do Rio-Centro, é considerado o maior evento da América Latina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu fui na caravanaRJ, na minha opinião, a melhor do Rio, fui no pacote de 4 dias. Imagenem o que é 4 dias no paraíso otaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O evento conta com um salão para jogos e afins, um para stands, um local apelidado de vitrine(pois se parece com vitrines de lojas) onde cada vitrine corresponde a uma sala temática, uma super praça de alimentação e 2 palcos, um para desfile cosplay e entrevistas, e outro pra apresentações cosplay e shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nem preciso falar que as minhas 600 pratas foram embora né? Em suma é isso(sem saco de escrever mais coisas), espero que gostem desse post(ninguem le essa merda mesmo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-4889783495916033382?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/4889783495916033382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/anime-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4889783495916033382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4889783495916033382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/08/anime-friends.html' title='Anime Friends'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-5174976977971349998</id><published>2009-07-15T16:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:37:12.658-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prévia Anime Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Daqui a algumas horas estarei indo para São Paulo, para ir ao Anime Friends, o maior evento de anime da América Latina. Espero que ele seja realmente bom como todos sempre dizem, bem, ao retornar escreverei mais aqui mais detalhadamente sobre esse evento e como foi minhas passagem por lá, até mais. o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-5174976977971349998?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5174976977971349998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/07/previa-anime-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5174976977971349998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5174976977971349998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/07/previa-anime-friends.html' title='Prévia Anime Friends'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-4040829886879331741</id><published>2009-07-10T14:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T14:58:03.197-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Resonance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;tsunaida tamashi no hi ga mune wo sasu nara&lt;br /&gt;kotoba yori motto tsuyoi hibiki ga ima kikoeru ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roku ni me mo awasazu unmei ni made karandeku&lt;br /&gt;yukisaki moro kabutteru kuenai yoru wo hashire&lt;br /&gt;fukaoi shi sugita mabushisa ga&lt;br /&gt;warui yume ni tsuzuite mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsunaida tamashi no hi ga mune wo sasu nara&lt;br /&gt;kotoba yori motto tsuyoi hibiki ga ima kikoeru ka&lt;br /&gt;deatta wake wa dou datte ii hikitsukerarete&lt;br /&gt;fureta shunkan no kizu no bun dake tashika ni nareru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uso mo gisou mo aru yoreta sekai wo keritsukete&lt;br /&gt;morotomo bukkowasona muchuu no hate ga mitai&lt;br /&gt;hitori ni shinai to tsukamu te wa&lt;br /&gt;yasashii sakara toosugite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subete wo yakusoku de kiru asu wa nai kara&lt;br /&gt;kinou yori chotto mashi na kizuna shinjite miyou ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsunaida tamashi no hi ga mune wo sasu nara&lt;br /&gt;kotoba yori motto tsuyoi hibiki ga ima kikoeru ka&lt;br /&gt;deatta wake wa dou datte ii hikitsukerarete&lt;br /&gt;fureta shunkan no kizu no bun dake tashika ni nareru &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a luz de almas conectadas aponta em direção ao seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue escutar uma ressonância mais forte do que as palavras agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trocamos olhares apenas brevemente, mas nossos destinos estão interligados&lt;br /&gt;O lugar para onde devemos ir é exatamente o mesmo, então corra ao meu lado em direção a noite insuportável&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo se a luz que perseguimos ao longe&lt;br /&gt;Continuar e adentrar em pesadelos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a luz de almas conectadas aponta em direção ao seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue escutar uma ressonância mais forte do que as palavras agora?&lt;br /&gt;Não me importo com a razão para termos nos encontrado&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu tenho certeza que a sua presença e o seu toque e deixaram ferimentos em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chute para longe o mundo distorcido onde mentiras e disfarces existem&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver o fim de várias fascinações que parecem ser frágeis&lt;br /&gt;O braço que me agarra e diz: “Não irei deixar você sozinho”&lt;br /&gt;É muito mais do que uma simples gentileza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois não há nenhum amanhã que possa prometer tudo&lt;br /&gt;Você não irá tentar acreditar em uma conexão levemente melhor do que a de ontem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a luz de almas conectadas aponta em direção ao seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue escutar uma ressonância mais forte do que as palavras agora?&lt;br /&gt;Não me importo com a razão para termos nos encontrado&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu tenho certeza que a sua presença e seu toque deixaram ferimentos em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul Eater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-4040829886879331741?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/4040829886879331741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/07/resonance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4040829886879331741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4040829886879331741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/07/resonance.html' title='Resonance'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-1911063089631468733</id><published>2009-07-06T19:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:07:50.989-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Esse fim de semana ocorreu um encontro que todos chamam somente de evento, mas como descreve-lo?? Simples, ele é relativo aos famosos animes e mangás que atualmente dominaram o mundo todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O evento que será citado aqui será o Anime Family, que ocorre no Rio de Janeiro - RJ, e esta edição foi na Faculdade Gama Filho unidade Piedade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Só uma palavra para descreve-lo, foda. É uma maravilha, tirando que está sempre super lotado, os cosplays são de alto escalão, os estades tem de tudo, o espaço é amplo, e muitas outras coisas, tirando um super show no final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pra quem não sabe, cosplay é quando uma pessoa se caracteriza igual à algum personagem de anime ou mangá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E essa edição, o show foi do cantos Nobuo Yamada, que canta a inesquecivel música de abertura de Cavaleiros do Zodíaco, Pegasus Fantasy. Nem preciso dizer que o show foi foda né.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E vamos ficando por aqui, a próxima parada será no Anime Friends, o maior evento da América Latina, até lá o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-1911063089631468733?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1911063089631468733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/07/anime-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1911063089631468733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1911063089631468733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/07/anime-family.html' title='Anime Family'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3200529749195502787</id><published>2009-06-30T13:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T13:17:16.596-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudança</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mudança, significa mudar algo, mas no caso ao qual quero me referir aqui é mudança de se mudar para outro lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Talvez eu me mude, não sei se logo, não sei se ano que vem somente, talvez essa mudança nunca aconteça, mas uma mudança é algo um tanto quanto grande e significativo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Quando você se muda, na arrumação, você sempre encontra coisas que nem sabia que ainda possuia, que o fazem lembrar de momentos bons que se passaram, e você também se lembra dos momentos bons que você passou naquela casa, dos ruins também, é uma história que foi construida debaixo de um teto, ainda mais se você viveu grande parte de sua vida nesse lugar, dos amigos que você fez, é muita coisa pra um lugar só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As vezes eu me sinto triste em deixar meu lar atual, mas eu também penso que o novo pode ser muito melhor do que esse, e que eu poderei construir uma nova história nele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A única coisa que eu sei é que será o meu lar, independente de todo o resto, um lugar para chamar de casa, pois a sua casa é onde onde o seu coração está.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-3200529749195502787?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-3712990222426425650</id><published>2009-06-28T17:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:25:30.937-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cultivate your hunger, before you idealize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Motivate your anger, to make them all realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Climbing the mountain, never coming down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Break into the contents, never falling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;My knee is still shaking like i was twelve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sneakin' out the classroom, by the back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A man railed at me twice, though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But i didn't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Waiting is wasting, for people like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't try to look so wise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't cry cause you're so all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't dry with fakes or fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause you will hate yourself in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't try to look so wise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't cry cause you're so all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't dry with fakes or fears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause you will hate yourself in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You say, "Dreams are dreams."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I ain't gonna play the fool anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"You say, "'Cause I still got my soul."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Take your time, baby, your blood needs slowing down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Breach your soul to reach yourself before you gloom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing, shadows of nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You still are blind, if you see a winding road,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;'Cause there's always a straight way to the point you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't try to look so wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't cry, cause you're so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't dry, with fakes or fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause you will hate yourself in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't try to look so wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't cry cause you're so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't dry with fakes or fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause you will hate yourself in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't try to live so wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't cry cause you're so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't dry with fakes or fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause you will hate yourself in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause you will hate yourself in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause you will hate yourself in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cause you will hate yourself in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Akeboshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-3712990222426425650?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/3712990222426425650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/wind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3712990222426425650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/3712990222426425650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/wind.html' title='Wind'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-2241109735819696538</id><published>2009-06-24T16:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:47:15.704-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Louco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As horas passam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Os dias passam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Só não passa a vontade de te ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Essa vontade que me consome pouco a pouco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Essa vontade que me deixa louco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Louco por você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Estou enlouquecendo pouco a pouco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sem saber o que fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sem saber mais o que dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E não há mais escapatória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu sei que não haverá vitória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Agora só posso esperar por ficar louco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-2241109735819696538?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/2241109735819696538/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/louco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2241109735819696538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/2241109735819696538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/louco.html' title='Louco'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-2634218938997346976</id><published>2009-06-20T21:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:43:30.631-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você abre os olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tudo à sua volta está desmoronando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você corre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas todos os caminhos não levam a lugar algum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você está desesperado sem saber o que fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você fecha os olhos na esperança de que quando abri-los novamente tudo tenha voltado ao normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas quando os abre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você está caindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Caindo em um buraco escuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você olha à volta mas nada vê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O medo começa a crescer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você começa a perder as esperanças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você reza por ajuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E quando você menos espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Surge uma luz distante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você grita para a luz pedindo ajuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E ela vai ao seu encontro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você estende a sua mão para alcançá-la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas antes que você a segure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você pensa se realmente é isso que você quer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se realmente você quer ser salvo por essa luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não seria tão ruim ficar nessa escuridão para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas por trás da luz você ouve vozes te chamando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pedindo para que você não desista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A escuridão pode até ser boa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas você já a conhece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A luz é uma coisa nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Com ela você pode descobrir coisas que não conhecia antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Com ela você pode seguir em frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Então você agarra a luz com todas as suas forças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Você abre os olhos novamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E vê um mundo novo e maravilhoso à sua espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pronto para novas descobertas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cheio de esperanças para aqueles que já a haviam perdido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Hope'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-7216605012362104954</id><published>2009-06-18T18:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:24:43.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Geração dos Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A dor que traz o adeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;De alguém que vive em meus sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Quero estar mais perto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dessa luz que é o seu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No frio da cidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu só vejo solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A força da bondade tão distante da ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu só quero tocar em suas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Te ter mais perto de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E sentir o abraço teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Que esse momento nunca tenha fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nem que o vento sopre enquanto a chuva cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E leve pra longe esse sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não vou ligar se me machucar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não existe mal se o sonho é real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nem que o vento sopre enquanto a chuva cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E leve pra longe esse sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nem que o vento sopre enquanto a chuva cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tudo que eu preciso é ter você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nem que o vento sopre enquanto a chuva cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E leve pra longe esse sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nem que o vento sopre enquanto a chuva cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tudo que eu preciso é ter você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-7216605012362104954?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/7216605012362104954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/geracao-dos-sonhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7216605012362104954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7216605012362104954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/geracao-dos-sonhos.html' title='Geração dos Sonhos'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6131478619304324579</id><published>2009-06-14T21:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:32:19.751-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsumi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;If it is a sin, where's my existence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dokonimo nai no yo atashi no tomoshibi&lt;br /&gt;Zurui wa... kono mama anata wa shiranai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm falling down and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tomadoi setsunasa kurushisa samishisa mo subete motsurete omowazu"Aishite iru" nante tsubuyaketara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;If it is a sin, where's my existence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anata no tabako no kemuri ga chikazuku&lt;br /&gt;Atashi wo hidoku kyozetsu shite yurasanai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm falling down and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kuchihatete kiete shimau kajitsu no you ni ima mo&lt;br /&gt;Munashiku anata wo omoeba omou hodo tokeochite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Somebody tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Is this a sin by loving him?&lt;br /&gt;I want you. I need you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Memai warui yume mune zawagi obiete iru no&lt;br /&gt;Atashi no kuchibiru ga omowazu morashita tsumi wo...&lt;br /&gt;Onegai... anata no ude no naka ni wa mada ima mo&lt;br /&gt;Atashi no ibasho ga kakusarete iru kara&lt;br /&gt;Nee...&lt;br /&gt;Yurushite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;If it is a sin, where's my existence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;High and Mighty Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-6131478619304324579?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6131478619304324579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/tsumi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6131478619304324579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6131478619304324579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/tsumi.html' title='Tsumi'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-8463752764007417624</id><published>2009-06-07T19:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:41:48.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Show + Indiferença</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ontem foi o dia do tão esperado show do Móveis   *___*   e tenho que admitir, foi o melhor show que eu já fui!!! Eles tocaram todas as musicas do seu segundo album e mais algumas do primeiro, agitando o público como nenhuma outra banda faz, ao final do show claro, o "tieto" aqui esperou a banda sair, eles são bem simpéticos com o público, peguei altógrafo e tirei foto   *___*  e pra comemorar, letra de música!! \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Perdi a hora, lamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se tudo pode ser melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ainda dá tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No tempo certo vou chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sem pressa, sem despertador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A vida é nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Novo é o lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Que a boa hora traz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nesse incompleto vem e vai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se o começo é o fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não faz mais diferençaSe tudo está por um triz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não faz mais diferença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se isso é bom ou ruim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não faz mais diferença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nem sempre alegre e feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas faz, faz diferença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não vá. Me dê mais um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Deixei pro fim o que é melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se for, eu entendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Só vim aqui para agradecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O que a gente dividiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A vida é boa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bom é o lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Que a nova hora traz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nesse incompleto vem e vai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do que é ruim eu me esqueço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O bom eu quero mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Na tristeza eu quero avesso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Agora quero paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Saiba que todo fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;É um recomeço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pra nossa vida quero amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O resto eu desconheço &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-8463752764007417624?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/8463752764007417624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/show-indiferenca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8463752764007417624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/8463752764007417624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/06/show-indiferenca.html' title='Show + Indiferença'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-1593648152782170584</id><published>2009-05-25T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:44:49.096-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingresso + Falso Retrato(u-hu)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Olá amiguinhos e amiguinhas, estou muito feliz hoje, finalmente comprei o ingresso pro show do Móveis (mais sobre a banda vide postagens anteriores). Morri  *_____*   finalmente tenho o ingresso, essa sensação é muito boa, todos deveriam experimentar, e pra comemorar ai vai a letra de uma musica do novo album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fotografei, você não viu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Verdade no meu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Felicidade não sorriu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fingiu somente que estava lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me revelei, você despiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tristeza em todo lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mentiu tão bem que nos uniu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Um bom motivo pra me lembrar que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Quando percebe o desgosto do gasto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E gosto da farsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Disfarça que não tem tamanho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nem foco, nem brilho, nem alma, nem cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E ainda desmente que medo não sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Que tudo é pecado e nada é perdão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Felicidade reinará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E o dia raiou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tudo em claro e viva cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O sol em meu mural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Desbota a minha dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não paro, passo, faço, me encontro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Num retrato três por quatro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não me enquadro ao teu lado, não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Emoldurei o fim por vir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Polaroid pra registrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Revejo assim o que não vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Retrato que ainda não há&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Recordar o que sobrou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Meu sub exposto olhar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-1593648152782170584?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1593648152782170584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/ingresso-falso-retratou-hu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1593648152782170584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1593648152782170584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/ingresso-falso-retratou-hu.html' title='Ingresso + Falso Retrato(u-hu)'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-8653050826705110837</id><published>2009-05-24T23:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:16:52.097-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/Shn-_wGE6lI/AAAAAAAAACI/w--0Nz3bex4/s1600-h/poker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339579204420037202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/Shn-_wGE6lI/AAAAAAAAACI/w--0Nz3bex4/s400/poker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sábado bem alegre o de ontem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Macarronada + red label + poker = feliz ^^&lt;br /&gt;(só faltou mesmo a mulher amada ao lado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu descobri ontem que poker é um jogo muito divertido de se jogar, isso se não estiver apostando à dinheiro claro. Todos se divertem e riem das situações comicas. Resumindo tudo, (sem saco de escrever) foi muito bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ah claro, feliz aniversário Yuri ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Obs.: quero muito uma maleta de fichas de poker, lembrem disso no meu aniversário.&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/3642532597659343175-8653050826705110837?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/8653050826705110837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/sabado-bem-alegre-o-de-ontem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-5905142925184992031</id><published>2009-05-18T19:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:19:34.434-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartas pra Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu tento te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo que eu escrevo&lt;br /&gt;É sobre você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não posso me enganar&lt;br /&gt;Fingir que estou bem&lt;br /&gt;Porque não estou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de você&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de você&lt;br /&gt;Essa noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;Só pra te cobrar&lt;br /&gt;O que você disse&lt;br /&gt;Que iria ser pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;Mas não foi assim&lt;br /&gt;Agora o que me resta&lt;br /&gt;Escrever nessa carta&lt;br /&gt;Pra lembrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu passo tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Só te procurando&lt;br /&gt;Em um outro alguém&lt;br /&gt;Mas não posso me enganar&lt;br /&gt;Sinto sua falta&lt;br /&gt;E ninguém pode ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de você&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de você&lt;br /&gt;Essa noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;Só pra te cobrar&lt;br /&gt;O que você disse&lt;br /&gt;Que iria ser pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;Mas não foi assim&lt;br /&gt;Agora o que me resta&lt;br /&gt;Escrever nessa carta&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NX Zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-5905142925184992031?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5905142925184992031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/cartas-pra-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5905142925184992031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5905142925184992031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/cartas-pra-voce.html' title='Cartas pra Você'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-9023402336360567604</id><published>2009-05-16T22:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:56:13.884-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Móveis Coloniais de Acaju</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/Sg9tvbaOUXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cPMtWYgoECo/s1600-h/mcda2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336604745036353906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/Sg9tvbaOUXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cPMtWYgoECo/s400/mcda2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Móveis Coloniais de Acaju é uma banda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Brasil" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brasil"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;brasileira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Rock" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rock"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ska" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ska"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; com influências musicais do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Leste europeu" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leste_europeu"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;leste europeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Música brasileira" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/M%C3%BAsica_brasileira"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;música brasileira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;. Surgida em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1998" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1998"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Brasília" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bras%C3%ADlia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Brasília&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, a banda possui atualmente 2 álbuns lançados, chamados &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Idem" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Idem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Idem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e C_mpl_te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;O nome da banda é baseado em um evento histórico: um conflito unindo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Índios" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%8Dndios"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;índios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Portugueses" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Portugueses"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;portugueses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt; contra os &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ingleses" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ingleses"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ingleses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt; na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ilha do Bananal" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ilha_do_Bananal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ilha do Bananal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;História&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Formada em 1998, a banda teve seu primeiro disco, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Idem" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Idem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Idem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; lançado em 2005, com tiragem inicial de 3 mil cópias. O album teve boa aceitação e atingiu a marca de duas mil cópias vendidas nos dez primeiros dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Em termos gastronômicos, o som de Móveis Coloniais de Acaju já foi denominado pelos próprios membros de "feijoada búlgara". É possível perceber o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Rock" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rock"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ska" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ska"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; com a influência de ritmos do leste europeu e música brasileira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sem Palavras, o single lançado em 2007 pela banda, ficou em 21ª posição na lista das 50 melhores músicas do ano na revista &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Rolling Stone" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rolling_Stone"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Rolling Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Apresentações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A banda tem passagem em eventos como o Brasília Music Festival (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2003" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/2003"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;), Curitiba Rock Festival (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2005" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/2005"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;), Bananada (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2003" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/2003"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2004" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;) e Porão do Rock (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2000" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/2000"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2005" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/2005"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2007" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2008" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Entre shows e festivais, o grupo esteve ao lado de bandas americanas como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Weezer" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weezer"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Weezer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Live" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Live"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Alanis Morissette" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alanis_Morissette"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alanis Morissette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Simply Red" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simply_Red"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Simply Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Slackers (página não existe)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Slackers&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Slackers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Voodoo Glow Skulls" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voodoo_Glow_Skulls"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Voodoo Glow Skulls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;; a venezuelana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Desorden Público (página não existe)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Desorden_P%C3%BAblico&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Desorden Público&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;; e as conhecidas brasileiras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Charlie Brown Jr." href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlie_Brown_Jr."&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Charlie Brown Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ultraje a Rigor" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ultraje_a_Rigor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ultraje a Rigor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ira!" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ira!"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Pato Fu" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pato_Fu"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pato Fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Barão Vermelho (banda)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bar%C3%A3o_Vermelho_(banda)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Barão Vermelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dead Fish" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_Fish"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dead Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Los Hermanos" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Hermanos"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Los Hermanos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Participaram também do Festival Indie Rock (2007), se apresentaram ao lado de bandas estrangeiras de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Indie rock" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indie_rock"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;indie rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, entre elas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="The Magic Numbers" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Magic_Numbers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Magic Numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="The Rakes (página não existe)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=The_Rakes&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Rakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;, e as brasileiras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Moptop" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moptop"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Moptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Nação Zumbi" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Na%C3%A7%C3%A3o_Zumbi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nação Zumbi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Integrantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;André Gonzáles (voz)&lt;br /&gt;BC (guitarra)&lt;br /&gt;Beto Mejía (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Flauta" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flauta"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;flauta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; transversal)&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Borém (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Gaita" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaita"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;gaita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; cromática, teclados e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Escaleta" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Escaleta"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;escaleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Esdras Nogueira (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Sax" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sax"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Barítono" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bar%C3%ADtono"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;barítono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Fabio Pedroza (baixo)&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo Bursztyn (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Guitarra" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guitarra"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;guitarra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Rogério (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Sax" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sax"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Tenor" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tenor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;tenor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Coaracy(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Bateria (instrumento musical)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bateria_(instrumento_musical)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;bateria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Xande Bursztyn (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Trombone" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trombone"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;trombone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Discografia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id=".C3.81lbuns_de_est.C3.BAdio" name=".C3.81lbuns_de_est.C3.BAdio"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Álbuns de estúdio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Idem" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Idem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Idem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt; - 2006&lt;br /&gt;C_mpl_te - 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="EPs" name="EPs"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;EPs&lt;br /&gt;Móveis Coloniais de Acaju - 2005&lt;br /&gt;Vai Thomaz No Acaju (com Gabriel Thomaz, do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Autoramas" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autoramas"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Autoramas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;) - 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="Singles" name="Singles"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Singles&lt;br /&gt;Seria o Rolex? - 2006&lt;br /&gt;Sem Palavras - 2007&lt;br /&gt;O Tempo - 2009&lt;br /&gt;Falso Retrato(U-HU) - 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E ai está um relatorio sobre essa grande banda que é o Móveis Coloniais de Acaju, boa sorte amiguinhos!! o/&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/3642532597659343175-9023402336360567604?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/9023402336360567604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/moveis-coloniais-de-acaju.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9023402336360567604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/9023402336360567604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/moveis-coloniais-de-acaju.html' title='Móveis Coloniais de Acaju'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/Sg9tvbaOUXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cPMtWYgoECo/s72-c/mcda2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-6461273563808083811</id><published>2009-05-15T16:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:05:15.634-03:00</updated><title type='text'>WoW - MCdA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/Sg3Kka3kFuI/AAAAAAAAABo/t_K9wgB9xA4/s1600-h/WoW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336143860540380898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/Sg3Kka3kFuI/AAAAAAAAABo/t_K9wgB9xA4/s400/WoW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hoje passei a tarde toda jogando WoW(World of Warcraft) e ouvindo MCdA(Móveis Coloniais de Acaju), duas coisas na qual estou extremamente viciado, os dois são fodas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Recomendo a todos que joguem WoW e ouçam Móveis!!!! \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*sem saco pra digitar muita coisa* *querendo voltar a jogar WoW*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336143863396306530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/Sg3KklgeDmI/AAAAAAAAABw/bDWfUozLlpc/s400/MCdA.bmp" border="0" /&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/3642532597659343175-6461273563808083811?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/6461273563808083811/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow-mcda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6461273563808083811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/6461273563808083811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow-mcda.html' title='WoW - MCdA'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/Sg3Kka3kFuI/AAAAAAAAABo/t_K9wgB9xA4/s72-c/WoW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-7403616347469847331</id><published>2009-05-13T20:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:29:55.917-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Penso, tento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Achar palavras pro meu sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tanto é pouco, nada diz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não é triste, nem feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mesmo sendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Um pranto, um choro ou qualquer lamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nada importa, tanto faz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se é pra sempre ou nunca mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não é medo, nem é riso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não é raso, não é pouco, nem é oco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não é fato, nem é mito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não é raro, não é tolo, não é louco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não é isso, não é rouco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não é fraco, não é dito, não é morto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não, não, não, não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu sei que nada tenho a dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pensei em mil palavras, e enfim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Seria tudo muito melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pensei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Seria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Se um dia alguém puder me entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Móveis Colonias de Acaju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-7403616347469847331?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/7403616347469847331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/sem-palavras.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7403616347469847331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/7403616347469847331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/sem-palavras.html' title='Sem Palavras'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-4355218374038086004</id><published>2009-05-12T15:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:15:00.518-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;A esperança é a ultima que morre, só espero que a minha sogra não se chame esperança XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tentar, errar, tentar de novo, mas desistir nunca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As vezes você se depara com um porta trancada, então o que fazer nessa hora?? Você simplesmente vai voltar ou desistir de seguir só porque a porta está fechada??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não. Você deve tentar arrumar um meio de abrir esta porta, mesmo que lhe custe tempo e esforço, uma hora ela será aberta, mesmo que lhe digam que não há como abri-la, então nesse caso arrombe-a, mas não deixe de seguir em frente só porque encontrou algum empecilho no caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Algum dia, todo o seu esforço será reconhecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-4355218374038086004?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/4355218374038086004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/give-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4355218374038086004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/4355218374038086004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/give-up.html' title='Give Up!!!'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-5750043200302987368</id><published>2009-05-07T21:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:53:55.070-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Metrô Hipócrita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgOCeDunIPI/AAAAAAAAABg/xqllefzv6p0/s1600-h/METRO_RIO_FLAMENGO_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333249836645294322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgOCeDunIPI/AAAAAAAAABg/xqllefzv6p0/s400/METRO_RIO_FLAMENGO_013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Olá amiguinhos e amiguinhas, como andam passando?? Espero que estejam bem. Hoje venho aqui para fazer uma reclamação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Desde quando o transporte público(no caso o metrô) ficou tão hipócrita??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Com o avanço da tecnologia, os meios de transporte hoje em dia estão cada vez mais desenvolvidos e modernos, no metrô por exemplo existe um cartão recarregável para que você não precise pegar fila todo dia para comprar sua passagem, você deposita nele uma grande quantia em dinheiro e pode utilizá-lo até que essa quantia seja debitada de acordo com a quantidade de viajens que você faz, você pode até recarregá-lo sozinho em uma máquina especial pra isso. Mas vamos as reclamações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Primeiro, que essa máquina de recargas não aceita moedas. Onde já se viu, e se a pessoa só estiver portando moedas, não poderá ir de metrô?? Mas ai o atendente lhe diz, "você deve ir na bilheteria", traduzindo encarar fila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Segundo, depois de encarar a fila graças a máquina inútil de recargas, você finalmente é atendido. Você entrega as suas moedas, miseros 1 real, pois a passagem custa R$ 2,80 e já se possui um saldo de R$ 2,00 no cartão, ficaria o suficiente para uma unica viajem, mas então a graciosa atendente com o seu jeito super meigo de tratar as pessoas lhe diz que o minimo que se pode recarregar é 5 reais. Mas eu só tinha 1 real, o que era mais do que suficiente pra uma passagem já que no total ficariam 3 reais no cartão. Mas a atendente insistiu que não iria recarregar a menos que fosse 5 reais. Me invoquei e fui me embora, sendo obrigado a andar da Cinelândia até a Carioca para pegar um ônibus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Desde quando existe essa hipocrisia toda?? Não pode aceitar miseros 1 real?? Porque não, meu dinheiro é podre por acaso, não tem valor nenhum??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;E então, o que vocês fariam se isso ocorrece com algum de vocês??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vamos ficando por aqui por hoje amiguinhos e amiguinhas, uma boa noite a todos e sonhem com um metrô que aceite seu 1 real ^^&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/3642532597659343175-5750043200302987368?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/5750043200302987368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/metro-hipocrita_9519.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5750043200302987368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/5750043200302987368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/metro-hipocrita_9519.html' title='Metrô Hipócrita'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgOCeDunIPI/AAAAAAAAABg/xqllefzv6p0/s72-c/METRO_RIO_FLAMENGO_013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-323142848349891001</id><published>2009-05-06T21:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:26:34.091-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trabalhar ou não trabalhar, eis a questão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgInak3f95I/AAAAAAAAABI/sEHWnIQr6l8/s1600-h/qqq.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332868246286628754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgInak3f95I/AAAAAAAAABI/sEHWnIQr6l8/s400/qqq.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chega uma hora na vida de toda pessoa que é crucial para seu futuro, trabalhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Trabalho existe desde a antiguidade, antes mesmo dos homens existirem, os animais mesmo se dividem em diferentes tarefas dentro de seu bando, uns arrumar os alimentos enquanto os outros cuidam dos filhotes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas para você, o que significa trabalhar??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Para mim significa ter meu próprio dinheiro, mas também o começo de uma grande chateação e a perda total de meu tempo livre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas, uma hora ou outra terei de trabalhar, e eu sinto que a cada dia que se passa, isso está se aproximando mais. Não tenho mais dinheiro pra nada, minha mesada não é suficiente, e olha que eu sou um dos grandes beneficiados que recebem mesada, preciso poupar muito e abdicar de varias coisas pra juntar simples 340 pratas pra se viajar pra Sampa. Onde já se viu, fazer serviços domésticos e bicos de trabalhos simples pra juntar dinheiro. Mas é minha unica alternativa, prefiro continuar só estudando enquanto ainda posso, pra depois de formado, ai sim sair procurando por um emprego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Só hoje eu já meio que quase recebi uma proposta de emprego, mas isso é melhor deixar pra lá por enquanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Por hora deixarei vocês com a questão: trabalhar ou não trabalhar??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Até mais ver pessoal o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-323142848349891001?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/323142848349891001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/trabalhar-ou-nao-trabalhar-eis-questao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/323142848349891001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/323142848349891001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/trabalhar-ou-nao-trabalhar-eis-questao.html' title='Trabalhar ou não trabalhar, eis a questão'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgInak3f95I/AAAAAAAAABI/sEHWnIQr6l8/s72-c/qqq.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642532597659343175.post-1322014126243320849</id><published>2009-05-05T19:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:23:59.479-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, steady, go!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Primeiro post!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eu nunca pensei que algum dia eu chegaria aqui, mas...aqui estou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eu sempre falava pra mim mesmo, "pra que eu teria um blog?? de que isso me serviria??", mas o dia em que eu teria um blog acabou chegando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;É um história engraçada, pelo menos pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Estava eu vendo um blog de um amigo meu, quando decidi fazer um comentário, o escrevi e tudo o mais, mas quando fui afetuar o comentário havia uma opção para se escolher a conta que eu possuia, eu cá comigo, "eu não tenho conta nenhuma", mas como tinha que marcar uma opção optei por marcar conta do google, e não é que funcionou O.o meu comentário apareceu lá bonitinho, mas eu estranhei pois apareceu meu nome na postagem, fiquei encafifado e cliquei em cima dele, e então abriu o meu perfil do blogspot!!! Desde quando eu tinha isso que eu não sabia?!?!? Editei ele, mas eu não tinha blog então pra que uma conta no blogspot?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Foi então que o 1° de Abril nasceu para trazer felicidade a todos, espero que todos gostem desse blog pois eu me esforçarei para faze-lo bem legal ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3642532597659343175-1322014126243320849?l=01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/feeds/1322014126243320849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/ready-steady-go.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1322014126243320849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3642532597659343175/posts/default/1322014126243320849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://01-04-primeiro-de-abril.blogspot.com/2009/05/ready-steady-go.html' title='Ready, steady, go!!!'/><author><name>Thuthu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11327660696230592616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gynV77rALKA/SgCu1tdxS8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e-T2YvhGs5U/S220/0.11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
