<?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-2172959868678557280</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:57:55.741-08:00</updated><category term='verao 2010'/><category term='13/01/2010'/><category term='01/10/2009'/><category term='08/12/2009'/><category term='03102009'/><category term='Eu.'/><category term='Simples assim'/><category term='17/10/2009'/><category term='Selos atrasados'/><category term='FDS'/><category term='dia do homem'/><category term='cansadaaaaaa.'/><category term='ansiedade.'/><category term='bobouuuuuu'/><category term='felipe nasceu'/><category term='Hje'/><category term='faculdade'/><category term='11/01/2009'/><category term='23/10/2009'/><category term='Brincadeira.'/><category term='sono'/><category term='20/10/2009'/><category term='Nossa história'/><category term='Loucura'/><category term='16/10/2009'/><category term='06/11/2009'/><category term='pressa'/><category term='13/11/2009'/><category term='06/02/2010'/><category term='23/01/2010'/><category term='primas problemas.'/><category term='19/10/2009'/><category term='filhos'/><category term='05/01/2011'/><category term='Amigos.'/><category term='www.modaparavestir.com.br'/><category term='20/11/2009'/><category term='06/10/2009'/><category term='Pizza'/><category term='amor em poemas'/><category term='semana curta.'/><category term='13/10/2009'/><category term='12/01/2009'/><category term='29/12/2010'/><category term='Poema'/><category term='Amor'/><category term='oi'/><category term='05/11/2009'/><category term='Smile'/><category term='Babadissimo.'/><category term='Obrigada senhor.'/><category term='10/10/2009'/><category term='fui.'/><category term='Poemas'/><category term='Passado'/><category term='Primeiro  encontro'/><category term='+ selinhos'/><category term='10/02/2010'/><category term='12/12/2009'/><category term='Apessoa Errada'/><category term='08/03/10'/><category term='Amigos'/><category term='24/10/2009'/><category term='selo'/><category term='11/10/2009'/><category term='Felizzzzzzzz'/><category term='feliz'/><category term='Coisas'/><title type='text'>Pela primeira vez</title><subtitle type='html'>Pela primeira vez falar a verdade,   Pela primeira vez falar o que se sente, Pela primeira vez falar o que se pensa, o que dejejamos ter como realmente somos, ser realmente você mesma...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-7656643924844852612</id><published>2011-04-11T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T07:50:56.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='www.modaparavestir.com.br'/><title type='text'>Dicas de moda è com MARI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8WehxNdk46U/TaMVJDyt9sI/AAAAAAAAAd4/61uo2zn1nbg/s1600/modaparavestir-banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594338407505327810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8WehxNdk46U/TaMVJDyt9sI/AAAAAAAAAd4/61uo2zn1nbg/s320/modaparavestir-banner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-7656643924844852612?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/7656643924844852612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=7656643924844852612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7656643924844852612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7656643924844852612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2011/04/dicas-de-moda-e-com-mari.html' title='Dicas de moda è com MARI...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8WehxNdk46U/TaMVJDyt9sI/AAAAAAAAAd4/61uo2zn1nbg/s72-c/modaparavestir-banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-10320755254636948</id><published>2011-02-05T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T18:06:03.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redação redigida corretamente!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Obrigada pelo carinho Dea. um xero em vc e no Lilo. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

Aos que por aqui passam sem a capacidade de se identificar, ou seja, os famosos ANÔNIMOS (covardes) deixo esse “comentário” em resposta ao comentário a mim feito.


Tenho capacidade suficiente para redigir uma redação como deve ser, e tenho a capacidade de entender “criticas construtiva” quando vem de um ser com uma IDINTIDADE.

Bom aqui é um blog o &lt;strong&gt;meu espaço&lt;/strong&gt; que eu faço o que bem entender que divido com pessoas legais e com identidade, às vezes eu faço tudo nos com formes a língua portuguesa Etc.etc. tec. Mas às vezes eu só quero desabafar botar pra fora coisas que me incomodam ou que me fazem feliz sabe, como se eu estivesse falando com alguém sem me importa muito com a maneira que eu to escrevendo “certo errado” blábláblá apenas desabafando.

Sim faço faculdade Particular isso não é vergonha graças a Deus posso pagar a minha faculdade que por sinal é uma das melhores aqui, mas posso dizer que foi por opção graças a Deus estudei em boas escolas e sempre aprendi muito bem e que só faço a particular porque as federais aqui não têm o curso que eu faço, mas tem a pós-graduação que farei lá se Deus me permitir é claro.

Bom ANÔNIMO já que vc esta tão incomodando com a minha redação me dei ao desprazer de faze essa especialmente pra vc, que não freqüenta meu blog nem tão pouco é bem vindo.

Só acho que o que eu faço ou deixo de fazer "certo ou errado" não é da conta de ninguém já que esse espaço é meu.

A questão é:
As pessoas passam muito tempo olhando para os “erros” dos outros e acabam mascarando ou esquecendo os próprios.
Pobre infeliz. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-10320755254636948?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/10320755254636948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=10320755254636948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/10320755254636948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/10320755254636948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2011/02/redacao-redigida-corretamente.html' title='Redação redigida corretamente!'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6123286002088113461</id><published>2011-01-05T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:04:57.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='05/01/2011'/><title type='text'>21 aninhos. resumo</title><content type='html'>Mais um ano se foi, mais um natal, mais uma virada cheia de esperança, desejos e agradecimentos pelo ano que foi e pelo que chegou, junto com o ano que chegou mais um aniversário nesse completo 21 ( Obrigada Deus por mais um ano). Vamos falar das festas como foi a de vcs? 
O meu natal foi mais um que vai entra pra lista de tristes lembranças, sim tudo ia bem ate... que meu cunhado e meu namorido se desentenderam não foi nada graaaave mas o suficiente pra o clima ficar uma M.... Motivo negócios, bom no final deu certo meu cunhado entendeu, mas ainda ficou de cara feia ai F... Tudo todo mundo ficou estressado chateado ate o passeio que tínhamos marcado ficou meio abalado. Fiquei mais triste com o Bem e a carinha que ele ficou e pra completar eu quase pesei na bola ia me chateando com ele por futilidade, mas vi que não valia a pena e deixei pra lá (sab quando tudo parece que vai dar errado foi o natal). Mas no domingo tudo compensou saímos eu e amore, meu cunhado e a família dele tudo compensou foi ótimo nos divertimos o clima tava uma delicia brincamos muito com meu sobrinho na piscina de criança e com a filha da minha cunhada ja tem 18 ela então a nossa alegria era na piscina de adulto e nos "escorregas" kkkk. Tinha pesca, mas pense em uma decida desistir kkk, quer dizer neguem foi rss foi um bom dia pra se recordar. O ano novo foi como os outros na casa do meu cunhado por causa de meu sobrinho ele dorme e quando é hora dos fogos acorda assustado, Fizemos um churrasquinho só descontração  brincamos brindamos e meu sobrinho acordou brincamos mais ainda e tomei um banho refrigerante, voltamos e dormimos praticamente ate chegar domingo, praias lotadas clubes nem se fala e com esse calor o melhor e pegar o ar e dormi muito. Domingo fomos pro supermercado fazer umas comprinhas pra semana, a noite eu e o amore saímos pra jantar e pensar o que iríamos fazer no meu niver pensamos mas não marcamos porque tudo vai depender do trabalho dele que promete se estender esse final de semana.  Bom Fora isso PARABÉNS PARA MIMMMMMMMMMM hoje completo 21 aninhos muitas felicidades para mim rssss. Ps: estou sem fotos Deus sab onde foi parar a câmera nem ano novo tiramos pq a bixa escafedeu-se.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6123286002088113461?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6123286002088113461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6123286002088113461&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6123286002088113461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6123286002088113461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2011/01/21-aninhos-resumo.html' title='21 aninhos. resumo'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3536742843640208785</id><published>2010-12-29T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T06:33:09.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='29/12/2010'/><title type='text'>Correria e Boas festas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Gente ta tanta correria que nem deu para desejar boas festas pra vcs sorry mas ainda ta em tempo né ? Então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;BOAS FESTAS E UM ÓTIMO ANO NOVO PARA TODOS QUE 2011 SEJA UM ANO MARAVILHOSO PARA TODOS NOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556111969927760626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TRtGZivXCvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/O1tWGxb4ud4/s320/cartao-feliz-2011-2_DH1.jpg" /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;O natal foi meio borococho mas o domingo compensou ai vem o niver do meu sobrinho af faltou um presenteeeeeeeeeeee torendo atraz vim da um passadinha rápida só pra desejar a vcs tudo de bom em 2011 depois volto com calma beijossssssssssssssssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;PS:Obrigada Debora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3536742843640208785?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3536742843640208785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3536742843640208785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3536742843640208785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3536742843640208785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/12/correria-e-boas-festas.html' title='Correria e Boas festas'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TRtGZivXCvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/O1tWGxb4ud4/s72-c/cartao-feliz-2011-2_DH1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-4027557650718871262</id><published>2010-11-22T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:51:01.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesmo feliz estou triste por amargas lembranças e grandes decepções</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Procurei algo que consegui-se dizer como eu aqui detro S2 estou.....

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Sinto-me assim... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
estranhamente solitário...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me com medo
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...sem palavras as dizer...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me tremer inteiro...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...sem saber o que sinto...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me quase nulo...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...sem lágrimas...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me tanto...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...por não me entender...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me tão vazio...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...perdido em pensamentos...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto falta...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...mesmo daquilo que não perdi...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me muito...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...apavorado...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me cheio de idéias...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... e outras vezes sem rumo...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me nada...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...neste mundo superlotado...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me assim fragilizado...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...perdido em mim...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me só...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...mesmo tendo você ao meu lado...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me triste...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...sem vida verdadeira...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me assim...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...com receio dos meus atos...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me frágil...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...feito cristal finíssimo...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me sem mundo...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...perdido na vida...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me feliz...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...e ao mesmo triste
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por me sentir deste jeito
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sem jeito...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sem futuro desenhado
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me protegido...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... mas também sufocado...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha vida as vezes não tem sentido
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... fica inerte a tudo....
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me sem nada... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;AUTOR Fouquest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-4027557650718871262?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/4027557650718871262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=4027557650718871262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4027557650718871262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4027557650718871262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/11/mesmo-feliz-estou-triste-por-amargas.html' title='Mesmo feliz estou triste por amargas lembranças e grandes decepções'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOswIJ_a4vI/AAAAAAAAAcA/oVo8rBWASjg/s72-c/CAE7KZ85CARFL0ZXCA524G1VCAU9KBAQCA4JLS2NCAGRHX8LCANTRB2KCAGBZAXICAR298QRCAZK2NWNCA6GNVPHCAO8BDV5CAIKUOA5CAE6XMUNCAVQ6Y5ZCA0G4P63CAEZIQYVCAP8JMLP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1322261453773206370</id><published>2010-11-20T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:07:12.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIA PINCESA BARBIE MAGIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sábado é dia de visitar o sobrinho DE-LI-CIA maas o apressadinho sempre vem pra cá antes de cegarmos na casa dele, rss normal de criança ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ele vem pra cá tira toda a roupa fica peladinho com aquele bumbum que da vontade de morder de fora rss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) depois de brincarmos HORRORES com tintas lapis coloridos e marcadores e ficar cheio de rabiscos Banhoooooooooo e vamos passear na hora de sair ele vira para mim agarra minha sai e fala &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;" PRINCESA BARBIE MAGIA VC É MUITO BONITA vc vai la pa casa hoje blicar comigo vai?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; quem resiste a isso em????????????? ai coisa gotosa da tia, fora os beijus que ele ama quando eu to de batom rssssss pq da marquinha isso vai acabar logo rssss.
O pai chamou para ir para casa quem disse que ele foi rsss ele sempre fica de manha sem querer ir mas quando o assunto é shopping nem tachu ele da, ha playland =( rss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bom so besterinha de tia megaaaaaaaaaaaaa coruja rss, fora isso nadaaaaaaaaaa acordei era 13:30 da tardeeeeeeeeeeeeee eu e o amore ele pode rsss genteeeeeeee como dormi mas os trabalhos e provas da faculdade nossa estao me acabando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Fotinha do meu gatinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Adivinha qual bixinho co Zoo ele mais gostou....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541846945220615986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOiYb0l1XzI/AAAAAAAAAao/cCbc5uT8yJU/s320/SDC11272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sim foi o burrinho sim ficou ai durante 2 horas e pra tirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;deu trabalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Essa foi no ultemo feriadão maise não fui.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1322261453773206370?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1322261453773206370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1322261453773206370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1322261453773206370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1322261453773206370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/11/tia-pincesa-barbie-magia.html' title='TIA PINCESA BARBIE MAGIA'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOiYb0l1XzI/AAAAAAAAAao/cCbc5uT8yJU/s72-c/SDC11272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8447008120693057124</id><published>2010-11-12T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T09:23:26.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Muita saudades de minhas migaaassssssss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538709037870209138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TN1yhkx_2HI/AAAAAAAAAaI/M4b3qIi-L0g/s320/Gy-%2BFlor-%2Bjel.jpg" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Nos conhecemos em 2008 quando fui para o interior, achei que ia enlouquecer longe do meu amor mas elas estavam comigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Primeiro eramos apenas duas ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538709791737989106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TN1zNdKFR_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Qu8ENPsD-RM/s320/flore%2Bgy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu e Gy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Duas Meninas bem louquinas mas sempre bem comportadas afinal somos garotas, trabalhanvamos juntas em uma contabilidade eu era a casula ai vem essa mais nova que eu Gislaine é assim mesmo o nome dela rsss ela me mata mas chamamos de GY bem carinhoso, viramos irmas rsss, saiamos juntas amamos ICE&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(vodca)&lt;/span&gt; e sapatos rsss iamos para clubes e sorveterias, quando achamos que a familia estava completa chega mais uma Jéssica achavamos ela super quetinha (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chata pelo menos eu rss&lt;/span&gt;) ate que nos entendemos muito bemmmmmm rs fofocavamos sobre N coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E assim nos tornamos em 3 Gy Eu e Jel
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538712687848360002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TN112CAmiEI/AAAAAAAAAaY/pEAY5PSm-QI/s320/Gy-%2BFlor-%2Bjel.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ai ei passei no vestibular fui para salvador, ficarm as duas depois Jel veio para salvador tambem fazer fisio por causa do joelho dela e ta ficando, e Gy ficou sozinhano interior, conversando pelo msn desidimos nos encontra a data 04/12/2010 ja que Gy vem aqui fazer uma prova de vestibular tomara que ela passe e venha para cá vou ficar feliz em poder estar com elas novamente, to mega anciosa para reve-lás, sim mesmo Jel aqui em salvador nao conseguimos nos encontra e nao seria a mesma coisa sem Gy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bom esse post é so para lembra delas amiga amo vcs ate dia 04 heeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8447008120693057124?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8447008120693057124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8447008120693057124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8447008120693057124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8447008120693057124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/11/saudades.html' title='Saudades...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TN1yhkx_2HI/AAAAAAAAAaI/M4b3qIi-L0g/s72-c/Gy-%2BFlor-%2Bjel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8039095972679473989</id><published>2010-11-01T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:45:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turma de tecnologos em seguramça no trabalho 3°semestre</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534792228691350002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TM-INRi9kfI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qC6GB_fEugw/s320/OgAAABDlBrcRAEN-w156kyzzj5rBbTsmm5RUOH4AMjVFjQIo5yshY5V378A_5-T_k_Q7T-nwQmi5BsJIbjl67_Gs5WcAm1T1UDXHlsM1vhzaLc8Y6r1jDtIjTWK8.jpg" /&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rita e Eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TM-IOIwd3oI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bOMyEKo7IGM/s1600/OgAAANrq9hqdeMnIz3Hfo1b2Gzxs7sPtjMs1KN44kCF4yjoqNgfqbA7QJ8fIBa9yWh5WVm4OLdH0wgshRxZeIrUZ8YAAm1T1ULNCzrW3b0VESJlc-3dpAr0RiZoq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534792243511942786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TM-IOIwd3oI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bOMyEKo7IGM/s320/OgAAANrq9hqdeMnIz3Hfo1b2Gzxs7sPtjMs1KN44kCF4yjoqNgfqbA7QJ8fIBa9yWh5WVm4OLdH0wgshRxZeIrUZ8YAAm1T1ULNCzrW3b0VESJlc-3dpAr0RiZoq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Erica e Eu

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8039095972679473989?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8039095972679473989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8039095972679473989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8039095972679473989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8039095972679473989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/11/turma-de-tecnologos-em-seguramca-no.html' title='Turma de tecnologos em seguramça no trabalho 3°semestre'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TM-INRi9kfI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qC6GB_fEugw/s72-c/OgAAABDlBrcRAEN-w156kyzzj5rBbTsmm5RUOH4AMjVFjQIo5yshY5V378A_5-T_k_Q7T-nwQmi5BsJIbjl67_Gs5WcAm1T1UDXHlsM1vhzaLc8Y6r1jDtIjTWK8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-944466545598546179</id><published>2010-11-01T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:35:32.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verao 2010'/><title type='text'>O calor chegou.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TM-Fj1-sLsI/AAAAAAAAAZY/sYbQj0nWdWs/s1600/imagem+calor.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534789317893566146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TM-Fj1-sLsI/AAAAAAAAAZY/sYbQj0nWdWs/s320/imagem+calor.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lindos dias ensolarados voltaram a ser rotina aqui em salvador depois de uns meses de frio gostoso os finais de semana voltaram a ser na praia em vez de shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534789313364889714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TM-FjlG-EHI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Wd7Op0qZLww/s320/praia.bmp" /&gt;
Acordar com um belo dia mega ensolarado deixa todo mundo feliz, mas, eu amaria ter curtido esse feriadão inicio de verão na praia mas não deu trabalho do namorido, migas trabalhando ir só não da né já que eu não to trabalhando apenas estudando vou curtir meus livros e apostilas enquanto as férias de verdade não chega, então de tanto ficar em casa na frente do PC to pálida preciso de sollllllllllllllllll cada vez que eu saio volto com dor de cabeça preciso voltar a me acostumar com o verdadeiro clima de salvador sol sol sol sol e mais sol.
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Morrendo de saudades de vcs tinha abandonado o blog por estar sem assunto algum e continuo sem, mas, agora to mais tranqüila semestre acabando sem estar trabalhando fica melhor, na verdade eu leio todosssssssssssss adoro amo de paixão ler mas escrever to tentando melhorar esse lado rss.

Bom por em quanto é isso mas se Deus quiser e tomara que ele queira breve terei ótimas noticias como diz meu BEM “ só conto quando acontecer para não dar azar”

Obrigada e feliz verão para todas do mundinho encantado cor de rosa rss beijos.


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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;MAIS UM AJINHO ESTA AO LADO DE DESUS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;E QUE DEUS CONFOTE O CORAÇÃO DESTA FAMILIA E LHES DEEM FORÇAS PARA SEGUIR DIA APOS DIA E SUPERAR TAMANHA PERDA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3951638896428672785?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3951638896428672785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3951638896428672785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3951638896428672785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3951638896428672785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/10/luto-pelo-theo.html' title='LUTO PELO THEO'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TMcGt6QpmtI/AAAAAAAAAZI/c42F6cCfP4Y/s72-c/luto+theo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8891205191390176189</id><published>2010-06-14T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:47:33.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De Feriasssssssssssssssssssssssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TBb3rkTB0xI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hBY18H4kI7U/s1600/ferias_457647892_03_ferias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TBb3rkTB0xI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hBY18H4kI7U/s320/ferias_457647892_03_ferias.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482841924220080914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ola  como vão todos muitas saudadessssssssssssssssssss  de todos,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;bom finalmente de ferias da faculdade que maravilhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aprovada com medias de 8,9 á 10 heeeeeeeeeeeeeeee e sem nenhuma prova final OOOOOOOtimo, e finalmente com tempo livre para BLOGARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR rssss e as novidades vi o bb da CHA e do GREG O BB da DINA o FELIPE grande, a SUL ta de bb tambemmmmmmmmmmm ,muitas boas e algumas tristes né, mas é a vida e força na pereuca como des a Mari que ta de casinha nova, ai saudades de todos...&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Bom voltei a ativa rss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8891205191390176189?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8891205191390176189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8891205191390176189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8891205191390176189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8891205191390176189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/06/de-feriasssssssssssssssssssssssssss.html' title='De Feriasssssssssssssssssssssssssss'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TBb3rkTB0xI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hBY18H4kI7U/s72-c/ferias_457647892_03_ferias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-7376755799533920572</id><published>2010-03-08T18:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:31:57.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='08/03/10'/><title type='text'>aMO GANHAR FLORES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S5WyUzdiy-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/MQzIXz-GgBE/s1600-h/Alberto+Viana+d%27+Almeida+1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S5WyUzdiy-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/MQzIXz-GgBE/s320/Alberto+Viana+d%27+Almeida+1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446455394855734242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hOJE NO MEU DIA ESTOU MEGA FELIZ, ESTOU TRABALHANDO EM UM ESPAÇO DE RELAXAMENTO LOGO LOGO PONHO AQUI PARA VCS IRÃO AMAR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;GANHEI FLORES DO AMADO TÃO CARINHOSO FIQUEI SEM GRAÇA, MAS AMEI ESTOU MUITO OCUPADA ESSES ÚLTIMOS DIAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ESTOU VENDO  SE COMPRO UM NOTE OU UM NET BOOK PARA MIM, AI SIM FICAREI MAIS PERTO DE VCS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;VOU MIMI BOM 8 DE MARÇO PARA NOS MULHERES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ps QUE JOGO VICIANTE É COLHEITA FELIZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p class="prosa"  style=" line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; font-family:Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Vi esse texto num vídeo e amei é lindo passa um pouco do que eu penso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa"  style=" line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; font-family:Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;m dia você aprende que...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Depois de algum tempo você aprende a diferença, a sutil diferença, entre dar a mão e acorrentar uma alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E você aprende que amar não significa apoiar-se, e que companhia nem sempre significa segurança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E começa a aprender que beijos não são contratos e presentes não são promessas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E começa a aceitar suas derrotas com a cabeça erguida e olhos adiante, com a graça de um adulto e não com a tristeza de uma criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E aprende a construir todas as suas estradas no hoje, porque o terreno do amanhã é incerto demais para os planos, e o futuro tem o costume de cair em meio ao vão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Depois de um tempo você aprende que o sol queima se ficar exposto por muito tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E aprende que não importa o quanto você se importe, algumas pessoas simplesmente não se importam...E aceita que não importa quão boa seja uma pessoa, ela vai feri-lo de vez em quando e você precisa perdoá-la, por isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que falar pode aliviar dores emocionais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Descobre que se leva anos para se construir confiança e apenas segundos para destrui-la, e que você pode fazer coisas em um instante, das quais se arrependerá pelo resto da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que verdadeiras amizades continuam a crescer mesmo a longas distâncias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E o que importa não é o que você tem na vida, mas quem você é na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E que bons amigos são a família que nos permitiram escolher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que não temos que mudar de amigos se compreendemos que os amigos mudam, percebe que seu melhor amigo e você podem fazer qualquer coisa, ou nada, e terem bons momentos juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Descobre que as pessoas com quem você mais se importa na vida são tomadas de você muito depressa, por isso sempre devemos deixar as pessoas que amamos com palavras amorosas, pode ser a última vez que as vejamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que as circunstâncias e os ambientes tem influência sobre nós, mas nós somos responsáveis por nós mesmos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Começa a aprender que não se deve comparar com os outros, mas com o melhor que você mesmo pode ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Descobre que se leva muito tempo para se tornar a pessoa que quer ser, e que o tempo é curto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que não importa onde já chegou, mas onde está indo, mas se você não sabe para onde está indo, qualquer lugar serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que, ou você controla seus atos ou eles o controlarão, e que ser flexível não significa ser fraco ou não ter personalidade, pois não importa quão delicada e frágil seja uma situação, sempre existem dois lados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que heróis são pessoas que fizeram o que era necessário fazer, enfrentando as conseqüências.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que paciência requer muita prática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Descobre que algumas vezes a pessoa que você espera que o chute quando você cai é uma das poucas que o ajudam a levantar-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que maturidade tem mais a ver com os tipos de experiência que se teve e o que você aprendeu com elas do que com quantos aniversários você celebrou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que há mais dos seus pais em você do que você supunha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que nunca se deve dizer a uma criança que sonhos são bobagens, poucas coisas são tão humilhantes e seria uma tragédia se ela acreditasse nisso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que quando está com raiva tem o direito de estar com raiva, mas isso não lhe dá o direito de ser cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Descobre que só porque alguém não o ama do jeito que você quer que ame, não significa que esse alguém não o ama, pois existem pessoas que nos amam, mas simplesmente não sabem como demonstrar isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que nem sempre é suficiente ser perdoado por alguém, algumas vezes você tem que aprender a perdoar-se a si mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que com a mesma severidade com que julga, você será em algum momento condenado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que não importa em quantos pedaços seu coração foi partido, o mundo não pára para que você o conserte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aprende que o tempo não é algo que possa voltar para trás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Portanto, plante seu jardim e decore sua alma, ao invés de esperar que alguém lhe traga flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E você aprende que realmente pode suportar... que realmente é forte, e que pode ir muito mais longe depois de pensar que não se pode mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E que realmente a vida tem valor e que você tem valor diante da vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nossas dúvidas são traidoras e nos fazem perder o bem que poderíamos conquistar, se não fosse o medo de tentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="line-height: 11pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="prosa" style="text-align: right; line-height: 11pt; text-indent: 10px; margin-left: 25px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8056634188989738328?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8056634188989738328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8056634188989738328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8056634188989738328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8056634188989738328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-dia-voce-aprende.html' title='Um dia você aprende...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S3LRdBMyXMI/AAAAAAAAAX4/UI4vjB0DXSE/s72-c/mariposamujer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-5995547313166642439</id><published>2010-02-06T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T06:54:39.936-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='06/02/2010'/><title type='text'>De volta a faculdade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aquela agonia de sempre corre para se  re-matricular, horário de aulas, prof novos etc.  sem assunto para por no blog, curtindo o amado, e chateada por não ta conseguindo minha casa  sera que vou conseguir to ficando tão triste a jesus me ajude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-5995547313166642439?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/5995547313166642439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=5995547313166642439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5995547313166642439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5995547313166642439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/02/de-volta-faculdade.html' title='De volta a faculdade.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-5790658549519872760</id><published>2010-01-23T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:57:51.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23/01/2010'/><title type='text'>Namorando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S1u3DXq9ezI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wzbgEob2QpY/s1600-h/91117860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S1u3DXq9ezI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wzbgEob2QpY/s320/91117860.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430135044246960946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meninas estou em falta com vcs, to sem assunto para por aqui no blog e botar coisas para vcs nao lerem prefiro que não.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bom sem ideias para postar acabou sobrado tempo para namorar e muitoooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;estou aproveitando o ado saimos curtimos e estamos curtindo maiseeee ainda rs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So falta um lugar para eu poder andar de toalha e nada mas...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fora isso sem novidades logo logo eu retorno a rotina de postar mais coisas "legais" ok&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;beijus muitas saudades.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-5790658549519872760?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/5790658549519872760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=5790658549519872760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5790658549519872760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5790658549519872760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/01/namorando.html' title='Namorando...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S1u3DXq9ezI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wzbgEob2QpY/s72-c/91117860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1804989006976788249</id><published>2010-01-13T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:20:54.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13/01/2010'/><title type='text'>Eu tento me enganar todos os dias.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Com relação a que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Com pessoas que se fazem BOM SAMARITANO  ou que nos iludem com carinhas, atitudes ridículas de um ser que elas realmente não são, acho que afirmar que eu me engano ta errado... eu de fato finjo que não vejo algumas atitudes para um proveito posterior  meu mas, quando sei que não vale apena aturar certas atitudes eu simplesmente deixo de mão ou melhor falo realmente o que eu penso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Eu não sou uma pessoa do tipo que logo no primeiro dia em que nos conhecemos estou de dentes abertos para vc, lógico vou retribuir todas as suas gentilezas mas, é com o tempo é que vou conhecendo e da mesma maneira vc iria me conhecer, dizem que isso é sonsidade       (&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pessoa sonsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;) não de fato não concordo, não sou obrigada a ti contar toda minha vida só porque te conheço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Vcs entendem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;E é desse jeito meu meio observador e uma ótima ouvinte que vou notando atitudes FALSAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Desde pequena aprendi a observar as pessoas. Como? vc fica em silêncio numa festa e começa a observar a todos em volta é bárbaro, vc ver duas pessoas juntas conversando são uma coisa, separadas nossa as melhores amigas só sabem falar mal uma da outra, e não é so em festa observo as atitudes  de todas as pessoas em todos os lugares a minha volta, os olhares o tom de voz a maneira que falam, e se vc ficar reparando quando vc encontra sempre as mesmas pessoas é ai que vc se surpreende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Foi ai que me surpreendi, como? observando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Fiquei chocada? não, acho que eu to sempre esperando uma "facada nas costas" dos mais próximo mas de fato sei me prevenir ou melhor prever essas situações. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Mas infelizmente não consigo não chorar por esse tipo de atitude comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Desabafo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1804989006976788249?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1804989006976788249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1804989006976788249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1804989006976788249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1804989006976788249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/01/eu-tento-me-enganar-todos-os-dias.html' title='Eu tento me enganar todos os dias.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6158695203180968031</id><published>2010-01-12T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T11:37:46.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12/01/2009'/><title type='text'>Uma nova blogueira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S0yuX88OZsI/AAAAAAAAAXY/I_PYWFzx6IE/s1600-h/OgAAAOZ7vuZL05KZtJoGBwwe_S16ss_Lv4vzfOvui0ekgFcKMlx0XAvCHhmq8w_qhA2SW7AMm1ugT_jyyYFFnn-ikmEAm1T1UG3fOFTQ62VJSy54Hx08qm8YRSKX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S0yuX88OZsI/AAAAAAAAAXY/I_PYWFzx6IE/s320/OgAAAOZ7vuZL05KZtJoGBwwe_S16ss_Lv4vzfOvui0ekgFcKMlx0XAvCHhmq8w_qhA2SW7AMm1ugT_jyyYFFnn-ikmEAm1T1UG3fOFTQ62VJSy54Hx08qm8YRSKX.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425903377593558722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CELY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Meninas essa é Cely ela entrou para o nosso mundo o blog, e  me pedio para ajuda divulgar o bloginho dela, é uma ótimo blog tem cada texto de arrepiar que expressa muito que nos sintimos  detalhe ela mesma que escreve, então gurias  vou lhes pedir um favor, que passem por favor o selo para proteger o blog contra plagio muitas de nos sofremos com isso então vamos nos ajudar ta. Para quem quiser dar uma olhada vou botar o link do blog mas não por muito tempo ta beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6158695203180968031?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6158695203180968031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6158695203180968031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6158695203180968031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6158695203180968031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/01/uma-nova-blogeira.html' title='Uma nova blogueira'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S0yuX88OZsI/AAAAAAAAAXY/I_PYWFzx6IE/s72-c/OgAAAOZ7vuZL05KZtJoGBwwe_S16ss_Lv4vzfOvui0ekgFcKMlx0XAvCHhmq8w_qhA2SW7AMm1ugT_jyyYFFnn-ikmEAm1T1UG3fOFTQ62VJSy54Hx08qm8YRSKX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-7348279377625326380</id><published>2010-01-11T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T09:03:49.131-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11/01/2009'/><title type='text'>É hoje!!!!! Foi ontem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S0yrOuIV0NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/MSXu1wXVahE/s1600-h/%3B,.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S0yrOuIV0NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/MSXu1wXVahE/s320/%3B,.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425899920464138450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;G&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ente antes de tudo uma breve explicação.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu pc  que não é exatamente  meu ultimamente tem dado uns chiliques então as minhas visitas a vcs ta meio devagar mas sempre que da eu dou uma passadinha mais comentar tá meio complicado ate para eu postar ta meio devagar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Completamos 5 anos de namoro e  muita alegria, infelizmente não pude comemorar da maneira que queira, tentamos marcar uma encontro iríamos jantar fora mas enumeras "coisas" nos fez desistir ou melhor adiar  esse encontro para um dia com mais sossego, e dias não nos faltaram.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E eu realmente espero comemorar com meu amado mais 5 anos mais 10 anos todos os anos que estão por vim com muitas alegrias boas e ate más recordações (afinal vivemos em um mundo real) tudo que nos fez crescer e ficarmos mais unidos estou meio melancólica  pelas lembranças&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; mas muito feliz também por ele estar comigo hoje.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bem te amo Flor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-7348279377625326380?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/7348279377625326380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=7348279377625326380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7348279377625326380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7348279377625326380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-hoje-foi-ontem.html' title='É hoje!!!!! Foi ontem'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/S0yrOuIV0NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/MSXu1wXVahE/s72-c/%3B,.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1552371108124707017</id><published>2009-12-31T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:56:50.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz natal e um otimo ano novo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sz1WRJ_4gcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/KMupp02x7Po/s1600-h/feliz2010.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sz1WRJ_4gcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/KMupp02x7Po/s320/feliz2010.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421584379165573570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Estou me aprontado para curtira virada, estava dodoi o pq do meu sumiço, amo vcs estou com tantas saudades o trabalho tambem tem me ocupado muito mas sempre leio o bloguinho de vcs, 2009 foi um ano divertido um dos anos que me apaixonei maissssssssssse ainda pelo meu amado e fiz o teste drav de como é ser casada ameiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii e estou amando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;f oi o ano em que fiz 19 aninhos, foi meu primeiro ano na faculdade ameiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, ano que vem tem mais, conhece muitasssssssssssss amiginhas blogueiras e aprendi com elas tambem, foi o ano em que eu mais sentir falta de ter uma casa propria, sentir muita saudade de minha mamae que esta no interior, foi o ano que falei masi com meu pai sem brigar com ele, foi o ano que minha madrinha postiça morreu fisicamente ela sempre estara conosco, foi meu primeiro ano trabalhando num shoping jeus me abanaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;E em 2010 tem muitoooooooooooo mais mais mesmooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1552371108124707017?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1552371108124707017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1552371108124707017&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1552371108124707017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1552371108124707017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-natal-e-um-otimo-ano-novo.html' title='Feliz natal e um otimo ano novo.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sz1WRJ_4gcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/KMupp02x7Po/s72-c/feliz2010.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1282672882274656451</id><published>2009-12-12T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:11:13.049-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12/12/2009'/><title type='text'>To trabalhando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Que nem uma condenada em janeiro isso acalma Será??????é uma correria aretadaaaaa como tem gente que fica maçetando sobra para mim hooooooo god, quinta sai com meu amore para variar fomos matar saudade de pizza somo loucos por pizza, matamos  saudade um do outro na pizzaria tem um lugar reservado para casaisinhos rsss adoroooooooooo, muitas saudades eu tenho desse blog genteeeeeeeee aiai, Quem vio o Felipe gente ele ta muito gordinho adoroooooooooooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Gente comprei um vestido curtoooooooo para natal o namorado não olhou com bons olhos mas nao disse nada, comprei um longoooooooo para ano novo não é branco é bege e marrom mas não tem nada haver ne? ele amou ha coitado rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SyRMhsicl1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/_5vTcuJ4q70/s320/anuncio_sehrs_4+(1).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414536793781213010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Ta chegando meu niver de 5 anos de namorooooooooooooooooooooo ai estou louca para marcar algo diferente para nos um final de semana na ilha? perfeito ne meninas  acordar com o som do mar aiaiiiiiiiiiii  tomar  cafe da manha na cama  adorooooooooo tomara que de certo ficarmos sozinhos um tempinho mas que perfeito la tem uma pousada super aconchegate estou tentando em contra o telefone de lar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;mas sera que vai rolar eiu trabalhando desse geito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Deus ha de ajudar, estou feliz e apaixonada pelo meu bem 5 anos juntos,  Jonatan eu amo vc meu bem cada dia mais mais mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SyRMhZQhDOI/AAAAAAAAAVw/kkMddJgaufw/s320/Picture+2.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 295px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414536788605734114" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1282672882274656451?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1282672882274656451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1282672882274656451&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1282672882274656451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1282672882274656451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-trabalhando.html' title='To trabalhando...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SyRMhsicl1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/_5vTcuJ4q70/s72-c/anuncio_sehrs_4+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-2963443765651902155</id><published>2009-12-08T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:54:01.672-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='08/12/2009'/><title type='text'>Tovivaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Gente estou escrava da lojaaaaaaaaaaaa folgo quinta feira venho falar com vcs taaaa, sem muitas novidades ja comprei minhas roupinhasde natal, fui reprovada em uma materia hoooooooooo hooooo godddddddddddddddddd eu guento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;saudades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-2963443765651902155?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/2963443765651902155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=2963443765651902155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2963443765651902155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2963443765651902155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/12/tovivaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='Tovivaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3142906161818246735</id><published>2009-11-20T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:06:49.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20/11/2009'/><title type='text'>QUE SAUDADES DO MEU BLOGUINHO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Algumas fotos umas da reinalguração da loja e outras dos almoços divertidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406341377565802498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Swcu1sBOQAI/AAAAAAAAAVo/YNaVFsuTX-U/s320/OQAAAO6Sv4neHSMbOoc43jjH8ub1Ihxvf0TaBKy1EsXpH2NuoLjOI_er3hFS5cnm5yygUAH6w1Tlv4BQO82Yl3FqViwAm1T1UJdvLPLK4NE7BiXWJKPIbsegF-wc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Muito divertido super gente fina.
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Swcuh0RVsjI/AAAAAAAAAVg/LiZSKwgmE9U/s1600/C%C3%B3pia+de+OgAAAGnqNEYeL_L-vNmVe94vNIEyJRw11OPOXFHnPCQUSWsS0Ax8KuXPHQGuI1k21ZNunovPsEZeiYN-7rX3aQo1psIAm1T1ULDv9_lh7CcLzQCeLWyrf0LsZL5Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406341036183499314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Swcuh0RVsjI/AAAAAAAAAVg/LiZSKwgmE9U/s320/C%C3%B3pia+de+OgAAAGnqNEYeL_L-vNmVe94vNIEyJRw11OPOXFHnPCQUSWsS0Ax8KuXPHQGuI1k21ZNunovPsEZeiYN-7rX3aQo1psIAm1T1ULDv9_lh7CcLzQCeLWyrf0LsZL5Z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Muito metidoooooooooooo.

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amadas estou com saudades de vcs, das historinhas, de tudo, como disse a vc estaria respondendo ha alguns comentarios aqui no post, genteeeeeeeeeee o Felipe ta muito nindoooooooooooooo Dina vc é uma comedia (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sobre o post que ela escreveu dizendo que fica xeia de cisma ate mesmo quando o marido vai pegar o Lipe&lt;/span&gt;), E a Cinderela emmmmmmmm nossa ta de Visual novo o bloguinho ficou buitooooooooooooooo vio, Deia xaudades de seus testos mega engraçados Bezo, Sueli vc me deu un selinho não foi obrigada ta flor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;





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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bom sobre mim estou megaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ocupada nooossa o trabalho da loja ocupa muitooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo com bastante oo, nunca saio na hora certa ele nos pedem para chegar na hora certa mas sair rsss ta dificil vio, bom mas da para se diverti bastante é muita gente nova que trabalha lá então é sempre muito divertido o almoço no refeitorio então aiaia é mera trabalho para mim tem que ser divertido se não.. não rola (rolar rola com menos diverçãokkkkk),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;





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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;bom a facul menina como eu ando faltandoooooooo tenho que parar com isso mas poxa final de semestre realmente é um mangueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee kkkkkkk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;





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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;estou com raiva de Meu Bem ele semmpreeee dificulta quando pesso coisas a ele quando fala em me buscar no trabalho entãooo é sempre uma mmmm.... bom deixa para lá o que´é dele ta guardado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;





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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;meninas muitas saudades de vcs não me abandonem não vioooooooooooooooo oi lá assim eu choro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;





&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;beijos en todas outras meninas, muitas sudades de vcs tambem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;





&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Xeroooooooooooo da baianhia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3142906161818246735?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3142906161818246735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3142906161818246735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3142906161818246735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3142906161818246735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/11/que-saudades-do-meu-bloguinho.html' title='QUE SAUDADES DO MEU BLOGUINHO.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Swcu1sBOQAI/AAAAAAAAAVo/YNaVFsuTX-U/s72-c/OQAAAO6Sv4neHSMbOoc43jjH8ub1Ihxvf0TaBKy1EsXpH2NuoLjOI_er3hFS5cnm5yygUAH6w1Tlv4BQO82Yl3FqViwAm1T1UJdvLPLK4NE7BiXWJKPIbsegF-wc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-2578865078388583408</id><published>2009-11-12T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:08:35.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13/11/2009'/><title type='text'>Oi meninas não sei quando vou postar de novo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Svy_jr7J52I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ngNtVBzqmRs/s1600-h/pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403404272744916834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Svy_jr7J52I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ngNtVBzqmRs/s320/pizza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Meninas realmente não sei quando vou postar de novo, então estou deixando um grandee beijo em todas ta, estou com unhas e cabelo feito esqueci das sobrançelhas que odioooooooooooooooo talvez domigo eu possa fazer (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;será&lt;/span&gt;) eu e meu lindo fomos para a ptssaria rs comemos muito matamos a saudade um do outro haaaaaa e comemoramos né meu Bem Passou no vestibular heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee estou tão contente por ele acabaremos juntos ou melhor nos formaremos juntos que graça aiaia estou contente, genteeeeeeee meu banco me roubou R$ 30,00 EU TRABALHEI POR ELE como diz meu amado " bem vinda ao BANCO será ele que cuidadárá do seu dinheiro " kkkkkkkkkkkkk ele fala engraçado, bom amanha tenho trabalho não quero lembrar dele agora deixa para amanha rsssssss vou curte meu BEMMMMM beijos e boa noite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;PS: meninas estou visitando os bloguinhos DEIA, DINA, PURO GLITTER, CINDERELA, SUELI, TODASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SEM ESQUECER NEMHUA SO QUE MEU PC TA MAIS PARA LÁ DO QUE PARA CÁ E MEU TEMPO TAMBEM TA MEIO CURTO ENTÃO DEIXAREI BEIJINHOS AQUI NOS POSTS TÁ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;DINA O PRESENTINHO TAVA UMA GRAÇA RSSSSSSSS SO VC MESMA BEIJOS EM TODASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-2578865078388583408?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/2578865078388583408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=2578865078388583408&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2578865078388583408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2578865078388583408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/11/oi-meninas-nao-sei-quando-vou-postar-de.html' title='Oi meninas não sei quando vou postar de novo.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Svy_jr7J52I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ngNtVBzqmRs/s72-c/pizza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-368411861639749806</id><published>2009-11-12T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:46:31.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ufa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Svxl-hCkbgI/AAAAAAAAAUw/lkj1mwcdQcs/s1600-h/namorar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403305777633193474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Svxl-hCkbgI/AAAAAAAAAUw/lkj1mwcdQcs/s320/namorar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hoje foi meu dia de folga dormi ate atade mas o namorido por sorte era o dia de folga dele tambem, simos damos uma volta amoçamos tudo de bom a noite vamos na pizza ou no cinema prefiro pizaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ja disse para ele, Vou fazer meu cabelo e unhas esou precisando urgente não vou falar do trabalho estou de folga dele taaaaaaaaaa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;beijus emmmmmmmmmmmmm todas estou aproveitando meu dia de folga ao maximo depois passo com calma meninas aos poquinhos vou visitando vc s ta xerooooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-368411861639749806?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/368411861639749806/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=368411861639749806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/368411861639749806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/368411861639749806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/11/ufa.html' title='Ufa!'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Svxl-hCkbgI/AAAAAAAAAUw/lkj1mwcdQcs/s72-c/namorar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-952261681454121910</id><published>2009-11-05T06:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:13:28.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='05/11/2009'/><title type='text'>Finalmente atualizando selinho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SvLfqzpmoSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9BV4aQkfsNw/s1600-h/selo_JG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400624829682852130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SvLfqzpmoSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9BV4aQkfsNw/s320/selo_JG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1 - Postar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; o selinho e o link do criador do selo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jgprod.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://jgprod.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 - Indicar o selinho a 02 blogs amigos que deverão se tornar seguidores e linkar o Blog da JG Produções ao seu .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 - Deixar um comentário neste post &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nossos Blogs indicados&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://talma-talma.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://talma-talma.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shampoodelaranja.virgula.uol.com.br/2009/11/novidades-platinadas.html#comment-form"&gt;http://shampoodelaranja.virgula.uol.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-952261681454121910?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/952261681454121910/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=952261681454121910&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/952261681454121910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/952261681454121910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/11/finalmente-atualizando-selinho.html' title='Finalmente atualizando selinho.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SvLfqzpmoSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9BV4aQkfsNw/s72-c/selo_JG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-7107306571037049669</id><published>2009-10-23T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:56:35.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Paradoxo do Nosso Tempo - George Carlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SuHSJjTiDiI/AAAAAAAAATo/iUwuWcO9uS8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395824890104385058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SuHSJjTiDiI/AAAAAAAAATo/iUwuWcO9uS8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Nós bebemos demais, gastamos sem critérios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dirigimos rápido demais, ficamos acordados até muito mais tarde, acordamos muito cansados, lemos muito pouco, assistimos TV demais e raramente estamos com Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Multiplicamos nossos bens, mas reduzimos nossos valores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Nós falamos demais, amamos raramente, odiamos freqüentemente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Aprendemos a sobreviver, mas não a viver; adicionamos anos à nossa vida e não vida aos nossos anos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Fomos e voltamos à Lua, mas temos dificuldade em cruzar a rua e encontrar um novo vizinho. Conquistamos o espaço, mas não o nosso próprio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Fizemos muitas coisas maiores, mas pouquíssimas melhores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Limpamos o ar, mas poluímos a alma; dominamos o átomo, mas não nosso preconceito; escrevemos mais, mas aprendemos menos; planejamos mais, mas realizamos menos. Aprendemos a nos apressar e não, a esperar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Construímos mais computadores para armazenar mais informação, produzir mais cópias do que nunca, mas nos comunicamos cada vez menos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Estamos na era do 'fast-food' e da digestão lenta; do homem grande, de caráter pequeno; lucros acentuados e relações vazias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Essa é a era de dois empregos, vários divórcios, casas chiques e lares despedaçados. Essa é a era das viagens rápidas, fraldas e moral descartáveis, das rapidinhas, dos cérebros ocos e das pílulas 'mágicas'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Um momento de muita coisa na vitrine e muito pouco na dispensa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Uma era que leva essa carta a você, e uma era que te permite dividir essa reflexão ou simplesmente clicar 'delete'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lembre-se de passar tempo com as pessoas que ama, pois elas não estarão aqui para sempre. Lembre-se dar um abraço carinhoso em seus pais, num amigo, pois não lhe custa um centavo sequer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lembre-se de dizer 'eu te amo' à sua companheira(o) e às pessoas que ama, mas, em primeiro lugar, se ame... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;se ame muito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Um beijo e um abraço curam a dor, quando vêm de lá de dentro. Por isso, valorize sua família e as pessoas que estão ao seu lado, sempre.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;a href="http://br.mc358.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=marivanda.silva@unijorge.edu.br" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-7107306571037049669?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/7107306571037049669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=7107306571037049669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7107306571037049669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7107306571037049669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/paradoxo-do-nosso-tempo-george-carlin.html' title='Paradoxo do Nosso Tempo - George Carlin'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SuHSJjTiDiI/AAAAAAAAATo/iUwuWcO9uS8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-4581622605321805744</id><published>2009-10-22T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:31:52.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Ai como é dificil ser MULHER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oi lindas do meu CORAÇÃO, como eu estou em duvia hoooo vida cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sera que eu devo fazer enfermagem ou continuo em segurança do trabalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ENFERMAGEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395632286303008226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SuEi-iO4NeI/AAAAAAAAATg/HgI5gBlal0k/s320/enfermagem_oncologica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;TECNOLOGO EM SEGURANÇA DO TRABALHO
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395632288616984546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SuEi-q2kr-I/AAAAAAAAATY/X2R251YIJew/s320/090903103214_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-4581622605321805744?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/4581622605321805744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=4581622605321805744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4581622605321805744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4581622605321805744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/ai-como-e-dificil-ser-mulher.html' title='Ai como é dificil ser MULHER.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SuEi-iO4NeI/AAAAAAAAATg/HgI5gBlal0k/s72-c/enfermagem_oncologica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6721348589463408964</id><published>2009-10-20T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:21:26.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Viver e ser feliz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hoje me sinto assim como essa musica um otimo dia para todas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu fico com a pureza das respostas das crianças:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;É a vida! É bonita e é bonita! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Viver e não ter a vergonha de ser feliz, Cantar e Cantar e Cantar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;A beleza de ser um eterno aprendiz Ha meu Deus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu sei, Que a vida devia ser bem melhor e será,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mas isso não impede que eu repita:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;É bonita, é bonita e é bonita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E a vida? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E a vida o que é, diga lá, meu irmão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ela é a batida de um coração?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ela é uma doce inlusão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mas e a vida? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ela é maravilha ou é sofrimento?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ela é alegria ou lamento?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;O que é? O que é, meu irmão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Há quem fale que a vida da gente é um nada no mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; É uma gota, é um tempo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Que nem dá um segundo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Há quem fale que é um divino mistério profundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;É o sopro do criador numa atitude repleta de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Você diz que é luta e prazer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ele diz que a vida é viver, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ela diz que melhor é morrer Pois amada não é, e o verbo é sofrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Eu só sei que confio na moça E na moça eu ponho a força da fé, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Somos nós que fazemos a vida Como der, ou puder, ou quiser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Sempre desejada por mais que esteja errada, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ninguém quer a morte, só saúde e sorte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E a pergunta roda, e a cabeça agita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Fico com a pureza das respostas das crianças:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;É a vida! É bonita e é bonita! É a vida! É bonita e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;é bonita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6721348589463408964?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e11e980b7828497&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6721348589463408964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6721348589463408964&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6721348589463408964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6721348589463408964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/viver-e-ser-feliz.html' title='Viver e ser feliz..'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-7349708864434951413</id><published>2009-10-19T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:18:21.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Segunda haaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;È VERDADE CHEGOU SEGUNDA DIA DE PAGAR AS CONTAS ARE BABA, BOM VOLTAMOS A LUTA ESTUDAR BUSCAR TRABALHO LAVAR ROUPA AI(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;QUE AGONIA KKK&lt;/span&gt;) E CHEGAR EM CASA SO AS 11:30 AIIIIIIII QUE SAUDADE DO MEU LOVE, AMIGAS NAMOREI MUITO ESSE FINAL DE SEMANA COMI MUITOOOOOOOOOOOOO MEU BEM DISSE QUE EU COMO E A COMIDA TODA SÓ VAI PARA O BUMBUM PQ EU NÃO ENGORDO (AINDA BEMMMMMM KKKK) SÓ O BUMBUM QUE CRESCE KKK AIAI MELHOR NÉ TO LOUCA PARA PASSAR EM CADA UN DOS VOSSOS BLOGINHO MAS EU ANDO COM UMA PRIGICINHAAAAAAAAAA AF COM O NAMORIDO DO LADO SO DA VONTADE DE FICAR COM ELE E BEIJAR MUITOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO KKK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394361603842989762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StyfTFMRXsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SCRb7wSpQ8g/s320/91063799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;AMOS VCS BEIJUSSSSSSSSSSSSS UMA OTIMA SEMANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-7349708864434951413?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/7349708864434951413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=7349708864434951413&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7349708864434951413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7349708864434951413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/segunda-haaaaaaaaaa.html' title='Segunda haaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StyfTFMRXsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SCRb7wSpQ8g/s72-c/91063799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6023907043434793986</id><published>2009-10-17T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:37:01.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Amadas como Felipe é lindo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gente a Dina e o Ivan caprixaram o Lipe é lindo (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aiiiii como eu queria pega-ló&lt;/span&gt;) bom nosso sobrinho virtual chegou agora é so baba muiiiiiiiiiito porque podddddddddddddddde parabens Dina vc formol uma linda familia estamos loucas por mais fotos e mais noticias&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dina quem cortou vc nessa foto ela ta linda, amiga estamos com vc agora vc é celebridade e Lipe tambem alias toda a sua familia virou celebridade kkkkkk e nos suas seguidoras viramos suas fãs e paparazzi tambem kkkk mas só os legais tá esperamos vc xerooooooooooooooooooooooooo em todos haaaa  muitoooooooooooooo no lipe vio bjo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6023907043434793986?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6023907043434793986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6023907043434793986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6023907043434793986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6023907043434793986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/amadas-como-felipe-e-lindo.html' title='Amadas como Felipe é lindo.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StpF3HwutLI/AAAAAAAAATI/o9mnFml9EWM/s72-c/DSC03217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-7664826070029188076</id><published>2009-10-16T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:31:55.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='16/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Dina virou celebridade gente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StjYGjLIOfI/AAAAAAAAATA/ycw8G2okOgI/s1600-h/Z186akqf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393298160808901106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StjYGjLIOfI/AAAAAAAAATA/ycw8G2okOgI/s320/Z186akqf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gente a Dina virou celebridade que chique emmmmmmmm aiai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E finalmente mas noticias todos estão maravilhosamente bem e Domigo finalmente conheceremos a FAMILIA COMPLETA E INCLUSIVE O MIASE NOVO COMPONETE HEEEEEEEEEEEEE, DINA ESPERAMOS VC XEROOOOOOOO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-7664826070029188076?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/7664826070029188076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=7664826070029188076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7664826070029188076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7664826070029188076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/dina-virou-celebridade-gente.html' title='Dina virou celebridade gente.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StjYGjLIOfI/AAAAAAAAATA/ycw8G2okOgI/s72-c/Z186akqf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-7575420919397766745</id><published>2009-10-15T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:03:47.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felipe nasceu'/><title type='text'>Gente O FELIPE nasceuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StfiPgrJjzI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3Bb7orjtbH0/s1600-h/200423737-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393027834896289586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StfiPgrJjzI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3Bb7orjtbH0/s320/200423737-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;É A NOTICIA MAS ESPERA ESSES DIAS A QUE O &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FELIPE NASCEU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;HEBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, DINA SAIBA QUE AMAMOS MUITO VCS (toda a nova familia) E ESTAMOS COM VC QUE DEUS ABENÇOI A VC SEU FILINHO E TODA ESSA NOVA FAMILIA QUE ESTA SE FORMANDO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;DINA TE AMAMOS MUITOOOOOOOOOOOOOO XERO DA BAIANIHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-7575420919397766745?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/7575420919397766745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=7575420919397766745&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7575420919397766745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7575420919397766745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/gente-o-felipe-nasceuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.html' title='Gente O FELIPE nasceuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StfiPgrJjzI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3Bb7orjtbH0/s72-c/200423737-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-811741146602186292</id><published>2009-10-15T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:19:24.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='06/11/2009'/><title type='text'>selos atualizado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Como estou meio enrolada esses dias ho vou passar os selinhos, os indicados estão no final do post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sou uma Noiva Feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jcwk9uAFZbo/StZChMfPdOI/AAAAAAAAA8A/EjbY1GwHXWE/s1600-h/selinho8.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392826324067995954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcq-CVy0TI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_sv11q6mqWo/s320/selinho8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;








&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lá vão as regrinhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1) Postar o nome e o link do criador do selinho: Úrsula do Blog
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://ursulaemarcelino.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://ursulaemarcelino.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2) Fazer um comentário no blog do criador do selo
3) Postar o link de quem o presenteou e fazer um comentário no blog desta pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;



&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;




&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4) Contar um pouco mais sobre sua linda vida de casadinha ou noivinha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;



&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sou uma quase noiva amo isso, tambem sou quase casada por esta na mesma casa que ele tambem amooooooooo, acordar de amanha, almoçar, jantar sempre com ele não tem preço,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;é mara, espero ele sai para trabalhar esperar ele voltar é muito bom, o melho e poder estar com ele de noite rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392826333848185202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcq-mxkqXI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qvg9sUMtfsQ/s320/4_SELO.JPG" border="0" /&gt;












&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;















&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Regrinhas são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1. Postar o nome e o link de quem criou o selinho;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2. Fazer um comentário no blog criador do selo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. Postar o nome, link e fazer um comentário no blog da AMIGAX que te presenteou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4. E responder a seguinte pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Porque essas amigas são a peça que faltavam em seu blog???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pq, Sem elas não teriamos a blogsfera, e o blog seira apenas uma pagina e mais nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;5. Indicar mais de 5 amigas e presenteá-las com esse selinho fofo -
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392826340613728098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcq-_-mp2I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UFSAazzoXik/s320/selinho7.png" border="0" /&gt;







&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;SEU BLOG ME FAZ BEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Regras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Postar o selo e linkar o blog que o ofereceu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Citar 7 coisas que te fazem bem em um blog :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1º Conteúdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;




&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2º Criatividade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;





&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3º Linguagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;


&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4º As dicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;5ºas piadinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;6º Os relatos comicos pessoais.



&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;7º Criatividade da blogueira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;





&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oferecer o selo a 7 blogs que te fazem bem. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392826347593600914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcq_Z-vD5I/AAAAAAAAARA/OeQQ0JP2WTc/s320/selinho4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;









&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;AMIGAS BLOGUEIRAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jcwk9uAFZbo/StZCLHsyhiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/DT03ubGxDFk/s1600-h/selinho4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Publicar e dizer quem te ofereceu o selinho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://nossaalegria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Responder as seguintes perguntas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Você ama? Amo muitoooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Você adora? Eu amo ficar com meu Bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Você deseja? ser sempre saudável...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Você sonha? agora com minha casa.





&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Você é? Feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Indicar e avisar quantos blogs quiser para receber o selinho. -







&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nossaalegria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392827777050828466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StcsSnH5XrI/AAAAAAAAARg/jefu9_j9AGA/s320/selinho2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;






&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;EXEMPLARIEDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jcwk9uAFZbo/StZCKYEoR4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/yuJyo1kGDqU/s1600-h/selinho2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ganhei da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Regras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1º Quem recebe esse selo, escolhe 4 blog que mereçam recebê-lo também.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2º Descreva uma qualidade para cada blog indicados, justificando porque ele é um exemplo de blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Criatividade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;espontaniedade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;as dicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;as historias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;as piadinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;meninas todos os bloges são exemplos cada um tem o seu charme a sua qualidade.





&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;








&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;





&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392827781249444258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StcsS2w7KaI/AAAAAAAAARo/2yZ_90vYoKo/s320/Selinho3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
EU AMO SER BLOGUEIRA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jcwk9uAFZbo/StZCKvALHwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ijJNTnSVnlg/s1600-h/Selinho3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;





&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Regras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;








&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;:1º Linkar quem te deu o selinho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;







&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2º Falar um pouco de quem te indicou o selinho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Uma linda menina que gosto muito, e gostaria de conhecer pessoalmente.













&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392827785296025346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StcsTF1tFwI/AAAAAAAAARw/v8HdR6ODkig/s320/2_selinho.png" border="0" /&gt;







&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ESTE BLOG INSPIRA-ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jcwk9uAFZbo/StY-4Wf4PyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/t2lJaA45-UE/s1600-h/2+selinho.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Ganhei da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Regrinhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1-Uma palavra que traduza tudo o que esta sentido nesse momento:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;





&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Luta.





&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2-Nome de alguém que marcou sua vida:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Deus...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3-Um momento que gostaria de viver mil vezes: A primeira vez*-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4-Seu maior medo: perder quem amo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;5-Um livro ou filme que achou top: Casais Inteligentes Enriquecem juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Indicar 3 amigas blogueiras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392827794848499154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StcsTpbMRdI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hLBtpPC2EWY/s320/1_selinho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;








&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;EU SOU UM NOIVA MUITO FELIZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jcwk9uAFZbo/StY-39n3nNI/AAAAAAAAA64/UtEBUT8UejY/s1600-h/1+selinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ganhei da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Regrinhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Linkar o blog que criou o selinho: --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://seraquesara.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://seraquesara.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Responder as seguintes perguntas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1-O que te faz mais feliz sendo noiva?Saber que vou ser Casar...






&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2-O que mais atrapalha a noiva?Falta de informação...






&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3-Qual a melhor parte para a noiva? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Acredito que a entrada quando ela vai para o altar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4-Qual a coisa que você mais queria ter no seu casamento,e não terá?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Acho que chuva de petalas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;




&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;5-Ecolha: vontade que chegue logo,ou que demore para chegar?Que demore, o melhoe da festa é se preparar para ela.




&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;6-Muitos convidados ou poucos?Só as pessoas que realmete conheço acho que 200 ta ate d+.





&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;7-Qual o seu primeiro pensamento do dia em relação ao casamento e o ultimo? não tenho pensado tanto não, já que nao vai sair por agora. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Indicar 3 amigas blogueiras: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392827798868537506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StcsT4ZpMKI/AAAAAAAAASA/gN5-Cxav7Sg/s320/selo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;






&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Comente ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;As regrinhas são as seguintes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1. Postar o selinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2. Dizer o site de origem do selinho da - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nacontagemregressiva.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://nacontagemregressiva.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. Como sei que essa coisa de repassar selinhos requer tempo, indique, pelo menos, uma pessoa, gente, uma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;





&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4. Comente, sempre que possível, no blog de quem você segue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;





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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392833943623686962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcx5jZb2zI/AAAAAAAAASI/ybdZA1VooKY/s320/maite_ka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;amiga do blog e de coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;






&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Regrinhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;





&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;- Postar o selinho- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;



&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Responder às perguntas: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;curiosidades
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cor de esmalte: Vermelho.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cor de batom: prefiro Gloss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;


&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Odeio: Gente que fica se gabando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;


&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Música: que não tenha pagode e arrocha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;


&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Livro: Nesse momento - O corpo fala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;


&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Meu maior sonho é: HJ é ter minha CASA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;



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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;



&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392833948225909602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcx50isM2I/AAAAAAAAASQ/_rHZwmmYGu8/s320/150_seguidoras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;SEGUIDORAS DA TATÁ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jcwk9uAFZbo/StZCKFGEwTI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/6ccKFJ945Vc/s1600-h/150+seguidoras.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1- Divulgao link de quem fez o selinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://ts2v.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tatá - http://ts2v.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2- Contar uma coisinha pela qual tem muita GRATIDÃO A RESPEITO DO BLOG !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amo todas que sempre aparecem la no meu bloginho meninas gosto muito de vcs.





&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3- Indicar 3 Amigas a quem tenham GRANDE GRATIDÃO DO SEU BLOGUINHO ! -






&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------
Somos lindas e inteligentes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392833960931039666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcx6j31GbI/AAAAAAAAASg/CXRh0f_fsaE/s320/somos_lindas_e_inteligentes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;



&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jcwk9uAFZbo/StY-3a9_FOI/AAAAAAAAA6w/myctUViIVok/s1600-h/somos_lindas_e_inteligentes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ganhei da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;As regras do selinho são as seguintes:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;



&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Postar o selinho e linkar quem o indicou -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;- Indicá-lo a 09 amigas -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;


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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;



&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392833959089948898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcx6dA4SOI/AAAAAAAAASY/3UtAz_egA20/s320/Apresenta_o1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu amo Miojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jcwk9uAFZbo/StY-3AH8INI/AAAAAAAAA6o/awjfmDyi7q0/s1600-h/Apresenta_o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Ganhei da linda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;regrinha :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Postar o selinho e linkar quem te presenteou -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Responder as perguntinhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Você gosta de miojo? MUITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;







&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Qual o seu sabor preferido? Galinha com azeite algem lembra desse ai como eu amo desde então sempre ponho azeite de oliva.







&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Você tem uma maneira diferente de fazer miojo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sim, coloco cenoura ralada, batatinha, algumas verduras na agua deixo conzinhar, quado ta quase mole coloco o macarrão jogo o temperinho ta pronto.





&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;rsrsrsrsIndicar o selinho para 04 amigas blogueiras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;








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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;





&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392833969632741378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcx7ESeiAI/AAAAAAAAASo/RLCbclsx6Kw/s320/selinho6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;





&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dia das Crianças.. Ganhei da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; e não tem regrinhas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; =)



&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;AMADAS COMO EU ESTOU MEGA ATRAZADA COM ESTES SELOS E A MAIORIA DEVE TER &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EU DEDICO ELES A TODAS VC QUE AINDA NÃO TEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, MAS ,TEM UMA QUE EU QUERO DEIXA DE CORAÇÃO É A &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;LICIA DO BLOG UNIÃO DE ABOBRINHAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ELA POE MUITA PIADA E EU AMO MUITO É UM BLOG MEGA DIVERTIDO E FICA A DICA PARA QUE QUER RIR UM POUCO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-811741146602186292?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/811741146602186292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=811741146602186292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/811741146602186292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/811741146602186292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/sou-uma-noiva-feliz-la-vao-as-regrinhas.html' title='selos atualizado.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Stcq-CVy0TI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_sv11q6mqWo/s72-c/selinho8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-7940068582352941578</id><published>2009-10-13T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:10:44.710-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Oi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oi meninas tava meio corrida, dia das crianças um loucura sai cedo segunda para pegar o velotrol do meu sobrinho nossa como ele amouuuuuuuuuuu muito fofo depois ponho uma foto, eu e meu Bem almoçamos juntos, delicia almoçar com o namorido, comprei umas uvas matei minha vontade de comer uvas e advinha fiquei com uma bela azia tambem depois de comer 2 cahos iteirinhos sozinha só pudia dar nisso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392286447665036098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StU_9GA6O0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Shv9RBybTe4/s320/88680706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Gente to me sintido casada é uma delicia acordei o namorido já tinha ido compra sal de frutas para mim (passei a noite enteira reclamando) e me acordando todo carinhoso aiiiiiiiii como eu amo isso, hoje o dia foi todinho de nos dois meus sogros sairam voltaram só a tarde, então eu fiquei incaregada do almoço caprixeiiiiiiiiii o namorido amouuuuuuuuuuu eu posso bom fora isso sem novidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392287573152958898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StVA-myJCbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/H9QnwLGgbOw/s320/79217009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Meninas estou visitando cada uma de vcs aos poquinhos vio amo muito todas vc xeroooooooo da bainha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-7940068582352941578?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/7940068582352941578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=7940068582352941578&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7940068582352941578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7940068582352941578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/oi.html' title='Oi'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StU_8vK9uyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/6PW3xhlkGfw/s72-c/83833661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-5398116177258842960</id><published>2009-10-11T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T07:12:50.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Amadassssss chuveuuuuuuu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StHniWidWCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sFFbIKHdmcQ/s1600-h/84407444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391344806290872354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StHniWidWCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sFFbIKHdmcQ/s320/84407444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pode ontem de tarde o sol estava lindoooooooooooo fui andar na praia com meu amore, uma delicia, solzinho gostoso com meu amado e hoje tinha progamado praia e acredite ta chuvendoooooooooooooo babou o churrasco que ia ter buaaaaaa mas, vou poder curtir a tarde agaradinha com essa chuvinha vendo alguns dvds ai que diliciaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391344796478756866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StHnhx_EWAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/sYx0W3SXYXU/s320/88809437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Gente lembra que eu disse que ele tinha sumido então o menino comprou todo o kit que eu tava querendo da KERAMAX e ainda marcou um dia no salão para mim semana que vem ai que maravilha nao que esteja pricisando (feia), nossa tem semanas que eu tava doida para ver se comprava tudo e se aida daria para ir ao salão mas meu dindin tava regrado e ele fez uma surpreza e comprou tudooooooo aiiiiiiiiiiiiii eu amo esse menino não por ele ter comprado mas pelas surpresinhas que ele faz que eu amoooooooooooo, acho que ele ta retribuindo pq quando eu tava trabalhando eu sempre comprava algo para ele sempreeeeeeeeee e agora nem para mim to podendo snif...snif mas logo isso muda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E a Dina em deu um susto en todas kkkkkkkkkk aiai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bjocas ainda falta passar em muitos bloguinho mas não esqueci de niguem vio amos vcs xeroooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-5398116177258842960?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/5398116177258842960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=5398116177258842960&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5398116177258842960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5398116177258842960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/amadassssss-chuveuuuuuuu.html' title='Amadassssss chuveuuuuuuu.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StHniWidWCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sFFbIKHdmcQ/s72-c/84407444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-4872489002111355330</id><published>2009-10-10T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T12:06:53.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10/10/2009'/><title type='text'>FERIADOOOOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;OI GENTE TO PASSANDO RAPIDINHO PARA DAR UM OI PARA VCS VOU CURTIR MUUUUUUUUUUUUUITO MEU FINAL DE SEMANA TA MUITO SOL MERECE PRAAAAAAAIAAAA LAVOU EU, ALGUEN VIO MEU NAMORIDO ACORDEI TINHA SUMIDO? AMORRRRRRRRRRRRR CD VC???????? BOM VOU ATRAS DELE PARA VER SE ACHO, AIAI HOMEEEE TE PEGO PELOS CABELOS E TE ARASTO ATE EM CASA EM KKKKKKKKK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;LINDAS OTIMO FINAL DE SEMANA E FERIADO PARA VCS DINA VC AINDA NAO APARECEU HOJE GENTE SERÁ QUE O LIPE CHEGOUUUUUUUUUU? AI ESTOU CURIOSA BEIJUS DINA E BEIJUS EM CADA UM DESSE MUNDINHO. ATE MAIS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-4872489002111355330?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/4872489002111355330/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=4872489002111355330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4872489002111355330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4872489002111355330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/feriadoooooooooooo.html' title='FERIADOOOOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/StDbMlGG2FI/AAAAAAAAAOA/yBux_jXKjIw/s72-c/88809497.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3135325694613966652</id><published>2009-10-06T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:50:21.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='06/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Oi flores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Meninas como vcs estão, beijos especial para todos os bloguinhos, meninas desculpem se não estou comenetando no bloginho de todas, mas eu não esqueci de vcs não vio... bom meu final de semana foi super mara brinquei muito com meu sobrinho Riquelme uma graça de criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;adoroooooo brincar com ele, ta aprendendo a falar é uma coisa muitoooooooooo fofinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Nos perguntamos riquelme vc comeu o que hoje ai ele responde. " tutu=chuchu, boba=abobora" e assim vai é muito legal ele dis "dedal" aiiiiiii que fofo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ele tava com meses nessa foto ele ja ta bem grandinho agora, mas a carinha gostosa é a mesma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Olha ele comendo pão que comedia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389540898725005730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sst-5HLxiaI/AAAAAAAAANw/E_wIoGhmnU4/s320/rike+pao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E tambem nesse final de semana namorei muiiiiiiiiiiitooooooo kkkkk, saimos tomamos sorvete, muitoooooo sorvete, e a noite haaaa a noite é uma criança kkkkk Jesus apaga a luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389545516233164914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SsuDF4vgiHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/zeMuaQgXbG8/s320/namorar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bom ontem tive aula, ai dia de semana tenho ficado meio enrolada com as minhas atividades da faculdade, fora que a tal da interdisciplina ocupa muitoooooooo que loucura are baba mas, tudo bem, meu amado foi trabalhar cedo hoje não vou ve-lo o dia todo ...snif... veio almoçar comigo mas ja foi buaaaaaaaaaaa, como meu amado faz falta, so vou ve-lo as 11:30 da noite aiiiiiii que saudade, bom meu sobrinho venho de novo heeeeeeee vou brincar a tarde toda com ele talvez passe mais rapido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;beijos e uma otima semana para todas.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3135325694613966652?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3135325694613966652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3135325694613966652&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3135325694613966652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3135325694613966652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/oi-flores_06.html' title='Oi flores'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sst8G0px1mI/AAAAAAAAANo/ARMm8WOLdb8/s72-c/SDC10474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8694025928489379474</id><published>2009-10-03T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:15:24.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='03102009'/><title type='text'>A bula do Homem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Gurias alias Deia lembrei de vc não pelo texto mas pela graças das piadinhas que vc coloca é muito xou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BULA DO HOMEM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Indicações:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Homem é recomendado para mulheres portadoras de SMS (Síndrome da Mulher Sozinha).Homem é eficaz no controle do desânimo, da ansiedade, irritabilidade, mau-humor, insônia etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posologia e Modo de Usar:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Homem deve ser usado três vezes por semana. Não desaparecendo os sintomas, aumente a dosagem ou procure outro.Homem é apropriado para uso externo e interno, dependendo da necessidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precauções:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mantenha longe do alcance de amigas (vizinhas solitárias, loiras sorridentes, etc).É desaconselhável o uso, imediatamente após as refeições.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apresentação:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mini, Max, Super, Mega, Plus, Super Mega Max Plus e 'Oh meu Deus!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conduta na Overdose:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;O uso excessivo de Homem, pode produzir dores abdominais entorses, contraturas lombares, assim como ardor na região pélvica.Recomenda-se banhos de assento, repouso e contar vantagem para a melhor amiga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efeitos Colaterais:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;O uso inadequado de Homem, pode acarretar gravidez e acessos de ciúmes. O uso concomitante de produtos da mesma espécie, pode causar enjôo e fadiga crônica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prazo de Validade:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;O número do lote e data de fabricação, encontram-se na cédula de identidade e no cartão de crédito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Composição:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Água, tecidos orgânicos, ferro e vitaminas do Complexo 'P'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------- -----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATENÇÃO:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Não contémSEMANCOL.Cuidado!!Existem no mercado algumas marcas falsificadas, com embalagem de qualidade, mas que ao ser aberta, apresenta um produto inócuo/ou prejudicial.Ou seja, produto que além de não apresentar efeito positivo, pode agravar os sintomas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instruções para o Perfeito Funcionamento de Um Homem:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1. Ao abrir a embalagem, faça uma cara neutra; não se mostre muito empolgada com o produto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Se ficar muito seguro de si, o homem não funciona muito bem, vive dando defeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2. Guarde em lugar fresco e seguro (pois é frágil e facilmente contaminável).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. Deixe fora do alcance de pseudo-amigas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4. Para ligar, basta uns beijinhos no pescoço pela manhã, para desligar basta uma noite de sexo (ele dorme como uma pedra e nem dá boa noite - falta de educação é defeito de fábrica).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;5. Programe-o para assinar talões de cheques sem reclamar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;6. Carregue as baterias três vezes por dia: café, almoço e jantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATENÇÃO:&lt;/strong&gt;Homem não tem garantia de fábrica e todas as espécies são sujeitas à incontáveis defeitos A solução é ir trocando até que se ache o modelo 'ideal'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8694025928489379474?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8694025928489379474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8694025928489379474&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8694025928489379474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8694025928489379474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/bula-do-homem.html' title='A bula do Homem...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8107278289899591541</id><published>2009-10-01T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:29:38.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='01/10/2009'/><title type='text'>Oi Flores...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SsTmgib7FQI/AAAAAAAAANA/mvTEdcRbKKA/s1600-h/feliz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387684500916081922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SsTmgib7FQI/AAAAAAAAANA/mvTEdcRbKKA/s320/feliz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oi lindas estou muitoooooooooooooooooo feliz hoje, prefiro não falar o motivo ( prefiro nem comentar kkkk), hoje acordei juntinho do meu amado, meninas acordamos as 11:30 pode morri de vergonha (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;moramos com minha sogra, mas ela nao liga&lt;/span&gt;) mesmo assim fiqueio envergonhada kkk rimos um do outro, da cara inchada e do sono que nao passava aiai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;



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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ha meninas ontem tive aula de primeiros socorros, adiviem o que vi 0ntem, um corpo disscecado um corpo humano mesmo jente é meio chocante mas da para aguenter, a professora fico xocada comigo, porque tenho cara de menina mesmooooo não é me achando é serio, ai a professora ficou achando que não iria guentar a pressão mas, eu era a criatura mais curiosa, achei tão interessante so que infelismente eu não tenho tanto sangue frio para fazer enfermagen ou algo do tipo, sim ela achou que eu não aguentar pode? aiai depois ela veio falar que ficou surpresa comigo e tudo mais, minhas colegas que tavam tão fogosas para ver o corpo correram aiai. tirei umas fotos não do corpo nao pode mas de jaleco toda me achando, so que ficou feia pq foi do celular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;


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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E a noite terminou maraaaaaaaaaaaaa depois volto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;


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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bom por em quanto é so isso beijus ate mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8107278289899591541?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8107278289899591541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8107278289899591541&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8107278289899591541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8107278289899591541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/10/oi-flores.html' title='Oi Flores...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SsTmgib7FQI/AAAAAAAAANA/mvTEdcRbKKA/s72-c/feliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-4042374906745676384</id><published>2009-09-29T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:25:59.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hje'/><title type='text'>conversa seriaaaaaaa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oi meninas, um oi para a novata Deia Musso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387111851958148370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SsLdr-1DHRI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LAY3Zv8e9X4/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;


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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Meninas tive uma conversa com meu namorido o famoso(Bem), tem dias aliás meses que venho tentando tirar dele uma resposta definitiva sobre o nosso romance, are baba hoje conversamos meninas e finalmente, ele me disse que só casa depois que ele fizer a faculdade dele, porque eu ja to fazendo a minha estou estudando para uma futura profissão e um monte de coisaaaa. (ele tava meio bravo) não comigo (eu acho) ahhi eu so queria uma coisa definitiva pq sempre marcavamos ha vamos anuciar o noivado vamoooooo e detalhe era prorogado de novo, (ou esquecido) ai ja vio, não tiro a razão dele é otimo mas a vida não espera ta passando e dia 11/01/2010 faremos 5 anos de namoro passa tão rápido, então Acho que chegamos em um comun acordo, ate final do ano eles tão tentando lançar a empresa deles sem depender dos outros, ai sim já será um grande passo, e não teremos problemas para marcar o noivado quando ele estiver fazendo a faculdade dele ele disse e pensamos mais.( Mas já vio que cara enrolado arebaba). bom para mim estar ótimo mas só por em quanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;



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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hoje foi mas um dia de luta escolhi um Shoppin Iguatemi agora é Bulevar aqui em salvador não mudou o nome porque é como se fosse um barrio eu acho que é um mas deixa lá, e fui distribuir meu curriculo lá, bom tá perto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;do final do ano eles costuman chamar meninas para trabalhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;, então so esperar agora, amanha eu volto to morrendo de sono bjkas para todas.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387111493452450034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SsLdXHSoSPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wRmAPgm22Ng/s320/4756c3c555ccb1c8eac84c%257Bfachada_02_jpg%257D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-4042374906745676384?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/4042374906745676384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=4042374906745676384&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4042374906745676384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4042374906745676384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/conversa-seriaaaaaaa.html' title='conversa seriaaaaaaa.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SsLdr-1DHRI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LAY3Zv8e9X4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-4671353488773764018</id><published>2009-09-27T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T13:12:12.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selos atrasados'/><title type='text'>selinho TITIA VIRTUAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TITIA VIRTUAL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


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&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1. Postar o selinho no seu blog com o titulo - Titia virtual.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2. Postar o link do blog criador do selinho - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nossaalegria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://nossaalegria.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. Manter a explicação -&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Esse selinho foi criado com o objetivo de presentear pessoas queridas, que vc quer sempre junto de você e gostaria que fossem ou são "tias" dos seus filhos - Já existentes ou futuros - Pessoas as quais vc faz questão que acompanhem cada momento da sua vida, pessoas que a simples presença lhe faz muito bem.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4. Indicar três amigas blogueiras - justificar!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Todasssss, porque foi a mamae quem falou ta beijus Dina

&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;5. Comentar no blog de quem presenteou você com selinho.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386231813251146386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sr-9S_K-IpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WZ9Tc4bfD_s/s320/Blog_de_Ouro2%5B1%5DEliana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1. Postar o selo no Blog e linkar o blog que te presenteou; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://casamentoeconomicodosmeusonhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://casamentoeconomicodosmeusonhos.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2. Dizer três coisas que mais gosta em um blog:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;As dicas, as historias de suas vidas, e a criatividade.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. Repassar para os Blogs que você leu e amou;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://sonhosdeumanoiva.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://sonhosdeumanoiva.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://casamentoinlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://casamentoinlove.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://coisasdemeninas-jake.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://coisasdemeninas-jake.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://coisasdelane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://coisasdelane.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://noivamay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://noivamay.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4. Avisar os Blogs que tem selinho pra eles.blog,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bolsa de noiva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1) Responda:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;O que você faria com mais dinheiro?
Investiria sim, mas depois de ter conprado minha casa.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2) Divulgar o link de quem te presenteou com o selinho: &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a href="http://nossaalegria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://nossaalegria.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3) Indicar blogueiras para receber o mimo:&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Esse eu indico a todas que sonhamos com algo que esse dindin pudesse realizar no momento.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Esse outro a Dina que disponibilizou para quem não tinha eu nao tenho peguei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Postar a imagem do selinho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Divulgar o blog criador do selinho: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cantinhodanineangel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;http://cantinhodanineangel.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Indicar companheiras de blog que vc acredita que cuida ou cuidará bem de sua casa e avisá-las do selinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Responder as questões abaixo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Como eu ainda nao tenho minha casa, so vou dizer o que eu quero nela ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você prefere toalha de mesa ou jogo americano?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Jogo americano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gosta de tapetes ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sim, mas os de cores não estravagante e gigantescos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gosta de almofadas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sim, mas nao muitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qual a cor de sua cozinha?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ha sempre sonhei preta e branco, com detales cromados e algumas coisas vermelhas para da uma vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;E a cor dos móveis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Branco preto cinza esses tos meio neutros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sua mesa é:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Ai fica dificil, dependendo do tamanho retangular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;O que tem em cima dela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; nao gosto de coisas em cima de mesa, mas colocaria um vaso bem discreto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quais as cores que não gosta para decoração da casa?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
rosa, verde bb, azul bb, dependendo marron. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quais as cores que ama para decoração da casa?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Branco, preto, cinza, vermelho, vinho, berijela are sao tantos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;E as indicadas são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Todas somos apaixonadas pela nossa casa, nossas futuras casas e certamente queremos que ela esteja sempre linda, por isso esse selo pertençe a todas nos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-4671353488773764018?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/4671353488773764018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=4671353488773764018&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4671353488773764018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4671353488773764018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/selinho-atrazado-titia-virtual.html' title='selinho TITIA VIRTUAL'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sr-9Srzj92I/AAAAAAAAAL4/XDn7WDVp-i4/s72-c/0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3700976926408278841</id><published>2009-09-24T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T09:25:49.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='semana curta.'/><title type='text'>tempo corrido.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SrudXSx1orI/AAAAAAAAALw/Far9DXv6viU/s1600-h/comport-metas2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385070802954986162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SrudXSx1orI/AAAAAAAAALw/Far9DXv6viU/s320/comport-metas2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Olá floresssssss como vão vcs, bom to meio xeia de coisas para fazer faculdade seminarios provas e eu achando que ja tava acabando!, com tudo isso tem ficado meio sem tempo, as vezes passo corendo dou um oi para algumas e fico em divida com muitas, a te ganhei selinho e não to podendo atualizar, prometo que ate domingo eu apareco aqui para não ficar en dividas com vcs ta bjkas em todas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3700976926408278841?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3700976926408278841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3700976926408278841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3700976926408278841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3700976926408278841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/tempo-corrido.html' title='tempo corrido.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SrudXSx1orI/AAAAAAAAALw/Far9DXv6viU/s72-c/comport-metas2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6046461822155756190</id><published>2009-09-19T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:49:33.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oi'/><title type='text'>FDS ainda bem que chegou /selinho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oi amadas andei atolada essa semana, muita correria mesmo provas na faculdade trabalhos para fazer correr atras de boleto arebaba quanta coisa, em fim sexta-feira... não tenho aula enventei fe fazer caminhada com meu amado cheguei ontem toda dolorida pode af, hoje dormi mais tarde um pouco meu amor me deixou la mais um poquinho quando leventei, levantei inspirada peguei toda a roupa e fui lavar tambem lavei tudo e fique lembrando das provas que fiz aiiiiiiii que meda....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E vcs como estão todas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ganhei selinho e peguei alguns ja que estava a desposição obrigada Sueli.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como regrinha de postagem, devemos postar a imagem do selinho e o link de quem nos presenteou e listar as amigas que sempre visitam seu blog!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383298686987255778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SrVRokWzv-I/AAAAAAAAALo/bLsTrQ5J6fo/s320/f1xk3p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;a href="http://sueli-oliveira.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://sueli-oliveira.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lá vai!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;a href="http://casamentoinlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://casamentoinlove.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://coisasdelane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://coisasdelane.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://coisasdemeninas-jake.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://coisasdemeninas-jake.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://euparasemprecinderela.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://euparasemprecinderela.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amadas se sintao avontade ta beijo.
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6046461822155756190?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6046461822155756190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6046461822155756190&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6046461822155756190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6046461822155756190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/fds-ainda-bem-que-chegou-selinho.html' title='FDS ainda bem que chegou /selinho.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SrVRokWzv-I/AAAAAAAAALo/bLsTrQ5J6fo/s72-c/f1xk3p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-5030726616904376655</id><published>2009-09-13T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:26:46.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor em poemas'/><title type='text'>EU, Seu espelho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sq1_h3_u-4I/AAAAAAAAALg/wh2Uu9OGoWA/s1600-h/504495ad460d658c5b730c7e22b4e27d_web%5B1%5D.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381097349721291650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sq1_h3_u-4I/AAAAAAAAALg/wh2Uu9OGoWA/s320/504495ad460d658c5b730c7e22b4e27d_web%5B1%5D.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tudo que sou e serei em sua vida dependerá unicamente de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;olhe para mim como quem se adimira em um espelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Então, não me atire pedras se não quiser caminhar nos meus labirintos de incetezas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sou um reflexo de ti sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;E posso te ferir com as mesma armas que feri a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;e te devolver prazer na mesma proporção que der a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;serei a seda suave que lhe cobre a pele ou o punhal que lhe atinge o peito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sou parte de ti, e tu, parte de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;escolha-me veneno ou perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu posso te cobrir com aromas de campo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tudo... tudo dependerá sempre de vecê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Escolha o reflexo que quer ver em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Waleska zibetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-5030726616904376655?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/5030726616904376655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=5030726616904376655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5030726616904376655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5030726616904376655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/eu-seu-espelho.html' title='EU, Seu espelho.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sq1_h3_u-4I/AAAAAAAAALg/wh2Uu9OGoWA/s72-c/504495ad460d658c5b730c7e22b4e27d_web%5B1%5D.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6504331178208497486</id><published>2009-09-13T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T12:31:44.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selo'/><title type='text'>selinho hebaaaaaaa tava com saudade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oi gente. Ganhei os selinho da Jack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sq1GKEwlK4I/AAAAAAAAALI/UJZcxZo4Ayo/s1600-h/PRMIO_~2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381034268667751298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sq1GKEwlK4I/AAAAAAAAALI/UJZcxZo4Ayo/s320/PRMIO_~2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Para este selo, tenho de responder à seguinte pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Qual a minha peça de vestuário favorita? Um vestido vermelho que tenho fico um arrazo com ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Passar o selo para 3 blogueiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;E o selinho vai para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;A nossa alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Coisas de lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Divã da mulher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6504331178208497486?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6504331178208497486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6504331178208497486&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6504331178208497486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6504331178208497486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/selinho-hebaaaaaaa-tava-com-saldade.html' title='selinho hebaaaaaaa tava com saudade.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sq1GKEwlK4I/AAAAAAAAALI/UJZcxZo4Ayo/s72-c/PRMIO_~2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1344014061171171383</id><published>2009-09-12T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:44:38.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fui.'/><title type='text'>Oi ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sq0TVOKCyMI/AAAAAAAAALA/_PqZDiWQ5ww/s1600-h/image-4-88587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380978385076013250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sq0TVOKCyMI/AAAAAAAAALA/_PqZDiWQ5ww/s320/image-4-88587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;oi amadas só estou dando uma passadinha para dar um oi para vcs to curtindo o final de semana bemmmmmmm agaradinha no meu lindinho, estava vendo uns textos legais e logo logo ponho para vcs ta beijocasssssssssssss para todas e um otimo final de semana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1344014061171171383?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1344014061171171383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1344014061171171383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1344014061171171383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1344014061171171383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/oi.html' title='Oi ....'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sq0TVOKCyMI/AAAAAAAAALA/_PqZDiWQ5ww/s72-c/image-4-88587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3751403615287254921</id><published>2009-09-10T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:48:35.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bobouuuuuu'/><title type='text'>Acabou.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SqlJ4ewyRJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bfp3vP4VebY/s1600-h/preguica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379912464549954706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SqlJ4ewyRJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bfp3vP4VebY/s320/preguica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olá amadas como passaram o feriadão? O meu foi em casa agaradinha com o meu namorido, planejamos em ir a praia mas quem disse!! domigo de manhã nem eu e nem ele tivemos coragem tava meio friuzinho adiamos mas uma vez kkkk faz mas de 1 ano que planejamos em ir na praia ( detalhe...que da para ir a pé) kkkkkkk adiamos so ate a asemana que vem kkkkk o conversa velha em! assim que o meu acabou correria pura faculdade depois correr atras de jaleco o povo cobra uma absurdo por um pedaço de pano branco. bom hoje to com uma preguiçinhaaaaaa arebaba kk bom tenho que me adiantar vou para a faculdade beijkas para todas vc obrigada pelos comentarios ate mais tarde.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3751403615287254921?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3751403615287254921/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3751403615287254921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3751403615287254921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3751403615287254921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/acabou.html' title='Acabou.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SqlJ4ewyRJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bfp3vP4VebY/s72-c/preguica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8565201935582188636</id><published>2009-09-03T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:24:57.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sono'/><title type='text'>Cansada to muito cansada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SqCH4tB2hvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8QlmkcX5ENM/s1600-h/cansada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377447363310159602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SqCH4tB2hvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8QlmkcX5ENM/s320/cansada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amadas sorry os erros de ortografia eu tava com tanta pressa para ir dormir que só hoje eu vi as barbaridades que escrevi, sai cedo, mas uma amiga para procuramos emprego como nos andamos, ainda bem que eu fui de sapatilha, mas mesmo assim meus pés estão acabados aiii... Cheguei em casa era 2:00 da tarde só queria almoçar e cama mas ainda tinha a aula da faculdade que por sinal eu só queria só queria dormir, assistir as aulas da faculdade hoje quase dormindo alias eu to quase dormindo rsss. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377447365519601442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SqCH41Qn7yI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ah4zfpQZW3E/s320/untitledkjouhyttftd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;
Há consegui uma entrevista para quarta que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; em arebaba tomara que de certo amadas vou mimi to muito cansada beijjusssssss.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8565201935582188636?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8565201935582188636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8565201935582188636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8565201935582188636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8565201935582188636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/cansada-to-muito-cansada.html' title='Cansada to muito cansada...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SqCH4tB2hvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8QlmkcX5ENM/s72-c/cansada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-7395812788447544943</id><published>2009-09-02T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:32:34.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cansadaaaaaa.'/><title type='text'>AAAAAAAAAleluiaaa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Arebaba finalmente arumei minha vida na faculdade a nova facul é linda muitos espaço, mais pessoas para conhecer( mais fofoca tambem boa e ruin ) muito mas perto e tambem mais enconta ameiiiii super mara amigas estou parecendo uma louca atras de trabalho estou destribuindo meu curriculo como quem distribui panfleto af nao posso apelar mas que a falta de dindin certinho mei mata odeiooooooo depender do meu pai alem do mas nao dar para compar coisinhas para minha futura casa buaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mas essa faze ja vai passar com fé en Deus e força na peruca....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Quero mandar um beijãoooo para a Dina que esta indo curtir a praia dela sexta heeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;e um outro beijãoooooooooooooo mara a Mari que ta sumida que nem eu rsssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377094144542900642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sp9GoqlQAaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JqZFI444EXo/s320/beiju.bmp" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;não esqueci de niguem naooooooo ta é porque é 1:30 da madrugada e eu tenho que acordar cedoooooooooooooooo para sair amanha quer dizer hojeeeeeeeeeee aiiiiii emtão para todas minhas fofisimassssssssss um beijãooooooooooooooooooo enorme para todas e um otimo diaaaaaa sexta nao tenho aula dou uma pasadinha qui com calma ta amadas saldades de vcs jskas ja fuiiiiiii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Haaaaaaa amadas cortei o cabeloooooo pena que to sem camera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-7395812788447544943?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/7395812788447544943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=7395812788447544943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7395812788447544943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/7395812788447544943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/09/aaaaaaaaaleluiaaa.html' title='AAAAAAAAAleluiaaa.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sp9GoqlQAaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JqZFI444EXo/s72-c/beiju.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8482771142756255503</id><published>2009-08-29T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T19:59:50.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primas problemas.'/><title type='text'>Ela não contava com minha astúcia....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Spnq0zNsejI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ps_sSle5P7k/s1600-h/kill%2520bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375585823065143858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Spnq0zNsejI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ps_sSle5P7k/s320/kill%2520bill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;




&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oi amadas bom vim aqui contar toda a historia que aconteceu ontem sexta...
Estávamos eu e meu amado tomando conta da loja da minha cunhada&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ela tinha saído mais meu cunhado para comprar coisitas para o byb antes que terminasse as frutas frescas da feira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;em&gt;estávamos lá na maior tranqüilidade quando a telefone toca minha sogra pedindo para que meu amado fosse para casa porque a “priminha”....&lt;/em&gt; ( &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vamos chama-la de “priminha” para não citar nomes tá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)
&lt;em&gt;... Dele tinha chegado para visitá-lo fiquei nervosa na hora não pela visita, mas sim pela prima à mesma que no inicio do meu namoro com bem quando vinha passar as ferias dava em cima dele descaradamente&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quando os primos e as primas ficavam aqui dormia todos no mesmo quarto era ai que ela ficava agarrando ele o mesmo me contou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;em&gt;porque ela sabia que eu era a namorada dele, esperamos minha cunhada chegar fui junto com ele é claro, quando chegamos em casa lá tava ela de pose toda sisi haaaaa quando viu meu bem &lt;/em&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;meu namorido Jonatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haa abriu os dentesssss mas ela não contava com minha astúciaaaa ficou surpresa em me ver tava estampado na cara dela e perguntou “sua namorada? E a mesma de quando eu vim aqui?” sab com ar de deboche respondi “ a mesma de 4 anos a trás “ meu bem sentiu as faíscas pelo ar kkkk não guentei há como diz o ditado para uma esperta um esperta e meia.
Naquele mesmo ano 2005 depois que as férias tinha acabado 3 meses depois ela engravidou de outro primo e ela só tinha 16 anos juro, ate me lembro de ter ouvido uma conversa entre minha sogra meu cunhado e meu bem falavam que o meu bem tinha escapado de uma chave de cadeia.
Lembrado disso não pude deixar de perguntar sobre o filho dela, ela se sentiu mal na hora, mas depois virou o assunto burrada, mas logo em seguida ligaram da minha faculdade e voltei a virar o assunto fazendo se sentir deslocada (&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não sou mal mas no posso vacilar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;).
Gente o problema não foi à visita dela e sim a intenção que estava clara ela tava na casa do sogro dela (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ela não mora aqui em salvador&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;) bem hospedada o sogro e a mãe dela não parava de ligar para ela e ela não parava de despistar os dois, e outra que visita é essa de 6 horas da tarde com mala??????? Emmm? Já que estava na casa do sogro ??? haaa quando entrei no quarto as malas dela em cima da minha cama (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eu e meu bem dormimos no mesmo quarto mas tem 2 camas separadas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;) não deu mas para disfarça fiquei extremamente irritada porque não no quarto que esta vago já para visita? Haaa faça-me o favor, só que ate ai ela não tinha se tocado que eu estou morando com meu bem quando a conversa desenvolveu que ela se tocou pegou as coisas dela e desse que ia para a casa de uma amiga dela haaaaaaa me engana que eu gosto vcs sacaram a dela né haaaa e na hora de ir embora na maior cara cínica “que vai me acompanhar?” eu não guentei “ não se preocupe te levo lá” e lógico que bem nos acompanhou a cara de decepção era obvia bom pode ate parecer besteira mas meninas eu saco de lonnnnnnnnge quando tem alguém tentando se dar de bem em cima de mim há PARA UMA ESPERTA UMA ESPERTA E MEIA.


Desculpem o texto bjkas amadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8482771142756255503?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8482771142756255503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8482771142756255503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8482771142756255503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8482771142756255503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/ela-nao-contava-com-minha-astucia.html' title='Ela não contava com minha astúcia....'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Spnq0zNsejI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ps_sSle5P7k/s72-c/kill%2520bill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-9185044903096441900</id><published>2009-08-28T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T15:34:49.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babadissimo.'/><title type='text'>Tão esperta quanto elas sou eu kkkkk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Meninas Preciso postar para vcs o que aconteceu hojeeeeeeeeee arebabadissimo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;vou dar uma previa do que aconteceu para vcs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amadas quando eu e o meu amado começamos a namorar era época de ferias então como ele tinha muitos primos alguns ficavam na casa dele eclusive as priminhasssssss, e uma delas do nada apareceu hojeee, mas ela não contava com minha astucia kkkkkkkk mas tarde coloco tudo aqui nos miniiiiiiiiiiiiiimos detalhes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375146526350741298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SphbSXbPjzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ooK2xU0xupk/s320/CDAOutra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-9185044903096441900?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/9185044903096441900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=9185044903096441900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/9185044903096441900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/9185044903096441900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/tao-esperta-quanto-elas-sou-eu-kkkkk.html' title='Tão esperta quanto elas sou eu kkkkk.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SphbSXbPjzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ooK2xU0xupk/s72-c/CDAOutra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3331689342040161324</id><published>2009-08-24T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:23:30.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selo, eta to que to xeia de selinhossss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Este aqui foi da Lane,uma linda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373891042599412594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SpPlbl_Ko3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/-ldcZ27FXNo/s320/selinho-sandra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Regras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Convidar 5 amiguinhas blogueiras pra receber o selinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pedir para as participantes q respondam as seguintes perguntinhas e q convoquem mais 5 amigas pra receber o selinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;*um amor?*uma dor?*uma cor?*um sonho?*um desejo?*uma música?*um amigo (amiga)?*uma frase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;1- Meu bem rs Jonatan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;2- Separação dos meu pais, mas nao foi a separação em se mas todas as brigas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;3- Vermelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;4- Ter minha casa e casar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;5- Pais e filhos Elis Regina, Piano bar Hengenheiros do Hawaii, e enumeras outras é dificil dizer uma só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;6- Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;7- " Viver é melhor que sonha" Belchior/Elis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amigas presenteadas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sueli &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://sueli-oliveira.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://sueli-oliveira.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://10em1ma.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://10em1ma.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nossaalegria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://nossaalegria.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://euparasemprecinderela.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://euparasemprecinderela.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pantudinha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://meninasdepantufa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://meninasdepantufa.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3331689342040161324?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3331689342040161324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3331689342040161324&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3331689342040161324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3331689342040161324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/selo-eta-to-que-to-xeia-de-selinhossss.html' title='Selo, eta to que to xeia de selinhossss...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SpPlbl_Ko3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/-ldcZ27FXNo/s72-c/selinho-sandra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-326627822412047833</id><published>2009-08-23T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T10:55:04.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='+ selinhos'/><title type='text'>Selosssssssssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selinho Eu Amo Minhas Amigas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373210078793062530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SpF6GSICWII/AAAAAAAAAJY/nYCnHkqfdcY/s320/selinho_amo_amigas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;egras:
&lt;/span&gt;- Postar o selinho e o link de quem o indicou
- Listar 05 desejos materiais
- Listar 05 características suas
- Indicar 05 amigas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ganhei esse selinhos da Sueli... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://sueli-oliveira.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://sueli-oliveira.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Desejos materiais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1º - Comprar minha própria casa.
2º - Ter um ótimo emprego com uma bela remuneração.
3º - Passar minha lua de mel em París
4º - Ter meu próprio carro.
5º - Ter uma casa na praia ou no campo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Minhas 05 características: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;- Tímida, mas so no começo.
- Sincera, as vezes ate quando não se deve ser.
- Sou muitoo alegre, gosto de fazer algumas palhaçadas.
- Teimosaaaa, ha eu sou messssmo.
- Vaidosa muito muito mesmo, alias acho que não tãoo assim mas deixa quieto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selinho Somos Mulheres Bem Resolvidas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373210087253975842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SpF6GxpRoyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/x_vm6vCqD8s/s320/selomulhers_bem_resolvidas%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;egrinhas:
- postar o selinho
- postar o link de quem indicou
- indicar 05 mulheres bem resolvidas e avisá-las sobre o selinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E as premiadas para os dois selinhos sãoooooooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Coisas de meninas - Jack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://coisasdemeninas-jake.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://coisasdemeninas-jake.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Coisas de Lane - Lane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://coisasdelane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://coisasdelane.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu Amo cabelo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://euamocabelo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://euamocabelo.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;luau de Calcinhas - Aline &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://luaudecalcinhas.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://luaudecalcinhas.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;União de abobrinhas - Licia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://uniaodeabobrinhas.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://uniaodeabobrinhas.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E se gostarem so selinho se sintão avontade para pegar para vcs tambem beijusssssssss amadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-326627822412047833?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/326627822412047833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=326627822412047833&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/326627822412047833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/326627822412047833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/selinho-eu-amo-minhas-amigas-r-egras.html' title='Selosssssssssssss'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SpF6GSICWII/AAAAAAAAAJY/nYCnHkqfdcY/s72-c/selinho_amo_amigas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3071840153426632563</id><published>2009-08-19T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:47:35.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressa'/><title type='text'>Volto já...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SowQTYY-3pI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_YSY8It-qwg/s1600-h/pressa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371686380696952466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SowQTYY-3pI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_YSY8It-qwg/s320/pressa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amadas sorry! estou atordoada preocurando um trabalho affffff to parecendo uma maluca subindo e decendo , não tou agentando a espera da resposta do meu pardinho fui atraz de outras rssssss meu mal anciedade mas tudo bem so passei para dar um oi bem rapidinho to pegando algumas vagas pelo meu e-mail é uma enpresa que oferece ai vou la daqui a pouco me desejem sorte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Amadas beijus muitas alegrias e breve vem com mais calma muitos beijusssssssss para todas vcs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3071840153426632563?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3071840153426632563/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3071840153426632563&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3071840153426632563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3071840153426632563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/volto-ja.html' title='Volto já...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SowQTYY-3pI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_YSY8It-qwg/s72-c/pressa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3651592258958875205</id><published>2009-08-12T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:04:01.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faculdade'/><title type='text'>Ufaaaaaa.!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SoMDUqd6cZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ybdZuFzIcj8/s1600-h/jorge%2520amado.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369138834287784338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SoMDUqd6cZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ybdZuFzIcj8/s320/jorge%2520amado.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu sou Jorge Amado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

Oi meninas perdoem o meu simiço a minha labuta para levar os documentos para a outra faculdade Jorge Amado ainda não acabou, é dura vio amanha meu papi vem (ele mora no interior) me pegar para irmos a antiga faculdade pegar os documento que falta e entregar na jorge Amado e pagar, ai tudo belezaaa prometo que escrevo algo legal ha ja sei sobre a minha futura profissão...



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beijus

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu era UNIRB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3651592258958875205?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3651592258958875205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3651592258958875205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3651592258958875205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3651592258958875205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/ufaaaaaa.html' title='Ufaaaaaa.!'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SoMDUqd6cZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ybdZuFzIcj8/s72-c/jorge%2520amado.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1658621945016403946</id><published>2009-08-09T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:52:34.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obrigada senhor.'/><title type='text'>Oração de Agradecimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sn9TGa52AaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/sYvRJwTD4Zk/s1600-h/oracao1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368100650615177634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sn9TGa52AaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/sYvRJwTD4Zk/s320/oracao1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Agradecemos-te senhor, pela glória de viver pela honra de amar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Muito obrigada senhor pelo que me deste, pelo que me dás!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;muito obrigada senhor pelo pão, pelo ar , pela paz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;muito obrigada senhor pela beleza que meus olhos vêem no altar da natureza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;olhos que fitam o ar, a terra e o mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;que acompanha a ave fagueira que corre ligeira pelo céu de anil, e se detém na terra verde salpicasa de flores em tonalidades mil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Muito obrigada senhor porque eu posso ver o meu amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Diante de minha visão, pelos cegos, formulo uma oração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu sei que depois desta lida, na outra vida, eles também enxergarão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;obrigada pelos meus ouvidos que me foram dados por Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ouvidos que ouvem o tamborilar da chuva no telheiro, as lágrimas que choram os olhos do mundo inteiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Diante de minha capacidade de ouvir, pelos surdos, eu te quero pedir;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu sei que depois desta dor, no teu reino de amor, ele também ouvirão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Muito obrigada senhor pela minha voz, mas também pela voz que canta, que ensina, que alfabetiza;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Que canta uma canção e teu nome profere com sentida emoção!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Diante da minha melodia quero te rogar pelos que sofrem, pelos que sofrem de afasia, pelosque não cantam de noite e não falam de dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Muito obrigada senhor pelas minhas mãos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mas também pelas mãos que oram, que semeiam, que agasalham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mãos de amor, mãos de caridade e solidariedade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mãos que apertam as mãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mãos de poesia, de cirugia, de sintonia, de sinfonia, de psicografias...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mãos que acolhem ao seio do corpo, um filho alheio, sem receio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pelos meus pés, que me levam andar sem reclamar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Muito obrigada senhor, porque posso bailar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Olho para a terra e vejo amputados, marcados, desesperados, paralisados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu posso andar!!! oro por eles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu sei que depois dessa expiação, na outra reencarnação, eles tambem bailarão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;muito obrigada senhor, pelo meu lar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;è tão maravilhoso ter um lar... não importa se este lar é uma mansão, um bangalô seja lá o que for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Impotante é que dentro dela exista amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;O amor de pai, de mãe, de mariso e esposa, de filho, de irmão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;De alguém que lhe estenda a mão, mesmo que seja o amor de um cão, pois é tão triste viver na solidão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mas se não tiver ninguém para amar, um teto para me acolher, uma cama para amar, ão reclamarei, nem blasemarei. simplesmente direi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Obrigada senhor, porque nasci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;obrigada senhor, porque creio em ti pelo teu amor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Obrigada senhor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1658621945016403946?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1658621945016403946/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1658621945016403946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1658621945016403946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1658621945016403946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/oracao-de-agradecimento.html' title='Oração de Agradecimento'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sn9TGa52AaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/sYvRJwTD4Zk/s72-c/oracao1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-50371185317494995</id><published>2009-08-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T08:16:07.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Felizzzzzzzz'/><title type='text'>Felicidade....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meninas a faculdade que eu tava querendo me tranferi me ligou falou que eu tinha ate sexta - feira para me matricular que alegriaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa nossa eu ache que ja tava com tudo perdido, ai nao consigo me conter de tanta alegriaaaaaa ganei meu diaaaa estou tão feliz mas tão feliz, Dina vc tinha razão tudo ia dar certo valeu gatinhaaaaaaaaaa pelo pensamento positivo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-50371185317494995?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/50371185317494995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=50371185317494995&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/50371185317494995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/50371185317494995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade....'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sn2WmKXcteI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IGFJpPX7NXY/s72-c/sorrisoss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-2167740380282438792</id><published>2009-08-07T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:29:14.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selo'/><title type='text'>Selinho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;A ciadora do selo é Ju Marques do blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://juliana-marques-assessoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://juliana-marques-assessoria.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Recebi esse selinho da Mari Cinderela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;1-Colocar o link do criador do selo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;2- Colocar o selo recebido, e os amigos que quer indicar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;3- Indicar 5 amigos que tenham blog, fotolog e /ou site, que sejam ou tenham sido noiva.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;O selinho vai paraaaaaa...

Dina - Era uma vez...
Muriele - "Vida a Dois"
Mari - Brincando de casinha.
Sabor de amor.
Divã da Mulher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-2167740380282438792?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/2167740380282438792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=2167740380282438792&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2167740380282438792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2167740380282438792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/selinho.html' title='Selinho.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Snym-4nTq4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/axqu6vw8Zbc/s72-c/SELINHO_ETERNAMENTE_NOIVA%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3920352780365083944</id><published>2009-08-05T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:21:52.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loucura'/><title type='text'>Loucuraaaaaaa... stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnowH1wWuFI/AAAAAAAAAII/lgS6ZKR-MXw/s1600-h/stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366654817212479570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnowH1wWuFI/AAAAAAAAAII/lgS6ZKR-MXw/s320/stress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oi meninas sorry meu sumiço affff to tota atrapalhada to querendo trocar de faculdade ta um fuzue que só, eu parecendo um barata tonta de um bairro para o outro de uma faculdade para a outra nossssa eu estou quebrada os pes em tão affffffff bom é isso logo posto algo para vcs beijuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3920352780365083944?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3920352780365083944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3920352780365083944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3920352780365083944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3920352780365083944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/loucuraaaaaaa-stress.html' title='Loucuraaaaaaa... stress'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnowH1wWuFI/AAAAAAAAAII/lgS6ZKR-MXw/s72-c/stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-512915490641566758</id><published>2009-08-02T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T10:05:24.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apessoa Errada'/><title type='text'>A Pessoa Errada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ai depois do primeiro encontro passa o tempo e começamos a pensar esta é a pessoa certa?
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sera que é ela o que realmente queremos e Fernando Verissimo escreveu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365412873551919970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnXGlNFeu2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/SwEeazhczvI/s320/o-que-o-homem-e-a-mulher-pensam-em-um-primeiro-encontro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ensando bem
Em tudo o que a gente vê, e vivencia.
E ouve e pensa
Não existe uma pessoa certa pra gente
Existe uma pessoa
Que se você for parar pra pensar
É, na verdade, a pessoa errada,
Porque a pessoa certa
Faz tudo certinho
Chega na hora certa,
Fala as coisas certas,
Faz as coisas certas,
Mas nem sempre a gente ta precisando das coisas certas.
Aí é a hora de procurar a pessoa errada.
A pessoa errada te faz perder a cabeça
Fazer loucuras
Perder a hora
Morrer de amor
A pessoa errada vai ficar um dia sem te procurar
Que é pra na hora que vocês se encontrarem
A entrega ser muito mais verdadeira
A pessoa errada é na verdade, aquilo que a gente chama de pessoa certa,
Essa pessoa vai te fazer chorar
Mas uma hora depois vai estar enxugando suas lágrimas
Essa pessoa vai tirar seu sono
Mas vai te dar em troca uma noite de amor inesquecível
Essa pessoa talvez te magoe
E depois te enche de mimos pedindo seu perdão
Essa pessoa pode não estar 100% do tempo ao seu lado
Mas vai estar 100% da vida dela esperando você
Vai estar o tempo todo pensando em você.
A pessoa errada tem que aparecer pra todo mundo
Porque a vida não é certa
Nada aqui é certo
O que é certo mesmo, é que temos que viver
Cada momento
Cada segundo
Amando, sorrindo, chorando, emocionando, pensando, agindo,querendo, conseguindo,
E só assim
É possível chegar aquele momento do dia
Em que a gente diz:
"Graças à Deus deu tudo certo"
Quando na verdade
Tudo o que ele quer
É que a gente encontre a pessoa errada
Pra que as coisas comecem a realmente funcionar direito pra gente... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-512915490641566758?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/512915490641566758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=512915490641566758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/512915490641566758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/512915490641566758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/pessoa-errada.html' title='A Pessoa Errada'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnXGlNFeu2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/SwEeazhczvI/s72-c/o-que-o-homem-e-a-mulher-pensam-em-um-primeiro-encontro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-4659094238649823249</id><published>2009-08-02T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T09:48:45.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primeiro  encontro'/><title type='text'>O PRIMEIRO ENCONTRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lendo alguns poemas encotrei este que fala sobre o primeiro encontro, de como nos sentimos naqule momento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365409111800586658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnXDKPeEoaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vm46Kq7F2Go/s320/8606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sorriso deslumbrado
Olhar apaixonado
Curiosidade, ansiedade...
Quem não se lembra
Da magia do primeiro encontro!
Ao tocarem-se, corpos e mãos
Acende-se o fogo dos desejos
Dispara o coração
E vem a indecisão
Arriscar ou não o primeiro beijo?
Foi assim comigo
Como é bom recordar!
Da aproximação, da sedução
De sentir na boca
O doce gosto do amor
No olfato, o perfume de cada flor
Que enfeitou e alegrou aquele dia...
Do carinho, da ternura
Dos toques mais ousados, dos desvarios...
Quem na vida o amor não provou
Não viveu, apenas pelo mundo passou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Walter Pereira Pimentel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-4659094238649823249?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/4659094238649823249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=4659094238649823249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4659094238649823249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/4659094238649823249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-primeiro-encontro.html' title='O PRIMEIRO ENCONTRO'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnXDKPeEoaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vm46Kq7F2Go/s72-c/8606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6296526944099850008</id><published>2009-08-01T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:41:06.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FDS'/><title type='text'>Blog de visu novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnUKcCYcUqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/1C3o5L9G36Y/s1600-h/Assinatura.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;OI meninas gostaran do visual do blog amoooooooooo vermelho branco(prata) e preto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;estou sem muitas novidades final de semana friooooooo chuvoso so nao ta chato porque estou curtindo cada segundinho com meu amado hebaaaaaaaa, ha meninas as aulas da minha faculdade começa nessa segunda haaaaaaaaaaaaa, mas, eu já estava cheiaaaaaaaaaaa de estar em casa fora que minha folga do dia esta acabando logo começo a trabalhar para minha alegria rs bom bom final de semana para todas(os) e logo ponho um post mais apimentado so to tomando coragem para escrever beijussssss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6296526944099850008?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/246/68DB48A55F811974223845A8D87D6195.png' title='Blog de visu novo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6296526944099850008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6296526944099850008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6296526944099850008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6296526944099850008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-de-visu-novo.html' title='Blog de visu novo'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6793663481065232041</id><published>2009-07-30T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:09:28.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ansiedade.'/><title type='text'>Ansiedade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnGswDIy-gI/AAAAAAAAAHo/oU6bi50GW38/s1600-h/tempo.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364258572650871298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnGswDIy-gI/AAAAAAAAAHo/oU6bi50GW38/s320/tempo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oi meninas o tempo ta passando e o telefone que não toca afff to muito ansiosa Jesus me acalma rss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu estou tão louca querendo o novo trabalho que eu nem sei explicar, a ansiedade para ganhar din din é tanta que ja roi todas as minhas unhas, mas eu tenho fé em Deus e ele nunca deixou de me atender bom paciência né rsss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu não sei se eu sou um pessoa muito estressada mas tem dia que eu não suporto ouvir uma frase idiota que me tira do serio. Genteeeee pareço um louca olhando decorações para casa moveis af tantas coisas que da vontade de compra tudo rs acho que tenho mania de compra isso não é bom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ha gente parece que meu amado ta mudando de ideia co relação a vim morar comigo heeeeeeeeeeeba acho que é de tanto minha sogra chamar ele o tempo todo as vezes isso ate me irrita imagine ele mas deixa queto eles que se entendam né me meter para que.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Eu tava pensando sera que minha sogra esta se tornando &lt;strong&gt;A SOGRA&lt;/strong&gt; aiiiii Deus me livre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ai mninas to sem assunto depois posto algo legal para vcs ta beijus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6793663481065232041?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6793663481065232041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6793663481065232041&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6793663481065232041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6793663481065232041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/ansiedade.html' title='Ansiedade'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SnGswDIy-gI/AAAAAAAAAHo/oU6bi50GW38/s72-c/tempo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3047391770768742003</id><published>2009-07-29T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:46:42.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhos'/><title type='text'>O sonho do meu amado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;




&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nossa gente não posso deixar falar isso para vcs hoje, o nosso sobrinho veio aqui em casa, sempre que ele vem aqui em casa é uma festa todo mundo se acaba com as gargalhadas que ele da, todo mundo vira criança e alguns especialista em BBs bom, mas é que eu fiquei vendo o pessoal brincar com ele e chegou um momento em que eu fiquei observando meu amado a maneira como ele brincava, falava palhaçada com o Rick o modo como ele olhava eu literalmente vi nos olhos dele a vontade se ser pai(hoooooooo) não foi a primeira vez que eu observei que ele ficava assim,quando ele ainda tava na barriga da mame dele, eu o pegava ele me olhando e uma vez pergunte, o que ele tanto me olhava? nossa como ele ficou sem graça tadinho mas eu fiz ele falar, me disse como é que eu ficaria de barrigão, eu me acabei de rir e disse para ele quando ele visse a conta do mercado e da farmácia logo ele mudaria de idéia rssss, tadinho mas ainda não é hora e quanto mais pensarmos na dificuldade menos pensaríamos no byb afinal nem casa própria nos tínhamos, mas sonhar não custa nada né rsss eu acho que todos nos comovemos quando vemos uma grávida haaaa quem nunca teve vontade, he um momento da vida que a mulher jamais vai esquecer nem ele..
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Bom é isso depois escrevo mas ta....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Beijuss e felicidades para a nossa mamãe de 1° viajem a DINA &amp;amp; o IVAN = FELIPE beijus. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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Bom to vindo aqui para falar que Deus mais uma vez ouvio minhas preces atendeu aos meus insististes apelos para que conseguisse o trabalho que eu tava querendo nossa que felicidade...
Sab vc passa tanto tempo pedindo que quando é atendido ate da um medinho né!? Nossa o frio na barriga é inevitável rs bom, mas um passo já foi dado e agora começa minha caminhada rumo a minha meta, qual é?
Há minha tão sonhada casinha meu lugar nossa já tinha começado a compra umas coisas, mas ai parei não tenho local para guarda o quarto que tava vago ta sendo ajeitado porque vem visita para cá ai dei um tempo.

Bom, agradeço a todas que estão me acompanhando beijos e obrigada pelos posts meninas, to meio brava acho que é a TPM mas, a felicidade ta maior beijusssssssssssssssssss...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363281831153121362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sm40aNgwOFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/9nzNzVd5YxU/s320/blogueira%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1578908026762787604?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1578908026762787604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1578908026762787604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1578908026762787604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1578908026762787604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/oiiiiiiiiii-gurias.html' title='Oiiiiiiiiii Gurias...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sm40aNgwOFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/9nzNzVd5YxU/s72-c/blogueira%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8557378370914609001</id><published>2009-07-24T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:03:36.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coisas'/><title type='text'>Oi meninas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desculpem-me pelo chá de sumiço, pela falta de atualização no blog, foi porque essa semana foi cheia, consulta no GO depois uma serie de exames, nossa só na 4° foram 2 exames para fazer, mas calmaaa não é BB não é por conta das minhas cólicas terríveis que já não agüento mais resolvi de uma vez por todas enfrentar meu medo de ir ao GO e fui, mas ainda não acabou aff que tédio na 4° eu pego os últimos exames e levo para a GO para resolvermos essa questão, não vejo a hora de acabar com ela heba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Há não posso de deixar de comentar sobre o artigo que a MARI escreveuQUEM CASA QUER CASA! nossa é mais ou menos o que eu quero que meu amado entenda, eu preciso do meu espaço, ou melhor, nos precisamos, mas porque homem é difícil de cair afixa nossa eu juro que eu sou paciente mas tem limite, eu venho há um tempo com calma falando aos pouquinhos sab com jeitinho para não sobrecarregar a cabecinha dele (rss tadinho) só que não ta adiantando muito, eu não sou do tipo de pessoa que espera que as coisas aconteçam vou a luta mesmo sem medo de cair mas com cuidado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362165262997411378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Smo85Y_mVjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/qRLCN_ywWFg/s320/casa-nova.gif" border="0" /&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;
O que realmente acontece é que já estamos há um tempo juntos e eu quero minha casa, eu quero casar, só que es o problema Minha SOGRA, Eu nem sei como começar a falar sobre isso, uma das coisas que eu detesto quando nos estamos meios tensos e ela vem pelo meio haaaaa isso me mata eu chamei ele e falei “ lembra uma vez que estávamos na sala conversando e minha mame se entremeteu na nossa conversa oque eu disse COMO EU NÃO ME METO NA VIDA DE VCS NÃO QUERO QUE VCS SE ENTROMETAM NA MINHA TAMBEM.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362165628257489394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Smo9OpsY0fI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5y55YByFT1k/s320/briga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;
Nossa achei que minha mame ia brigar comigo mas ela entendeu, e pedia a ele que pelo menos isso que ele falasse com ela, mas não adiantou muito da ultima vês que ficamos tensos foi justamente por causa disso e vem elaaaaaaa, há para não dar um pity saii andei a tarde toda para ver se esfriava a cabeça e só conseguia pensar ... ...QUERO MINHA CASA... ai são tantas coisas que se eu fosse falar aqui não daria. Nem minha mãe é assim no meu pé o tempo todo Nem meu pai que me trata como se fosse de porcelana, sempre fui independente (não que ele não seja) sempre corri atrás do que eu queria. Eu cheguei ate comentar com a Jack que estou só em busca do meu Lar doce Lar, que espero que a fixa dele não caia tarde de mais.

Há e a cara dela muda cada vez que falo na minha própria casa, e quando vê as minhas coisinhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas como diz o ditado EU SOU BRASILEIRA E NÃO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DESISTO NUNCA, e com fé em DEUS eu consigo minha casinha com fé em Deus eu irei comseguir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8557378370914609001?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8557378370914609001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8557378370914609001&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8557378370914609001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8557378370914609001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/oi-meninas.html' title='Oi meninas...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Smo7-MOMM4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/v4ttQCeD954/s72-c/medo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1828720683487209654</id><published>2009-07-21T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:45:43.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='+ selinhos'/><title type='text'>Ebaaaa mas um selinho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmYurROgMSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mNHGKbf9Gpo/s1600-h/1selinhoi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361023727324639522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmYurROgMSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mNHGKbf9Gpo/s320/1selinhoi2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Regrinhas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Postar o selinho e as regras&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Responder às perguntinhas&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Indicar o selinho para 5 blogs mágicos &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As perguntinhas:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Uma música mágica:&lt;/span&gt; Nossa há tantas que fica dificil dizer uma só mas essa me fez realmente chorar Will Show You Everything é linda a tradução.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Um filme mágico:&lt;/span&gt; Antes que termine o dia titulo original &lt;strong&gt;If Only.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Uma viagem mágica:&lt;/span&gt; Cancun México é um lindo lugar onde gostaria de ir.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Um acessório de maquiagem mágico:&lt;/span&gt; Há 1 só não são 3 Lápis rimel e gloss .&lt;/span&gt;






&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E o Selinho vai paraaaaaaa...&lt;/span&gt;





Casamento in love;

Coisas de meninas;

Eu para sempre cinderela;

Sabor de amor;

Vida a dois ;



&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1828720683487209654?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1828720683487209654/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1828720683487209654&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1828720683487209654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1828720683487209654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/ebaaaa-mas-um-selinho.html' title='Ebaaaa mas um selinho...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmYurROgMSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mNHGKbf9Gpo/s72-c/1selinhoi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6203122145081987616</id><published>2009-07-20T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T15:42:13.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos.'/><title type='text'>É BOM TER AMIGOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmTxiFUVQiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/v-0osT_DOJI/s1600-h/amizade1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360675024323035682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmTxiFUVQiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/v-0osT_DOJI/s320/amizade1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caramba é muito bom ter um amigo imaginem vários, é eu tenho alguns...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho amigos para conversar, contar segredos, correr, jogar futebol ou apenas chutar a bola. Amigos pra beber, amigos pra dançar, amigos de leitura, amigos de cinema, amigos de beijar, amigos pra namorar, amigos pra chorar ou apenas de ouvir, amigos que sorriem com facilidade outros nem tanto, amigos de piada amigos de balada, amigo irmão, amigo de bom coração.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amigos para ouvir musica, amigos para fazer canção tenho amigos de todas as formas e gostos feios, bonitos, gordos e magros, pequenos e grandes, cabeludos e carecas, narigudos, bocudos, orelhudos, burros, espertos e inteligentes, falantes e calados, casados, solteiros, separados, desquitados com filhos e sem, amigos pagodeiros, e amigos roqueiros, amigos que mentem, amigos que casam e somem, amigos que nem são tão amigos assim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amigos morenos e loiros, amigos amarelos e vermelhos e até amigos que já partiram...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na verdade nem em importo com isso, o que me importa é que são meus amigos às vezes ficamos muito tempo sem nos vermos, mas mesmo assim amigos, às vezes nos vemos todos os dias mesmo sem mais nos agüentarmos, alguns são mais verdadeiros, aqueles que sentimos mesmo a falta me enquadro em algum desses que falei e talvez alguém até sinta minha falta quando não estiver por perto porque eu também sinto falta dele é amigo eu sinto sua falta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando não está presente e todos perguntam de você eu sigo em frente mesmo ausente porque sei que no futuro do presente estaremos juntos novamente brincando, jogando, bebendo curtindo a noite, beijando, casando, separando, vendo filme, chorando, viajando, ou apenas calado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É verdade. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É muito bom ter um amigo imagine vários.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Feliz dia do amigo para todossss beijjussssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autor: Paulinho Oliveira&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6203122145081987616?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='text/html' href='http://mulher.terra.com.br/interna/0,,OI3882851-EI1377,00-Dia+do+Amigo+foi+criado+acredite+por+um+argentino.html' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6203122145081987616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6203122145081987616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6203122145081987616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6203122145081987616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-bom-ter-amigos.html' title='É BOM TER AMIGOS'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmTxiFUVQiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/v-0osT_DOJI/s72-c/amizade1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-6236929445498103791</id><published>2009-07-18T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:28:46.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simples assim'/><title type='text'>Simples Assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmJLozbbrsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/i5jwXCn4Heg/s1600-h/bhgyhrfvu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359929670896430786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmJLozbbrsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/i5jwXCn4Heg/s320/bhgyhrfvu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simples Assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu só queria assoviar, Simples assim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pegar a minha moto e a 100 km/h Conseguir assoviar, de mansinho, Cortando o vento que quer gritar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queria conseguir assoviar, da altura da maré, Pegando uma onda, Acompanhando o mar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu queria assoviar, singelamente, Mesmo quando todos estiverem tocando a mais bela melodia, Da mais doce flauta. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu queria assoviar, bem baixinho, Mas de forma tocante, Quando a ensurdecedora tensão estiver no ar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu queria assoviar bem alto,Para que, de longe, O meu bem-estar pudesse me escutar. Enquanto todos querem ser felizes,Eu queria sair pela porta de casa e me ouvir assoviar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Autor: F - B -P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-6236929445498103791?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/6236929445498103791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=6236929445498103791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6236929445498103791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/6236929445498103791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/simples-assim.html' title='Simples Assim'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmJLozbbrsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/i5jwXCn4Heg/s72-c/bhgyhrfvu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-524438074996272957</id><published>2009-07-17T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:57:41.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oi meninas ganhei meu 1° selinho heeeeeeeee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Nossa que legal ganhei meu 1° selinho nossa que boba eu estou bom mas, vamos as regras...&lt;/em&gt;



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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vamos as regras:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Linkar quem te indicou;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recebi esse da Jake &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://coisasdemeninas-jake.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://coisasdemeninas-jake.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Postar o selinho;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Passar o selinho para as 05 amigas (os) e avisá-las (os) e- Responder as perguntas São elas:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Mania:&lt;/span&gt; Ovir música.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Pecado capital:&lt;/span&gt; Vaidade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Melhor cheiro do mundo:&lt;/span&gt; O do meu 1° beijo, meu namorado usava um perfume que nao vou esquecer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Se dinheiro não fosse problema, eu faria:&lt;/span&gt; Minha própria casa, e uma longa viagem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Casos de infância:&lt;/span&gt; Só tinha um garotinho que eu era doida por ele.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Habilidade como dona de casa:&lt;/span&gt; Adoro fazer faxina e deixar com cheirinho de lavanda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. O que eu não gosto de fazer em casa:&lt;/span&gt; Lavar a roupa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. Frase:&lt;/span&gt; Viver e não ter a vergonha de ser feliz!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Passeio para o corpo:&lt;/span&gt; Massagem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. Passeio para a alma:&lt;/span&gt; Ver um por do sol e lembra de quem o criou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. O que me irrita:&lt;/span&gt; Não conseguir algo que quero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Frase ou palavra que fala muito:&lt;/span&gt; Jesus apaga a luz rsrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. Palavrão mais usado&lt;/span&gt;: Porra, que vergonha rss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. Desce do salto e sobe o morro quando:&lt;/span&gt; Descubro que alguém foi falso comigo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. Talento oculto:&lt;/span&gt; Sab que eu ainda não sei???? rssss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. Queria ter nascido sabendo:&lt;/span&gt; Matemática e tango.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os blogs que indico são:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu para sempre cinderela&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era um vez nos três e toda alegria do mundo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Casamento In love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faça ou Desfaça&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Divã da mulher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-524438074996272957?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/524438074996272957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=524438074996272957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/524438074996272957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/524438074996272957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/oi-meninas-ganhei-meu-1-selinho.html' title='Oi meninas ganhei meu 1° selinho heeeeeeeee.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmDvOZNtdII/AAAAAAAAAGA/hSeV4gRCvOY/s72-c/SELO_A~2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1269500361364844334</id><published>2009-07-16T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:12:49.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>Noites de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oi meninas com vão vcs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Espero que ótimas, bom acho que já notaram que amo poemas, poesias, versos entre outras coisas que relatam os sentimentos mais profundos pelos nossos amados, ai vai mais um...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero junto á noite na sombra da luz da lua, pertinho do brilho das estrelas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ao som do canto da coruja;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;para na inteligência da paixão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ver com ternura as surpresas que meu coração reservou para você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;româtico é a claridade dos seus olhos que em busca ofuscante dos meus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;reluz o doce desejo de amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Entre olhares que enfeitiçam a sedução...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;provocando gestos que seduzem os inquietos corpos q estão a delirar na chama ardente do amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E na trilha sonora dos pássaros que chegaram um a um,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;vislumbram com alegria a mais linda sena de dois apaixonados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fonte: (ABO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1269500361364844334?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1269500361364844334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1269500361364844334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1269500361364844334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1269500361364844334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/noites-de-amor.html' title='Noites de amor'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SmAHfCFqEUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/V33Ir4puCH0/s72-c/sem_t_tulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8997171158666709628</id><published>2009-07-15T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T18:02:19.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dia do homem'/><title type='text'>Dia internacional do homem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esse texto é para aqueles que nos acompanhão em tudo, ou melhor quase tudo rss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358856222048981426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sl57V22fEbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9fjVyOaHYXg/s320/Homem_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quem se veste como pingüim no dia do Matrimônio?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;- O humilde homem!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quem é que, apesar do cansaço e do stress, jamais poderá fingir um orgasmo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O sincero homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quem é obrigado a erguer os pés quando ela está fazendo faxina?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O prestativo homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quem se expõe ao stress por chegar em casa e não encontrar a comida quentinha, as crianças com o banho tomado, a roupa lavada, a cozinha limpa e o drink já posto sobre a mesa?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O doce homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quem corre o risco de ser assaltado e morto na saída da boate, cada vez que participa dessas reuniões noturnas com os amigos, enquanto a mulher está bem segura em casa na sua caminha?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O desprotegido homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem é obrigado a sustentar a amante esbanjadora? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O abnegado homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quem segura a "cauda do rojão" quando chega em casa com marca de batom na camisa e é obrigado a dar explicações que nunca são aceitas?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O incompreendido homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem é que toma banho e se veste em menos de vinte minutos? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O ágil homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem é que tem de gastar consideráveis somas em dinheiro comprando presentes para o dia das mães, da esposa, da secretária e outras festas inventadas pelo homem para satisfazer à mulher? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O dadivoso homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quem é o encarregado de matar as baratas da casa?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O valente homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem jamais conta uma mentira? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O ético homem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem tem que passar por uma TPM calado todo mês? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O calmo homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quem está lendo isso às escondidas para poder dar boas risadas, já que se for surpreendido corre o risco de ser agarrado pelo pescoço?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O indefeso homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem é obrigado a ver a mulher com os rolinhos nos cabelos e a cara cheia de cremes? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O compreensivo homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tortura de ter que usar terno no verão? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O sofrido homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O suplício de fazer a barba todo dia? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O sacrificado homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O desespero de uma cueca apertada? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O mártir homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viver sob o permanente risco de ter que entrar numa briga? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O corajoso homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pilotar a churrasqueira nos fins de semana enquanto todos se divertem? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O prestativo homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter sempre que resolver os problemas do carro? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O sabido homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter a obrigação de ser um atleta sexual? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O vigoroso homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter que reparar a roupa nova dela? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O estilista homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter que reparar que ela mudou de perfume? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O detalhista homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter que reparar que ela trocou a tintura do cabelo de I média 13 para 731 louro bege salmon plus up light forever? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O observador homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter que reparar que ela cortou o cabelo, mesmo que seja somente um centímetro? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O menos-prezado homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter que jamais reparar que ela tem um pouco de celulite? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O esteticista homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter que jamais dizer que ela engordou, mesmo que isto seja a pura verdade? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O leal homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter que conversar sobre aplicações, debentures, dólares,commodities, marcos, CDBs e RDBs, mesmo que o seu salário mal dê para chegar ao final do mês? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O poupador homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trabalhar prá cacete em prol de uma família que reclama que você trabalha prá cacete? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O batalhador homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter que agüentar a sogra que chega para ficar três dias em casa e acaba ficando três meses? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O submisso homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouvir da mulher que raspou o pára-lama do carro "0 km", na coluna do prédio, e que a culpa não não é dela, e sim da má iluminação da garagem e da coluna que estava em seu caminho?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;
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- O paciente homem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem falar, de ter que bancar de algumas mulheres, todas as suas vaidades, frescuras, plásticas e outras cossitas mas. Depois elas ainda acham que é fácil, só porque nós não menstruamos... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- O insuperável homem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fonte: (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alodag.com.br/"&gt;http://www.alodag.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8997171158666709628?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8997171158666709628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8997171158666709628&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8997171158666709628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8997171158666709628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/dia-internacional-do-homem.html' title='Dia internacional do homem...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sl57V22fEbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9fjVyOaHYXg/s72-c/Homem_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8573662027258140378</id><published>2009-07-14T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T08:58:11.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Amor e Desejo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Slyq69oopfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T6f7vT9mx5U/s1600-h/x1pAdjo0uCo2H0WFHQZapxWLuL58-TCH4qhHwHMZHk7QWLtTHhDvLwCyYJ-KabpOdF26IKVDjvI38TS5S4O7u5mun2Kg31QL3PNqbWR3ffSE1YzptVgKuMIwxGbnOWQGQqcRoPK2nU5JE4Pn-4gnj0MSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358345586618181106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Slyq69oopfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T6f7vT9mx5U/s320/x1pAdjo0uCo2H0WFHQZapxWLuL58-TCH4qhHwHMZHk7QWLtTHhDvLwCyYJ-KabpOdF26IKVDjvI38TS5S4O7u5mun2Kg31QL3PNqbWR3ffSE1YzptVgKuMIwxGbnOWQGQqcRoPK2nU5JE4Pn-4gnj0MSA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ueria saber escrever o quanto te quero, o quanto te desejoqueria mostrar em palavras a vontade que o meu corpo tem do teumas não consigo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não consigo que entendas que o corpo é um complemento da alma e que, quando duas pessoas se entregam por amor, precisam do contacto físico, têm necessidade de realizar esse sentimentotu próprio o sabes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tantas vezes me desejaste, enlouqueceste de vontade de me ter... mas nunca tiveste a coragem de o fazer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;um passo, tão simples, tão breve...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o de tocares o meu corpo com o teu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;falta algo tão banal como um olhar, como uma carícia na face, como um toque de mãos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e mesmo assim... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amo-te tanto, mas tanto...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por vezes caem-me lágrimas ao imaginar o carinho que teria nos teus braços, ao sentir que seria tão tua... e tu tão meu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amo-te mesmo sem o delírio da paixãomesmo sem o calor dos corpos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fonte: (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloguecartas.blogspot.com/?zx=5cde72ebcbd2ebef"&gt;http://bloguecartas.blogspot.com/?zx=5cde72ebcbd2ebef&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8573662027258140378?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8573662027258140378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8573662027258140378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8573662027258140378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8573662027258140378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/amor-e-desejo.html' title='Amor e Desejo.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Slyq69oopfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T6f7vT9mx5U/s72-c/x1pAdjo0uCo2H0WFHQZapxWLuL58-TCH4qhHwHMZHk7QWLtTHhDvLwCyYJ-KabpOdF26IKVDjvI38TS5S4O7u5mun2Kg31QL3PNqbWR3ffSE1YzptVgKuMIwxGbnOWQGQqcRoPK2nU5JE4Pn-4gnj0MSA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1321886305696328384</id><published>2009-07-10T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:04:20.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pizza'/><title type='text'>Fim de noite com meu amado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlfyYuzDblI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T3YqDtQxbb8/s1600-h/ereew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357016788473441874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlfyYuzDblI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T3YqDtQxbb8/s320/ereew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oi meninas vim aqui para lembra-las que hoje é o dia da pizza , e para comemorar esse dia só comendo uma pizza nossa vcs acreditão que eu e meu Bem comemos uma pizza familia só nos dois nossa não to aguentando nem beber agua rsssss...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlfwlW1LrBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GBCRDmpbPuo/s1600-h/fhkcf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357014806354963474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlfwlW1LrBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GBCRDmpbPuo/s320/fhkcf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A história da pizza começa na Roma de César, antes da Era Cristã. Conta-se que os nobres desta época comiam o pão de Abraão, uma massa de farinha, água e sal que vai ao forno bem forte. A ele eram acrescidos ervas e alho. Essa mistura era chamada de Piscea.
A variação das coberturas foi se amadurecendo com o passar dos anos, até que o tomate chegou a Europa trazido por Cristóvão Colombo e daí para frente o pomodoro foi incorporado totalmente à receita. Houve época em que essa iguaria era comida no café da manhã e vendida por ambulantes.
À medida que se tornou mais popular, erguiam-se barracas onde era vendida a massa em formatos diferenciados, de acordo com o pedido do cliente. O primeiro pizzaiolo da história foi Don Rafaelle Espósito, proprietário de uma famosa pizzaria de Nápole, a Pietro il Pizzaiolo.
Don Rafaelle ficou famoso a partir do verão de 1889, quando foi cozinhar no palácio Capodimonte para os soberanos rei Humberto I e sua rainha Margherita de Sabóia, que estavam em visita à Cidade. O pizzaiolo, para prestar uma homenagem à rainha, resolver fazer a pizza com as cores da bandeira italiana - branco, vermelho e verde.
A rainha gostou tanto da pizza que Don rafaelle a batizou com o seu nome. Embora a origem da pizza, como hoje é conhecida, seja italiana. Os grandes devoradores desse produto ficam do outro lado do oceano. Os dois países que mais consomem pizza no mundo são respectivamente: EUA e Brasil, com destaque para as cidades de Nova Iorque e São Paulo.

O Dia da Pizza é comemorado desde 1985 em São Paulo. A data foi instituída pelo então secretário de turismo, Caio Luís de Carvalho, por ocasião de um concurso estadual que elegeria as 10 melhores receitas de mussarela e margherita. Empolgado com o sucesso do evento, ele escolheu a data de seu encerramento, 10 de julho, como data oficial de comemoração da redonda. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A ação foi da Associação das Pizzarias Unidas, e foi servida para 300 crianças no Instituto São Judas Tadeu, em São Paulo. A primeira deu tão certo que resolveram assar imediatamente uma segunda pizza, no mesmo formato e tamanho, com sabor de calabreza, com o desenho do mapa de São Paulo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O distraído nela tropeçou... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O bruto a usou como projétil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.O empreendedor, usando-a, construiu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.O camponês, cansado da lida, dela fez assento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para meninos, foi brinquedo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drummond a poetizou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já David matou Golias eMichelangelo extraiu-lhe a mais bela escultura...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E em todos esses casos, a diferença não esteve na pedra, mas no homem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não existe "pedra" no seu caminho que não possa ser aproveitada para o seu próprio crescimento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escrito por: Autor desconhecido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3931774032676685565?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3931774032676685565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3931774032676685565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3931774032676685565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3931774032676685565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/pedra.html' title='A PEDRA'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlejAYroRxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7KZ3GGfygks/s72-c/rt6ytr7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-2593095018457987351</id><published>2009-07-10T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:27:04.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincadeira.'/><title type='text'>Brincadeira.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1) Onde está seu celular?&lt;/span&gt; Em algum lugar da casa viri e mex eu o perco rss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2) E o namorado?&lt;/span&gt; Saio para comprar um ingrediente para o almoço hoje ele vai ficar o dia inteirinho comigo heeeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3) Cor do cabelo?&lt;/span&gt; Era castanho escuro agora ta castanho claro ou meio loiro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4) O que mais gosta de fazer?&lt;/span&gt; Ouvir musica. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5) O que você sonhou na noite passada?&lt;/span&gt; Ai tive um pesadelo prefiro não falar.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6) Onde você está?&lt;/span&gt; Em casa. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7) Onde você gostaria de estar agora?&lt;/span&gt; Trabalhando.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8) Onde você gostaria de estar em seis anos?&lt;/span&gt; Viajando no exterior. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9) Onde você estava há seis anos?&lt;/span&gt; Essa hora estava em casa almoçando para ir para a escola. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10) Onde você estava na noite passada?&lt;/span&gt; Rs segredo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11) O que você não é?&lt;/span&gt; Chata. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12) O que você é?&lt;/span&gt; Alegre. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;13) Objeto do desejo?&lt;/span&gt; Com certeza uma casa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;14) O que vai comprar hoje?&lt;/span&gt; Queria compra um vestido que vi onten. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;15) Qual sua última compra?&lt;/span&gt; Um perfume mas teve o bolo afff è pedir d+...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;16) A última coisa que você fez?&lt;/span&gt; Liguei para meu pai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;17) O que você está usando?&lt;/span&gt; Uma saia branca e um blusa rosa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;19) Seu cachorro?&lt;/span&gt; Meus cachorros estão muito lonnnnnnnng, mas sinto falta de minha gata sofia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;20) Seu computador?&lt;/span&gt; Não esta comigo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;21) Seu humor?&lt;/span&gt; Esta bem hoje.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;22) Com saudades de alguém?&lt;/span&gt; Sempre, da minha mame que ta morando muito long de mim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;23) Seu carro?&lt;/span&gt; Ford fiesta sedan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;24) Perfume que está usando?&lt;/span&gt; Florata gold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;25) Última coisa que comeu?&lt;/span&gt; Um pedaço da torta de chocolate q comprei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;26) Fome de quê?&lt;/span&gt; Há já tem um tempo que estou querendo comer uma pizza.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;27) Preguiça de… ?&lt;/span&gt; Ir na minha faculdade hoje é o ultimo dia para pegar o boleto. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;28) Próxima coisa que pretende comprar?&lt;/span&gt; Mais coisinhas para minha casa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;29) Seu verão?&lt;/span&gt; promete &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;30) Ama alguém?&lt;/span&gt; Amo sim. Meu bemmmmmmm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;31) Quando foi a última vez que deu uma gargalhada?&lt;/span&gt; Não lembro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;32) Quando chorou pela última vez?&lt;/span&gt; Quarta-feira Chorei muito mesmo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-2593095018457987351?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/2593095018457987351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=2593095018457987351&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2593095018457987351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2593095018457987351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/brincadeira.html' title='Brincadeira.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-2984957788537710631</id><published>2009-07-09T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:50:41.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smile'/><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Smile
&lt;/span&gt;Charles Chaplin
Composição: Charles Chaplin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;





&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Smile Though your heart is aching Smile Even though it's breaking When there are clouds in the sky You'll get by If you smile With your fear and sorrow Smile and may be tomorrow You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you just Light up your face with gladness Hide every trace of sadness Although a tear may be ever so near That's the time you must keep on trying Smile What's the use of crying You'll find that life is still worth while If you just Smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Though your heart is aching Smile Even though it's breakin' When there are clouds in the sky You'll get by If you smile Through your fear and sorrow Smile and may be tomorrow You'll find that life is still worth while If you just smile That's the time You must keep on trying Smile What's the use of crying You'll find that life is still worth while If you just smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorria, embora seu coração esteja doendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorria, mesmo que ele esteja partido Quando há nuvens no céu Você sobre viverá... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se você apenas sorri Com seu medo e tristeza Sorria e talvez amanhã Você descobrirá que a vida ainda vale a pena se você apenas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ilumine sua face com alegria Esconda todo rastro de tristeza Embora uma lágrima possa estar tão próxima Este é o momento que você tem que continuar tentando Sorria, pra que serve o choro? Você descobrirá que a vida ainda vale a pena Se você apenas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se você sorri Com seu medo e tristeza Sorriso e talvez amanhã Você descobrirá que a vida ainda vale a pena Se você apenas Sorrir... Este é o momento que você tem que continuar tentando Sorria, pra que serve o choro Você descobrirá que a vida ainda vale a penaS e você apenas Sorrir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Vagalume)
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-2984957788537710631?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/2984957788537710631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=2984957788537710631&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2984957788537710631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/2984957788537710631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlX97aOKP9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/fROUi8CL4pg/s72-c/hgy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-46471856058551142</id><published>2009-07-07T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:56:22.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlPQmGNN-BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P06DGG_UKGo/s1600-h/michael_jackson_gif.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355853734793312274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlPQmGNN-BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P06DGG_UKGo/s320/michael_jackson_gif.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Um homen que fez tanto sucesso e que com isso ajudou tandos, que fez campahas e músicas, que tentou de sua maneira ajuadar o máximo de possoas que pudesse só é reconhecido depois de morto?, que mesmo depois de tanto sofrimento quando pequeno teve a coragem de ir em frete levantou a cabeça e continuou...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Continuou fez sucesso será o único cantor a vender mas 100 milhões de copias e doar milhões do seu dinhero para causas beneficentes entre outras coisas, morre um cantor, compositor, ator, dançarino, publicitário, escritor, produtor, poeta, instrumentista, estilista e empresário, morre um grande homen, entre tanto fica marcado na mémoria no coração nos nossos ouvidos seus sucessos .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;São rarás as pessoas que são lembradas pelas belas coisas que fizeram mas espero que MICHAEL JACKSON seja lembrada sempre pelos seus grandes sucessos e que as possives calunias sejan esquecidas como o "King of pop" queria.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Segue um resumo da sua história independente que seja pulblicado ele sempre será um ídolo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;




&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;




&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Começou a cantar e a dançar aos cinco anos de idade, iniciando-se na carreira profissional aos onze anos como vocalista dos Jackson 5; começou logo depois uma carreira solo em 1971, permanecendo como membro do grupo. Apelidado nos anos seguintes de King of Pop ("rei do pop"), cinco de seus álbuns de estúdio se tornaram os mais vendidos mundialmente de todos os tempos: Off the Wall (1979), Thriller (1982), Bad (1987), Dangerous (1991) e HIStory: Past, Present and Future – Book I (1995). Lançou-se em carreira solo no início da década de 1970, ainda pela Motown, gravadora responsável pelo sucesso do grupo formado por ele e os irmãos. Em idade adulta, gravou o álbum mais vendido da história, Thriller.
No início dos anos 1980, tornou-se uma figura dominante na música rock e música popular e o primeiro cantor afro-americano a receber exibição constante na MTV. A popularidade de seus vídeos musicais transmitidos pela MTV, como "Beat It", "Billie Jean" e "Thriller" são creditados como a causa da transformação do vídeo musical em forma de promoção musical e também de ter tornado o então novo canal famoso. Vídeos como "Black or White" e "Scream" mantiveram a alta rotatividade dos vídeos de Jackson durante a década de 1990. Foi o criador de um estilo totalmente novo de dança, utilizando especialmente os pés. Com suas performances no palco e clipes, Jackson popularizou uma série de complexas técnicas de dança, como o Robot e o Moonwalk. Seu estilo diferente e único de cantar, bem como a sonoridade de suas canções influenciaram uma série de artistas nos ramos do hip hop, dance e R&amp;amp;B.
Jackson doou milhões de dólares durante toda sua carreira a causas beneficentes por meio da Dangerous World Tour, compactos voltados à caridade e manutenção de 39 centros de caridades. No entanto, outros aspectos da sua vida pessoal, como a mudança de sua aparência, principalmente a da cor de pele devido ao vitiligo e geraram controvérsia significante a ponto de prejudicar sua imagem pública. Em 1993 foi acusado de abuso de crianças, mas a investigação foi arquivada devido a falta de provas e Jackson não foi a tribunal. Depois, casou-se e foi pai de três filhos, todos os quais geraram controvérsia do público. O cantor teve experiências com crises de saúde desde o início dos anos 90 e sofreu também comentários sobre sua situação financeira. Em 2005, Jackson foi julgado e absolvido das alegações de abuso infantil.
Um dos poucos artistas a entrarem duas vezes ao Rock And Roll Hall of Fame, seus outros prêmios incluem uma série de recordes certificados pelo Guinness World Records - um deles para Thriller como o álbum mundialmente mais vendido de todos os tempos - dezenove Grammys em carreira solo e seis Grammys com The Jacksons e 41 canções a chegar ao topo das paradas como cantor solo - e vendas que superam as 750 milhões de unidades mundialmente, sendo que alguns empresários da Sony já registram a incrível marca de mais de 1 bilhão. Sua vida, constantemente nos jornais, somada a sua carreira de sucesso como rock superstar fez dele parte da história da música rock e cultura popular por mais de quatro décadas. Nos últimos anos, foi citado como a personalidade mais conhecida mundialmente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma das músicas que gosto dele, Bille jean...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one Who will dance on the floor in the round People always told me be careful of what you do And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts And mother always told me be careful of who you love And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son For forty days and forty nights The law was on her side But who can stand when she's in demand Her schemes and plans 'Cause we danced on the floor in the round So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice (Do think twice) She told my baby that's a threat As she looked at me Then showed a photo of a baby cries Eyes would like mine Go on dance on the floor in the round, baby People always told me be careful of what you do And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts She came and stood right by me Then the smell of sweet perfume This happened much too soon She called me to her room Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the kid is not my son Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son She says I am the one, she says he is my son She says I am the one Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-46471856058551142?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/46471856058551142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=46471856058551142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/46471856058551142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/46471856058551142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-jackson.html' title='Michael Jackson...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlPQmGNN-BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P06DGG_UKGo/s72-c/michael_jackson_gif.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3082159835783103646</id><published>2009-07-02T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T11:51:58.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nossa história'/><title type='text'>A nossa história...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlD2M1JBElI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wiouUlGxBn8/s1600-h/usdgy+(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355050657227280978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlD2M1JBElI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wiouUlGxBn8/s320/usdgy+(013).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Uma jovem garotinha recém chegada do interior mirradinha os pais a chamavam de bichinho do mato por não gostar de falar muito, uma garotinha de poucas descobertas sem muitas historias para contar mas, como na cidade tudo muda muito rápido a garotinha também mudou e agora a sapequinha tem muitas histórias para contar uma delas a encantava muito, qual? A que há um mundo a não ser o da sua casa cercada de altos muros. A sapequinha já não pode mais ser chamada assim agora já é uma mocinha tem de se comportar como tal vamos partir daqui do ano de 2004. Uma garota de aparência doce, mas de um temperamento um tanto quanto não tão doce assim agora chama a atenção de alguns garotos que antes não a notavam tanto, certo dia ao passar pela rua vê um rapaz que já havia conhecido a um tempo atrás mas não era tão interessado nela trocaram olhares e um vago oi nada mas, nisso ela lembrava que era o mesmo rapaz que sua irmã já tinha saído uma vez e não gostou muito dele, mas não da para contar muito com a opinião dela afinal para ela nenhum rapaz era tão bom. No outro dia eu passava pelo mesmo lugar quando o rapaz a chamou... ( Achei que ele iria perguntar por ela minha irmã mas para aminha surpresa)... Perguntou como eu estava se tinha passado de ano essas coisas, ai que vergonha para a minha infelicidade não havia passado, mas fui esperta e pensei se disser que passei o assunto morre logo falei a verdade, não perdi to em recuperação e fiz carinha de triste... ( rss olha o charminho em meninas rs)... Logo me perguntou em qual, conversamos mais um pouco, mas tinha que ir já tava um pouco tarde, nos despedimos e fui embora, pensei que milagre ele falar comigo já sei vai se aproxima de mim para se reaproximar da minha irmã comecei a cortar caminho para evitar encontra-lo passou um tempinho ate revelo, adivinha quando justamente na noite de natal 24-12-2004 (o povo aqui tem mania de comemorar na véspera não curto isso) como aconteceu? Há é certo sempre falta alguma coisa quando estamos fazendo uma festa, naquela agonia que tava minha casa então! o que mas faltava era espaço e minha mãe preocupada com queijo ralado que havia acabado e como eu era a única a estar pronta lá vou eu as presas para a padaria quando voltava para casa passei na frente da casa dele quem estava na porta ele o meu futuro amado, veio falar comigo perguntou se eu havia passado como seria o natal e varias coisas respondi que havia passado que tava tendo festa na minha casa e que havia saído para compra uma coisinha que havia faltado... (nisso eu pensava lá em casa ta uma agonia minha mãe nem vai perceber que eu demorei)... Ficamos conversando mais um pouco o assunto meu niver de 15 anos que estava por vim e falamos do ano novo como seria.
Chegou meu niver 05-01-1990(2005) completava eu 15 anos não teve como dar a minha tão sonhada festa meus pais viajavam muito não teria como organizar não fiquei triste ganhe tantos presentes que digo a festa não fez falta, o presente que eu tanto queria um dog, ganhei um lindinho pincher "Dino" no final do dia passeava com o "Dino" quando sem querer esbarrei com ele na esquina nossa que susto tomei ele pegou meu dog perguntou se eu tinha colocado perfume nele disse que era o meu com a cara mas debochada do mundo me disse que eu estava bem cheirosa rss e logo em seguida disse se eu poderia encontrar com ele pois tinha uns CDS que ele queria me mostrar, dias depois o encontrei fomos conversando ate a casa dele conversamos muito sobre tudo menos sobre o CDS rs quando estava indo embora me disse que estava tão sozinho nossa como eu ria por dentro, falei para ele que era ano novo tudo novo quando já quase virava a esquina perguntou quando me veria de novo respondi- você é quem decide ele rio disse que no dia seguinte chegaria da auto pelas 16:00 captei o recado na hora rssss no dia seguinte olha eu sem querer andando lá na rua dele... (podem pensar que eu estava atrás dele, mas é que meu pai não permitia namoro então tudo tinha que ser bem discreto longe da minha rua de preferência)... Fomos andando como quem não quer nada ate um jardim da rua muitas árvores quando menos pensei, ele me beijou ficamos lá um tempo, não conversamos apenas beijos e olhos nos olhos nós não conseguíamos conter a nossa felicidade, parecia que nos éramos namorados foi tudo tão natural tudo tão bom que a partir daquele dia 11-01-2005 nos tornamos namorados passamos 6 meses namorando escondido era tão gostoso aquela tensão que meu pai ou alguém que o conhecia nos visse que eu nunca vou esquecer fora as madrugadas que passávamos pendurados no telefone um dia quase que meu pai me pegou rss há gente tinha também uns certos passeios da igreja rss nossa eu não acredito que meu pai acreditava em tanta coisa uma vez meu pai só não me pegou por causa de um guarda chuva, mas quando meu pai autorizou ficou melhor ainda podíamos nos encontra quando quiséssemos.

E estamos firmes e fortes ate hoje juntos sempre companheiros um do outro, só a espera do grande dia que teve de ser adiado, mas quem espera sempre alcança.

Bom essa é minha historia um pouco resumida, mas é ela, vivida e descrita por mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3082159835783103646?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3082159835783103646/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3082159835783103646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3082159835783103646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3082159835783103646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/07/nossa-historia.html' title='A nossa história...'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SlD2M1JBElI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wiouUlGxBn8/s72-c/usdgy+(013).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-5264815738642206017</id><published>2009-06-30T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:58:34.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha companheira inseparavel... "colíca"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkregRZVgFI/AAAAAAAAACY/L5BxujkaT9E/s1600-h/gftfrrdiuy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353335753090105426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkregRZVgFI/AAAAAAAAACY/L5BxujkaT9E/s320/gftfrrdiuy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como sofro sem precisar, aiaiaiiiiiii, mas passa, garotas me digão que remédio enventaram de diferente para aliviar a colica, uso o remédio por um periodo e no outro ja não faz mas efeitooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;como isso me acaba....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não aguento mais vou acabar com ela de uma vez por todas, apesar que minha mamis não curte muito a ideia de tomar o glorioso remedinho...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-5264815738642206017?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/5264815738642206017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=5264815738642206017&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5264815738642206017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/5264815738642206017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/minha-companheira-inseparavel-colica.html' title='Minha companheira inseparavel... &quot;colíca&quot;'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkregRZVgFI/AAAAAAAAACY/L5BxujkaT9E/s72-c/gftfrrdiuy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1934385595763554924</id><published>2009-06-30T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:11:53.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TUDO MUDOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353880741878060530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzOKy1yVfI/AAAAAAAAADI/Y72ITzo8sRk/s320/flickrpassado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E tudo mudou... O rouge virou blush O pó-de-arroz virou pó-compacto, O brilho virou gloss,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O rímel virou máscara incolor, A Lycra virou stretch, Anabela virou plataforma,
O corpete virou porta-seios, Que virou sutiã, Que virou lib, Que virou silicone,
A peruca virou aplique, interlace, megahair, alongamento, A escova virou chapinha,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Problemas de moça" viraram TPM,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Confete virou MM, A crise de nervos virou estresse, A chita virou viscose.
A purpurina virou gliter, A brilhantina virou mousse, Os halteres viraram bomba, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A ergométrica virou spinning, A tanga virou fio dental, E o fio dental virou anti-séptico bucal
Ninguém mais vê... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ping-Pong virou Babaloo, O a-la-carte virou self-service, A tristeza, depressão,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O esparguete virou Miojo pronto, A paquera virou pegação, A gafieira virou dança de salão,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que era praça virou shopping, A areia virou ringue, A caneta virou teclado,
O long play virou CD , A fita de vídeo é DVD, O CD já é MP3, É um filho onde éramos seis,
O álbum de fotos agora é mostrado por email, O namoro agora é virtual, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cantada virou torpedo, E do "não" não se tem medo, O break virou street, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O samba, pagode, O carnaval de rua virou Sapucaí, O folclore brasileiro, halloween,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O piano agora é teclado, também, O forró de sanfona ficou electrónico, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fortificante não é mais Biotónico , Bicicleta virou Bis, Polícia e ladrão virou counter strike, Folhetins são novelas de TV,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Fauna e flora a desaparecer, Lobato virou Paulo Coelho, Caetano virou um chato,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chico sumiu da FM e TV, Baby se converteu, RPM desapareceu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elis ressuscitou em Maria Rita?, Gal virou Fénix,
Raul e Renato, Cássia e Cazuza, Lennon e Elvis, Todos anjos Agora só tocam lira...
A AIDS virou gripe, A bala antes encontrada agora é perdida, A violência está coisa maldita!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A maconha é calmante, O professor é agora o facilitador, As lições já não importam mais, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A guerra superou a paz, E a sociedade ficou incapaz... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De tudo. Inclusive de notar essas diferenças.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luís Fernando Veríssimo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1934385595763554924?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1934385595763554924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1934385595763554924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1934385595763554924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1934385595763554924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/tudo-mudou.html' title='TUDO MUDOU.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzOKy1yVfI/AAAAAAAAADI/Y72ITzo8sRk/s72-c/flickrpassado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-8793871919272722306</id><published>2009-06-30T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:13:37.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TU E EU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzOlsE-xZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/P7VYOqEkfZo/s1600-h/023_textil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353881203919209874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzOlsE-xZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/P7VYOqEkfZo/s320/023_textil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somos diferentes, tu e eu.
Tens forma e graça
e a sabedoria de só saber crescer
até dar pé.
E não sei onde quero chegar
e só sirvo para uma coisa
- que não sei qual é!
És de outra pipa
e eu de um cripto. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;
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Tu, lipa
Eu, calipto.
&lt;/div&gt;
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Gostas de um som tempestade
roque lenha
muito heavy
Prefiro o barroco italiano
e dos alemães
o mais leve.
És vidrada no Lobão
eu sou mais albônico. &lt;/div&gt;
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Tu,fão.
Eu,fônico.
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;
És suculenta
e selvagem
como uma fruta do trópico
Eu já sequei
e me resignei
como um socialista utópico.
Tu não tens nada de mim
eu não tenho nada teu. &lt;/div&gt;
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Tu,piniquim.
Eu,ropeu.
&lt;/div&gt;
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Gostas daquelas festas
que começam mal e terminam pior.
Gosto de graves rituais
em que sou pertinente
e, ao mesmo tempo, o prior.
Tu és um corpo e eu um vulto,
és uma miss, eu um místico. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;
Tu,multo.
Eu,carístico.
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;
És colorida,
um pouco aérea,
e só pensas em ti.
Sou meio cinzento,
algo rasteiro,
e só penso em Pi.
Somos cada um de um pano
uma sã e o outro insano. &lt;/div&gt;
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Tu,cano.
Eu,clidiano.
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;
Dizes na cara
o que te vem a cabeça
com coragem e ânimo.
Hesito entre duas palavras,
escolho uma terceira
e no fim digo o sinônimo.
Tu não temes o engano
enquanto eu cismo. &lt;/div&gt;
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Tu,tano.
Eu,femismo. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luis Fernando Veríssimo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8793871919272722306?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8793871919272722306/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8793871919272722306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8793871919272722306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8793871919272722306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/tu-e-eu_30.html' title='TU E EU'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzOlsE-xZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/P7VYOqEkfZo/s72-c/023_textil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3506528106255574860</id><published>2009-06-30T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:17:42.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conto Erótico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim ? -É. Assim. -Mais depressa ? -Não. Assim está bem. Um pouco mais para... -Assim ? -Não, espere. -Você disse que... -Eu sei. Vamos recomeçar. Diga quando estiver bem. -Estava perfeito e você... -Desculpe. -Você se descontrolou e perdeu o... -Eu já pedi desculpa ! -Está bem. Vamos tentar outra vez. Agora. -Assim ? -Um pouco mais pra cima. -Aqui ? -Quase. Está quase ! -Me diga como você quer. Oh, querido... -Um pouco mais para baixo. -Sim. -Agora para o lado. Rápido ! -Amor, eu... -Para cima ! Um pouquinho... -Assim ? -Aí ! Aí ! -Está bom ? -Sim. Oh, sim. -Pronto. -Não ! Continue. -Puxa, mas você.. -Olha aí... Agora você... -Deixa ver... -Não, não. Mais para cima. -Aqui ? -Mais para o lado. -Assim ? -Para a esquerda !! O lado esquerdo ! -Aqui ? -Isso ! AGORA COÇA. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353882240428757378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzPiBYHUYI/AAAAAAAAADY/yooU6XNPMvU/s320/backscratcher_0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luís Fernando Veríssimo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito engraçado né não podia deixar de mostra para vcs, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;beijus Flórence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-3506528106255574860?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/3506528106255574860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=3506528106255574860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3506528106255574860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/3506528106255574860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/conto-erotico.html' title='Conto Erótico'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzPiBYHUYI/AAAAAAAAADY/yooU6XNPMvU/s72-c/backscratcher_0406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-1011400151103502640</id><published>2009-06-29T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:19:47.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musicas marcantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ai garotas estas são algumas músicas que marcaram a minha história com meu amorzinho o (meu Bem) a Fran do bbb9 copiou de mim he serio tem 4 anos e 5 meses qeu eu so chamo ele de Bem rss, ha PIANO BAR foi a do nosso 1° beijo jamas vou esquece-lás rsssss beijocas boa noite...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1011400151103502640?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1011400151103502640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1011400151103502640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1011400151103502640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1011400151103502640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/musicas-marcantes.html' title='Musicas marcantes'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-594844660371500354</id><published>2009-06-29T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:03:56.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano bar Engenheiros do Hawaii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzQJMr06gI/AAAAAAAAADg/JKHWWaFXA1E/s1600-h/hotel-embaixador-109-piano-bar-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353882913479125506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzQJMr06gI/AAAAAAAAADg/JKHWWaFXA1E/s320/hotel-embaixador-109-piano-bar-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que você me pede eu não posso fazera ssim você me perde, eu perco você como um barco perde o rumo como uma árvore no outono perde a coro que você não pode eu não vou te pedir o que você não quer eu não quero insistir diga a verdade, doa a quem doer doe sangue e me dê seu telefone todos os dias eu venho ao mesmo lugar às vezes fica longe, difícil de encontrar mas, quando o neon é bom toda noite é noite de luar no táxi que me trouxe até aqui Julio Iglesias me dava razão no clipe Paul Simontava de preto mas na verdade não era não Na verdade nada é uma palavra esperando tradução toda vez que falta luz toda vez que algo nos faltar o invisível nos salta aos olhos um salto no escuro, da piscina o fogo ilumina muito,por muito pouco tempo,em muito pouco tempo o fogo apaga tudo tudo um dia, vira luz toda vez que falta luz,o invisível nos salta aos olhos ontem à noite eu conheci uma guria  já era tarde, era quase dia   era o princípio  num precipício era o meu corpo que caia  ontem a noite, a noite tava fria tudo queimava, nada aquecia  ela apareceu, parecia tão sozinha parecia que era minha aquela solidão  ontem à noite eu conheci uma guriaque eu já conhecia de outros carnavais com outras fantasia sela apareceu, parecia tão sozinha parecia que era minha aquela solidão no início era um precipícioTeu corpo que caia depois virou um vício foi tão difícil acordar no outro dia ela apareceu, parecia tão sozinha parecia que era minha aquela solidão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-594844660371500354?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/594844660371500354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=594844660371500354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/594844660371500354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/594844660371500354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/piano-bar-engenheiros-do-hawaii.html' title='Piano bar Engenheiros do Hawaii'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SkzQJMr06gI/AAAAAAAAADg/JKHWWaFXA1E/s72-c/hotel-embaixador-109-piano-bar-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-9107803065158064509</id><published>2009-06-29T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:12:47.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3x4 Engenheiros do Hawaii</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diga a verdade ao menos uma vez na vida Você se apaixonou pelos meus erros Não fique pela metade,Vá em frente minha amiga Destrua a razão deste beco sem saída, Diga a verdade ponha o dedo na ferida Você se apaixonou pelos meus erros, E eu perdi as chaves, mas que cabeça minha Agora vai ter que ser para toda vida, Somos o que há de melhor... Somos o que dá pra fazer.. .O que não dá pra evitar, E não se pode escolher... Se eu tivesse a força que você pensa que eu tenho Eu gravaria no metal da minha pele o teu desenho Feitos um pro outro Feitos pra durar Uma luz que não produz sombra Somos o que há de melhor, Somos o que dá pra fazer
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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mestre, são plácidas Todas as horas Que nós perdemos, Se no perdê-las, Qual numa jarra, Nós pomos flores. Não há tristezas Nem alegrias Na nossa vida. Assim saibamos, Sábios incautos, Não a viver, Mas decorrê-la, Tranqüilos, plácidos, Lendo as crianças Por nossas mestras, E os olhos cheios De Natureza ... À beira-rio, À beira-estrada, Conforme calha, Sempre no mesmo Leve descanso De estar vivendo. O tempo passa, Não nos diz nada. Envelhecemos. Saibamos, quase Maliciosos, Sentir-nos ir. Não vale a pena Fazer um gesto. Não se resiste Ao deus atroz Que os próprios filhos Devora sempre. Colhamos flores. Molhemos leves As nossas mãos Nos rios calmos, Para aprendermos Calma também. Girassóis sempre Fitando o sol, Da vida iremos Tranqüilos, tendo Nem o remorso De ter vivido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RICARDO REIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-1556943209575045472?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/1556943209575045472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=1556943209575045472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1556943209575045472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/1556943209575045472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/mestre.html' title='Mestre'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SklyrI09NRI/AAAAAAAAACA/2v-dQwXMat8/s72-c/anjo6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-171440155428819563</id><published>2009-06-27T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:02:42.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu amo poesias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Skbp8TFk-CI/AAAAAAAAABw/MycFmc5kSeg/s1600-h/img2_poesias_nas_estrelas.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352222429301504034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Skbp8TFk-CI/AAAAAAAAABw/MycFmc5kSeg/s320/img2_poesias_nas_estrelas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo poesia nos retratam com palvras doces, não que não saiba dize-lás ou melhos escreve-lás, creio que lendo expresem melhor o que penso o que sinto a que as escrevendo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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...Para ser grande, Sê inteiro: nada Teu exagera ou exclui. Sê todo em cada coisa.
Põe quanto és No mínimo que fazes. Assim em cada lago a Lua toda Brilha, porque alta vive.






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&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que certamente nao vou esquecer desta pessoa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8841105393739381364?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8841105393739381364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8841105393739381364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8841105393739381364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8841105393739381364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/certa-vez-um-amigo-me-disse-essa-frase.html' title='Linda Frase'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-3063792554254553160</id><published>2009-06-06T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:09:50.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passado'/><title type='text'>Lágrimas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sisxc-vMV6I/AAAAAAAAABo/UFmpjS-ccLQ/s1600-h/LagrimasNegras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344419756752263074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/Sisxc-vMV6I/AAAAAAAAABo/UFmpjS-ccLQ/s320/LagrimasNegras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como é chato você se sentir sozinho em meio a uma multidão, como é triste você achar que alguém, algum dia ira dar todo o amor que você deu na mesma intensidade, ninguem vai ser capas de fazer isso, só você e apenas você tem o poder se amar incondicionalmente de realizar todos os seus desejos, mesmo os mais obscuros dos seus desejos... Desilusão amorosa? Não, acredito ser bem amada, muitas vezes em 3º lugar, mas sempre amada (acho, afinal cada um tem sua maneira de amar.) essa duvida irei carregar para o resto de minha vida, devido a alguns "exemplos" (que não devem ser seguidos) devido a filmes de um passado recente. Quando pequena lembro de chorar muito com um velho amigo (travesseiro rs) ele me confortava algumas vezes, mas quando o vazio q sentia tomava conta de mim ele não dava conta de tantas lágrimas, lembro de pedir a DEUS na calada da noite em um sussurro que ele mandasse para mim alguém que ocupasse o vazio que tomava conta de mim. O tempo passou, e de presente de aniversário de 15 anos ganhei um novo amiguinho, que agora conversava comigo não apenas ouvia. Ele ocupava aquele vazio que exista em querer ficar comigo, o vazio se foi e deixou espaço para grandes sorrisos... &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promete não deixar a paixão fazer de você uma pessoa controladora, e sim respeitar a individualidade do seu amado, lembrando sempre que ele não pertence a você e que está ao seu lado por livre e espontânea vontade?- Promete saber ser amiga(o) e ser amante, sabendo exatamente quando devem entrar em cena uma e outra, sem que isso lhe transforme numa pessoa de dupla identidade ou numa pessoa menos romântica?- Promete fazer da passagem dos anos uma via de amadurecimento e não uma via de cobranças por sonhos idealizados que não chegaram a se concretizar?- Promete sentir prazer de estar com a pessoa que você escolheu e ser feliz ao lado dela pelo simples fato de ela ser a pessoa que melhor conhece você e portanto a mais bem preparada para lhe ajudar, assim como você a ela?- Promete se deixar conhecer?- Promete que seguirá sendo uma pessoa gentil, carinhosa e educada, que não usará a rotina como desculpa para sua falta de humor?- Promete que fará sexo sem pudores, que fará filhos por amor e por vontade, e não porque é o que esperam de você, e que os educará para serem independentes e bem informados sobre a realidade que os aguarda?- Promete que não falará mal da pessoa com quem casou só para arrancar risadas dos outros?- Promete que a palavra liberdade seguirá tendo a mesma importância que sempre teve na sua vida, que você saberá responsabilizar-se por si mesmo sem ficar escravizado pelo outro e que saberá lidar com sua própria solidão, que casamento algum elimina?- Promete que será tão você mesmo quanto era minutos antes de entrar na igreja?Sendo assim, declaro-os muito mais que marido e mulher: declaro-os maduros.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"FERNANDO VERÍSSIMO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-8420671880605695263?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/8420671880605695263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=8420671880605695263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8420671880605695263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/8420671880605695263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/promete-nao-deixar-paixao-fazer-de-voce.html' title='OS VOTOS DE CASAMENTO.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/SifL4AsRzzI/AAAAAAAAABg/hKdN9un6xzA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2172959868678557280.post-13115011184741217</id><published>2009-06-02T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:00:26.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu.'/><title type='text'>Um pouco de mim.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero alguém que morra de amor por mim... Só preciso de alguém que viva por mim, que queira estar junto de mim, me abraçando. Não exijo que esse alguém me ame como eu o amo, quero apenas que me ame, não me importando com que intensidade.Não tenho a pretensão de que todas as pessoas que gosto, gostem de mim... Nem que eu faça a falta que elas me fazem, o importante pra mim é saber que eu, em algum momento, fui insubstituível... E que esse momento será inesquecível... Só quero que meu sentimento seja valorizado.Quero sempre poder ter um sorriso estampando meu rosto, mesmo quando a situação não for muito alegre... E que esse meu sorriso consiga transmitir paz para os que estiverem ao meu redor. Quero poder fechar meus olhos e imaginar alguém... e poder ter a absoluta certeza de que esse alguém também pensa em mim quando fecha os olhos, que faço falta quando não estou por perto.Queria ter a certeza de que apesar de minhas renúncias e loucuras, alguém me valoriza pelo que sou, não pelo que tenho... Que me veja como um ser humano completo, que abusa demais dos bons sentimentos que a vida lhe proporciona, que dê valor ao que realmente importa, que é meu sentimento... e não brinque com ele. E que esse alguém me peça para que eu nunca mude, para que eu nunca cresça, para que eu seja sempre eu mesmo.Não quero brigar com o mundo, mas se um dia isso acontecer, quero ter forças suficientes para mostrar a ele que o amor existe... Que ele é superior ao ódio e ao rancor, e que não existe vitória sem humildade e paz. Quero poder acreditar que mesmo se hoje eu fracassar, amanhã será outro dia, e se eu não desistir dos meus sonhos e propósitos, talvez obterei êxito e serei plenamente feliz.Que eu nunca deixe minha esperança ser abalada por palavras pessimistas... Que a esperança nunca me pareça um "não" que a gente teima em maquiá-lo de verde e entendê-lo como "sim". Quero poder ter a liberdade de dizer o que sinto a uma pessoa, de poder dizer a alguém o quanto ele é especial e importante pra mim, sem ter de me preocupar com terceiros... Sem correr o risco de ferir uma ou mais pessoas com esse sentimento.Quero, um dia, poder dizer às pessoas que nada foi em vão... que o amor existe, que vale a pena se doar às amizades a às pessoas, que a vida é bela sim, e que eu sempre dei o melhor de mim...e que valeu a pena!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Flórence Paixão&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2172959868678557280-13115011184741217?l=pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/feeds/13115011184741217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2172959868678557280&amp;postID=13115011184741217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/13115011184741217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2172959868678557280/posts/default/13115011184741217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pelaprimeiravez.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-quero-alguem-que-morra-de-amor-por.html' title='Um pouco de mim.'/><author><name>Flórence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05994758010260726799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5SCa1YaTwM/TOqdoBi_a0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/P2yAFUTbXdU/S220/Imag030.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
