<?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-814034410650613170</id><updated>2011-12-19T14:02:30.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matheus' Tape</title><subtitle type='html'>~  Boas Vibrações, Bons Ruídos  ~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6716973805552478454</id><published>2011-06-25T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T21:33:27.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPLgurrkN4I/TgaMHvAn1-I/AAAAAAAABEo/7brq11OUcuU/s1600/matheus+facebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPLgurrkN4I/TgaMHvAn1-I/AAAAAAAABEo/7brq11OUcuU/s400/matheus+facebook.jpg" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMILE!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6716973805552478454?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6716973805552478454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6716973805552478454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6716973805552478454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6716973805552478454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPLgurrkN4I/TgaMHvAn1-I/AAAAAAAABEo/7brq11OUcuU/s72-c/matheus+facebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-4547421787715380454</id><published>2011-01-14T00:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T00:34:54.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TS_PR8OrrQI/AAAAAAAABBw/IWdD1mBUjm8/s1600/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TS_PR8OrrQI/AAAAAAAABBw/IWdD1mBUjm8/s1600/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;As minhas estrelas só &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;brilham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; quando encontram o meu olhar; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TS_PWHibUqI/AAAAAAAABB0/dWNOwoLDhFs/s1600/estrella2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TS_PWHibUqI/AAAAAAAABB0/dWNOwoLDhFs/s320/estrella2.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-4547421787715380454?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/4547421787715380454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=4547421787715380454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/4547421787715380454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/4547421787715380454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2011/01/stars.html' title='Stars ♥'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TS_PR8OrrQI/AAAAAAAABBw/IWdD1mBUjm8/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6592767115218280788</id><published>2010-12-14T15:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:42:51.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Мы навсегда!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TQfE_3ucAoI/AAAAAAAABBo/Y6ZSo2e9CWs/s1600/FITA+LOVE.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TQfE_3ucAoI/AAAAAAAABBo/Y6ZSo2e9CWs/s1600/FITA+LOVE.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="ru"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Я не вижу причин, чтобы забыть&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="ru"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Ваши блестящие глаза&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="ru"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Потепление  до моего существования.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="ru"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;"I see no reason to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="ru"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Your shining eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="ru"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Warming up my existence"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="ru"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="ru"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6592767115218280788?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6592767115218280788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6592767115218280788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6592767115218280788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6592767115218280788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='Мы навсегда!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TQfE_3ucAoI/AAAAAAAABBo/Y6ZSo2e9CWs/s72-c/FITA+LOVE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-3391529723665607360</id><published>2010-12-01T17:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T20:33:24.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Una perla blanca  {♥}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TPa8fcn87SI/AAAAAAAABBg/cJzCyFZ8xUc/s1600/FITA+LOVE.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TPa8fcn87SI/AAAAAAAABBg/cJzCyFZ8xUc/s1600/FITA+LOVE.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Cuando llegar el &lt;b&gt;ultimo sol&lt;/b&gt; de enero,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Podrás elegir los colores y los tamaños de mis flores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegar la primera luna de febrero,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Estaremos vestidos de &lt;b&gt;fiesta&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Mirando el brillo de una perla blanca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y al final de marzo, solo quiero sentir que,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sin ti&lt;/b&gt;, ya no puedo vivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TPa8uUHFN7I/AAAAAAAABBk/_B8ZxmyqZnE/s1600/perla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TPa8uUHFN7I/AAAAAAAABBk/_B8ZxmyqZnE/s1600/perla.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-3391529723665607360?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/3391529723665607360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=3391529723665607360&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3391529723665607360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3391529723665607360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2010/12/una-perla-blanca.html' title='Una perla blanca  {♥}'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TPa8fcn87SI/AAAAAAAABBg/cJzCyFZ8xUc/s72-c/FITA+LOVE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-7810319740573974701</id><published>2010-11-09T16:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T20:47:04.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SilverBirds &gt;&gt;   &gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TNmtG3nk9cI/AAAAAAAABBU/isBuG7zxbt8/s1600/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TNmtG3nk9cI/AAAAAAAABBU/isBuG7zxbt8/s1600/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;Os &lt;i&gt;SilverBirds&lt;/i&gt; são os mais perigosos, jamais devem ser seguidos&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;, me disseram as cautelosas e experientes margaridas de vidro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Desconfiado, passei a ignorar o brilho venenoso de cada &lt;i&gt;ruby comet&lt;/i&gt; que avistei na noite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desafiado&lt;/b&gt;, parei em frente a dois caminhos diferentes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TNmuDGrQ-mI/AAAAAAAABBY/G5lvbT6J9mc/s1600/bird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="119" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TNmuDGrQ-mI/AAAAAAAABBY/G5lvbT6J9mc/s200/bird.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;SilverBirds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora, &lt;b&gt;o que faço?&lt;/b&gt; As estrelas queimam no céu e já não me servem como bússola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;O dia está amanhecendo e trazendo consigo aquela sensação que muito me incomoda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Posso vencer!&lt;/b&gt; - me repito a cada instante. Posso vencer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Até mais!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-7810319740573974701?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/7810319740573974701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=7810319740573974701&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7810319740573974701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7810319740573974701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2010/11/silver-birds.html' title='SilverBirds &gt;&gt;   &gt;&gt;'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TNmtG3nk9cI/AAAAAAAABBU/isBuG7zxbt8/s72-c/FITA+LEGAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-1819803506809888470</id><published>2010-11-05T17:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:41:36.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ontem ♠</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TNRz6TKdLQI/AAAAAAAABBQ/CYijB3pPAd0/s1600/fita+oba.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TNRz6TKdLQI/AAAAAAAABBQ/CYijB3pPAd0/s1600/fita+oba.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, quando te encontrei &lt;b&gt;por acaso&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Pude observar o conflito entre a tua violenta presença e a serenidade do teu sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu tens o sorriso mais lindo e &lt;b&gt;humano&lt;/b&gt; que já vi!&lt;br /&gt;Passei o resto do dia rebobinando e revendo o momento em que o teu olhar cruzou o meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu gesto, mesmo que inconsciente,&amp;nbsp; tornou o meu dia muito mais feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;♠ Até mais =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-1819803506809888470?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/1819803506809888470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=1819803506809888470&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1819803506809888470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1819803506809888470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2010/11/ontem.html' title='Ontem ♠'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TNRz6TKdLQI/AAAAAAAABBQ/CYijB3pPAd0/s72-c/fita+oba.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-399551492052239182</id><published>2010-10-31T14:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:39:22.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pausar e Recriar ||</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TM2v4Sw8aLI/AAAAAAAABBM/XAQDC-Elv30/s1600/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/TM2v4Sw8aLI/AAAAAAAABBM/XAQDC-Elv30/s1600/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mudei&lt;/b&gt; as linhas do meu desenho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Passei a vestir uma única cor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Fiquei íntimo do silêncio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Fechei meus livros, minhas janelas&lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Abri um caminho no escuro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;E me perdi de mim mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Triste, sinto falta do antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;E sonho acordado com um novo depois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pausei para recriar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Quero a vida de volta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Não importa a dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; “Se eu pudesse mudar a vigente natureza, as chuvas seriam frequentes e ainda mais refrescantes. Os raios teriam o colorido das mais lindas flores e faiscariam no ritmo inabalável do pulsar de um coração. Claras e frias seriam as águas, como uma lágrima na noite escura. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/S0EDHPRIJ-I/AAAAAAAAA-I/vOvsxuYUf8g/s1600-h/mar+ceu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/S0EDHPRIJ-I/AAAAAAAAA-I/vOvsxuYUf8g/s320/mar+ceu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;A lua, constantemente visível no céu, seria a mais perfeita testemunha do meu sentimento e da minha jornada sem direção, guiados apenas pela irracional necessidade de, olhar nos teus olhos e dizer sorrindo: eu te amo!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Até mais!&lt;/span&gt; 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Mas é seguro dizer que o sarcástico sorriso em questão, diante de tudo que tinha em mente, foi impossível segurar. A única e imaculada certeza que tinha na vida se desfez sem demora, como açúcar na água. Restou apenas a lembrança. Essa não morre fácil. 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font-size: small; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Outro trecho de "&lt;b&gt;O livro que nunca vou escrever&lt;/b&gt;", de minha autoria.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-2955260794458894648?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/2955260794458894648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=2955260794458894648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2955260794458894648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2955260794458894648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2009/12/matheus-l_26.html' title='Matheus (L)'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZ7LLviizI/AAAAAAAAA94/aJ-uRlebGsE/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-5784303928173035808</id><published>2009-04-11T02:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:40:25.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Um céu de sonhos   &gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SeBECe8ebcI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mZLrT8jttdU/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SeBECe8ebcI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mZLrT8jttdU/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323329569009069506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"De longe, parecia apenas mais uma serena jovem, mas internamente, seus pensamentos eram eletrizantes e brilhavam como uma tensa explosão de luzes, tornando-a viva e grande, mesmo que somente para sí.&lt;br /&gt;Não fazia questão de ser notada ou ser simpática com estranhos. A sociedade se mostrava, a cada instante, menos merecedora de qualquer atenção. Maiores contatos seriam pura perda de tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Vivia então pelos cantos, pensando em como poderia tornar seus sonhos em realidade. Sonhos simples, mas muito importantes, como todo e qualquer sonho."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um trecho de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O livro que nunca vou escrever"&lt;/span&gt;, de minha autoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SeBELysQmBI/AAAAAAAAA14/AJ99m71xllQ/s1600-h/sonhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SeBELysQmBI/AAAAAAAAA14/AJ99m71xllQ/s320/sonhos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323329728928585746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SONHOS. INTOCÁVEIS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parei&lt;/span&gt; e pensei um pouco nos meus sonhos. Será que eu me esforço o suficiente para torná-los realidade? Concluí que não. Posso e preciso me empenhar mais, afinal, trata-se do que eu quero para a minha vida. Pausa para uma nova reflexão: Existe algo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mais importante &lt;/span&gt;que a minha vida? Claro que não! É chegada a hora de mudanças radicais  Matheus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-5784303928173035808?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/5784303928173035808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=5784303928173035808&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5784303928173035808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5784303928173035808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-dream.html' title='Um céu de sonhos   &gt;'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SeBECe8ebcI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mZLrT8jttdU/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-5045715561402360786</id><published>2009-03-20T10:45:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T16:35:32.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aula de Geografia e Português com a Professora FIFA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/ScOtSNvkxxI/AAAAAAAAA0g/dzT0gDVKm94/s1600-h/FITA+LIXO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315282513665771282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/ScOtSNvkxxI/AAAAAAAAA0g/dzT0gDVKm94/s320/FITA+LIXO.JPG" style="display: block; height: 95px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 148px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adorei a noção geográfica da FIFA, que não mentiu ao dizer que o projeto acreano (sua intenção de sediar a Copa/2014) era lindo.&lt;br /&gt;Tão lindo que Rio Branco ficou no &lt;b&gt;TOPO&lt;/b&gt; do Brasil! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315282323552338818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/ScOtHJhAA4I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/jLUZJr3qw1o/s400/riobrancotopo.jpg" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt; RIO BRANCO NO TOPO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certamente a FIFA confundiu a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Capital do Acre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; com o &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que corta a Capital de Roraima, já que possuem o mesmo nome. E &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-size: 130%;"&gt;San Paulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; deve ter recebido esse nome de herança da velha Capitania Hereditária de &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-size: 130%;"&gt;San Vicente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Só não entendi porquê &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600; font-size: 130%;"&gt;San Sebastian del Río de Enero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; não teve o mesmo tratamento, mas tudo bem.&lt;br /&gt;Por essas e muuuitas outras, já sabemos o que esperar do resultado final, que sai no próximo dia 30/05: NO SATISFACTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-5045715561402360786?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/5045715561402360786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=5045715561402360786&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5045715561402360786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5045715561402360786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2009/03/aula-de-geografia-e-portugues-com.html' title='Aula de Geografia e Português com a Professora FIFA'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/ScOtSNvkxxI/AAAAAAAAA0g/dzT0gDVKm94/s72-c/FITA+LIXO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-7859897532663577287</id><published>2008-10-15T18:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T16:44:14.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>▒ O Acre que paga caro ▒ ▒</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SPZqnWtmBfI/AAAAAAAAAio/CkQiAvYbgQc/s1600-h/FITA+LIXO.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257506839345890802" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SPZqnWtmBfI/AAAAAAAAAio/CkQiAvYbgQc/s320/FITA+LIXO.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cruzeiro do Sul&lt;/span&gt; é a segunda maior cidade do Estado do Acre. É famosa pela sua farinha e por suas enormes ladeiras. A forte presença da cultura alemã na cidade é fácil de ser notada, basta dar uma olhadinha na &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catedral Nossa Senhora da Glória&lt;/span&gt; e reconhecer os traços da arquitetura germânica. O custo de vida é alto em Cruzeiro do Sul, uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coca-Cola&lt;/span&gt; de 2L custa inexplicáveis &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R$5,00&lt;/span&gt; ¬¬ Isso mesmo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CINCO REAIS!!&lt;/span&gt; A condição de &lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;inexplicável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fica por conta de que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;existe&lt;/span&gt; uma fábrica da Coca-Cola no Acre, ou seja, a desculpa de que a distância da cidade influencia no preço é conversa para boi dormir. Em Rio Branco, o produto custa em torno de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R$ 3,50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SPZqfFfe_wI/AAAAAAAAAig/SIqrQXuQUww/s1600-h/cruzeiro+foto.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257506697284353794" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SPZqfFfe_wI/AAAAAAAAAig/SIqrQXuQUww/s400/cruzeiro+foto.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CATEDRAL DE BERLIM! HAUHAUAHUA, ATÉ PARECE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A última grande polêmica dos altos preços em Cruzeiro do Sul diz respeito aos combustíveis. O litro da gasolina é vendido por &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R$ 3,30&lt;/span&gt; (três reais e trinta centavos), é a gasolina mais cara do Brasil, de acordo com o Deputado Federal Ilderlei Cordeiro. Mas o que eu gostei de ver foi que os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vereadores&lt;/span&gt; da cidade &lt;span style="color: #000099; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;resolveram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o problema de uma forma magnífica, num estalar de dedos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SPZqWu_HveI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ryX57q6Q-Zg/s1600-h/cruzeiro.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257506553804078562" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SPZqWu_HveI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ryX57q6Q-Zg/s400/cruzeiro.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FONTE: AC24HORAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pronto, agora podem subir os preços a vontade!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-7859897532663577287?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/7859897532663577287/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=7859897532663577287&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7859897532663577287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7859897532663577287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-acre-que-paga-caro.html' title='▒ O Acre que paga caro ▒ ▒'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SPZqnWtmBfI/AAAAAAAAAio/CkQiAvYbgQc/s72-c/FITA+LIXO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-4708398758892721368</id><published>2008-09-05T15:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T15:40:31.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZÔNIA ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SMGFhTXYn5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/jjgE7HpsvsY/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SMGFhTXYn5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/jjgE7HpsvsY/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242618248416501650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dia da Amazônia!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glória Perez&lt;/span&gt; usou o termo 'Amazônia' para falar sobre o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acre&lt;/span&gt;, vou imitá-la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvo de uma cobiça cega e nada sutil, a Amazônia desperta uma reação diferente em cada coração. Muitos se importam apenas com o lucro que ela pode gerar - riquezas naturais valem mais que ouro, ainda mais no mundo em que vivemos, onde em um futuro não muito distante, água de boa qualidade e ar realmente puro serão exclusividade de um pequeno e privilegiado grupo de pessoas (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estou exagerando?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;talvez!&lt;/span&gt;), por outro lado, muitos outros dão a vida para que a floresta siga firme, de pé! A conservação do meio-ambiente é a mais eficaz das armas contra a destruição do nosso planeta (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ainda estou exagerando? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;não!&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SMGFVe8iO0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/zSNU9eHxJEc/s1600-h/papagaio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SMGFVe8iO0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/zSNU9eHxJEc/s400/papagaio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242618045366680386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMUM NA AMAZÔNIA, O PAPAGAIO É O SÍMBOLO DO BRASIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu sei muito bem como é a vida na Amazônia, afinal, trata-se do lugar onde nasci. O grande centro &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mais próximo&lt;/span&gt; é a Capital Federal - é muito óbvio que estamos isolados, longe de tudo e todos (reflita sobre os prós e contras a respeito disso), mas isso não significa que a vida aqui no Acre não possa ser boa, digna. Aliás, estamos vivendo um momento marcante, eu pelo menos passei anos sem acreditar no Acre, e hoje o desenvolvimento pode ser visto a olho nu. E é em busca desse crescimento que o Governador Binho Marques (já criticado aqui em outra oportunidade), enche a boca para dizer que: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Em 2010, o Acre será o melhor lugar da Amazônia para se viver". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhando alto ou não, nós (eu, acreanos em geral e Binho Marques), estamos enlouquecidos com a possível construção do Via Verde Parkshopping, o que elevaria, certamente, a qualidade de vida de quem vive por aqui. O Shopping, com previsão inicial de inauguração para &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;utubro de 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ainda não tem um único tijolo em pé. Se demorar mais um pouco, vai virar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lenda urbana&lt;/span&gt; tal qual o Bob's do Parque da Maternidade e o Diabo dançarino da Lua Azul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SMGFL5_9DaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/xxmHtXDvKss/s1600-h/shops.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SMGFL5_9DaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/xxmHtXDvKss/s400/shops.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242617880830086562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;PROJETO DO VIA VERDE PARKSHOPPING (SÓ PROJETO MESMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt; CRÍTICA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O Shopping foi desenvolvido com a preocupação de que cada detalhe se harmonizasse com a forte consciência ambiental presente no estado"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viaverdeparkshopping.com.br/"&gt;(fonte: Site Oficial do Via Verde Parkshopping)&lt;/a&gt;. Ué, quem se preocupa com meio ambiente deveria desmatar menos, logo, um estacionamento no sub-solo não seria má idéia (crescimento vertical  ainda é sinônimo de desenvolvimento).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&gt; CRÍTICA Nº 2/Desabafo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ainda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NÃO&lt;/span&gt; engoli esse fuso-horário novo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, para finalizar, voltarei à idéia central do post: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazônia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Muito se fala em preservar a natureza e blá blá, mas pouco se faz. Atento a isto, resolvi dar umas dicas.. são simples, porém pretenciosas. Estou certo que o meio-ambiente agradece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não abuse do uso de copos descartáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;É mesmo necessário imprimir? Reconsidere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Economize água.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Organize o lixo. As latas coloridas não são apenas decoração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SMGEuC890qI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Hl93Iu6ozDk/s1600-h/lixo+latass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SMGEuC890qI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Hl93Iu6ozDk/s320/lixo+latass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242617367837397666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LATAS DE LIXO COLORIDAS: ATÉ DECORAM, MAS NÃO FORAM FEITAS  SOMENTE PARA ISSO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&gt; Tenham um bom&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; feriado&lt;/span&gt;!! (Sim, dia da Amazônia é feriado no &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)  \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-4708398758892721368?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/4708398758892721368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=4708398758892721368&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/4708398758892721368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/4708398758892721368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/09/amaznia.html' title='AMAZÔNIA ~~'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SMGFhTXYn5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/jjgE7HpsvsY/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-260041277839787202</id><published>2008-08-19T23:07:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:26:01.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matheeeeeus' Tape   \o/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuOzfkC5LI/AAAAAAAAAhY/GcffZX2kGi8/s1600-h/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236436007045489842" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuOzfkC5LI/AAAAAAAAAhY/GcffZX2kGi8/s320/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Ditados chatos e afins]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agradeço&lt;/span&gt; aos meus fiéis leitores e colegas da blogosfera que não me abandonaram nem mesmo quando eu passei anos e anos sem postar nada novo, devem gostar do que eu escrevo da mesmo forma que eu adoro o que comentam, &lt;span style="color: #006600; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gosto não se discute&lt;/span&gt;, né? hAUhuhAH. Eu sei que estou em falta por aqui, mas como &lt;span style="color: #006600; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;não há domingo sem missa, nem segunda sem preguiça&lt;/span&gt;, fica difícil né?! Mas falando sério, vou postar aqui os ditados populares que eu mais gosto (pelo menos os que eu me lembro):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Antes tarde que nunca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- A união faz a força&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- A cavalo dado não se olha os dentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Antes só do que mal acompanhado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- As aparências enganam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Cada macaco no seu galho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Casa de ferreiro, espeto de pau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- De boas intenções o inferno está cheio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Deus ajuda, quem cedo madruga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Mais vale um pássaro na mão, do que dois voando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- O pior cego é o que não quer ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- O barato sai caro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Perguntar não ofende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Quando a esmola é grande o santo desconfia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Quem cala consente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Quem avisa amigo é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Quem ri por último ri melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Quem não chora não mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tempo é dinheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Vaso ruim não quebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuOrWBNe5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oFk4pgQlOS4/s1600-h/lol.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236435867044510610" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuOrWBNe5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oFk4pgQlOS4/s320/lol.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUEM PARIU A PORCARIA DO MATHEUS' TAPE QUE O EMBALE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Vossa Alteza]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nobreza, &lt;span style="color: #333399; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sangue azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e um sobrenome de peso. Isso parece coisa de um passado morto e enterrado no Brasil, mas não é bem assim, a família real ainda vive (é lógico) e a Coroa tem uma herdeira pouco conhecida: &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paola Maria Bourbon de Orleans e Bragança Sapieha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. A princesa do Brasil não ostenta luxo ou riqueza.. anda de ônibus, rala como modelo e faz faculdade de design de jóias.&lt;br /&gt;Paola é revolucionária, abriu mão do conforto do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palácio do Grão Pará,&lt;/span&gt; em Petrópolis, para viver em dois quartinhos na zona sul do Rio. Eu sei que isso não canoniza ninguém, mas achei super válido. O bom é que ela quer a Monarquia de volta \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sei não hein&lt;/span&gt;, huahauah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuNxQGMeiI/AAAAAAAAAhA/1uwZaZ3qf1w/s1600-h/princesa+paola.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236434869022390818" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuNxQGMeiI/AAAAAAAAAhA/1uwZaZ3qf1w/s400/princesa+paola.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAOLA: TATATATATATATATATATTATARANETA DE UM GRANDE REI DE PORTUGAL \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[The Favorite]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é merecedora de uma homenagem!&lt;br /&gt;É sério gente, não que eu torça para o mal ou  queira ver a desgraça alheia, mas é inegável que essa mulher é a mais sonsa de todas, carambaaaaaa como ela é falsa, arrasou! hauaHUAHUAha, tô de cara com ela até hoje!&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que eu queria mesmo era que a Flora assassinasse (nossa, quantos 'ss', hauhauah) as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chatéééééézzzzzimas&lt;/span&gt; e idênticas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emerenciana&lt;/span&gt; e  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cândida &lt;/span&gt;(sem preferência de ordem ou quantidade de tiros!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejam como seria a mais-que-perfeita cena do crime:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuNhM-wzeI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2Aul4LvmtQY/s1600-h/crime+perfeito.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236434593308003810" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuNhM-wzeI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2Aul4LvmtQY/s400/crime+perfeito.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MORRAM DONATELLAS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Sem Noção]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AINDA&lt;/span&gt; arrebentando nas bilheterias?&lt;br /&gt;É muita falta de senso mesmo.. uma porcaria dessa.. Pfffff!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuK4BGdglI/AAAAAAAAAgw/YRlO7ZJPMyk/s1600-h/new_dark_knight_batman_wallpaper_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236431686721176146" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuK4BGdglI/AAAAAAAAAgw/YRlO7ZJPMyk/s400/new_dark_knight_batman_wallpaper_2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;O HOMEM MORCEGO É.. BAHH, MUITO CHATO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chinese Gold]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Essa é a Medalha de Ouro desses Jogos Olímpicos. O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brasil&lt;/span&gt; só tem uma (muito merecida diga-se de passagem!!).&lt;br /&gt;Eu particularmente boto fé em mais uma modalidade (vôlei femenino), o resto é bobagem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mentira!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uhulll vamos lá Brasiiiil!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuKxPSVjII/AAAAAAAAAgo/jlyI3YUG4Kc/s1600-h/medalha+de+ouro.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236431570269998210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuKxPSVjII/AAAAAAAAAgo/jlyI3YUG4Kc/s320/medalha+de+ouro.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUER MAIS UM OURO BRASIL? 2012 TÁ BEM AÍ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-260041277839787202?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/260041277839787202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=260041277839787202&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/260041277839787202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/260041277839787202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/08/matheeeeeus-tape-o.html' title='Matheeeeeus&apos; Tape   \o/'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SKuOzfkC5LI/AAAAAAAAAhY/GcffZX2kGi8/s72-c/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-1500593848540272661</id><published>2008-08-02T15:11:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T15:40:22.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O Favorito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SJS2E3HUm-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/tf6CKY8vmeQ/s1600-h/FITA+MUSICA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SJS2E3HUm-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/tf6CKY8vmeQ/s320/FITA+MUSICA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230005261914381282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não é por se vestir igual a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que o cantor grego &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sakis Rouvas&lt;/span&gt; é o grande favorito ao &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ESC'09&lt;/span&gt;, mas sim por saber, como ninguém, dominar as pistas européias com grandes hits. O último grande trabalho do Sakis é o novíssimo single &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'Kai Se Thelo'&lt;/span&gt;. Não vejo a hora de poder assistir o vídeo oficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SJS15-HgoDI/AAAAAAAAAgY/YDNU2SXQ8_A/s1600-h/sakis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SJS15-HgoDI/AAAAAAAAAgY/YDNU2SXQ8_A/s320/sakis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230005074815655986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAKIS ROUVAS: 'A DONATELLA É UMA VACA!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Faça &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/134375404/Sakis_Rouvas_-_Kai_Se_Thelo.mp3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AQUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o download 'Kai Se Thelo'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-1500593848540272661?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/1500593848540272661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=1500593848540272661&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1500593848540272661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1500593848540272661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-favorito.html' title='O Favorito'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SJS2E3HUm-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/tf6CKY8vmeQ/s72-c/FITA+MUSICA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-2557312914384053627</id><published>2008-07-19T13:13:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:26:11.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[Dia do Amigo]  [20 de julho]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIjNPxXHSI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1fsuORNlU84/s1600-h/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIjNPxXHSI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1fsuORNlU84/s320/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224777228182035746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homenagear&lt;/span&gt; os meus amigos, resolvi falar um pouquinho sobre cada um deles;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;CRISTINA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cristina é aquela que eu não pude escapar.&lt;br /&gt;Em fevereiro de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1998&lt;/span&gt;, eu estava fazendo compras com a minha mãe na Av. Monsenhor Tabosa, em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fortaleza-CE&lt;/span&gt;, quando nos encontramos com a Eliana (tia da Cristina) em frente a uma loja e começamos a conversar, mal sabia eu que a cristina estava dentro daquela loja, com a Mariana (Veja também o tópico da Mariana). Voltei para Rio Branco e comecei a estudar em um colégio novo, e quem senta perto de mim? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sim, a Cristina!&lt;/span&gt; E a partir daí iniciamos uma verdadeira jornada rumo ao impossível.. presenciei a Cristina mandando o memorável recado para a Diretora do Colégio Presbiteriano João Calvino &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(censurado)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;E pode dizer que foi a Cristina da 7ª B&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; completou, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;multiplicando³&lt;/span&gt; assim o meu espanto. Foi a cristina que atravessou o açude da Beberibe comigo e na margem jogou uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;galinha morta&lt;/span&gt; pra cima usando um remo - mas tudo que sobe, desce - e com a galinha não foi diferente, caiu bem em cima dela, que começou a gritar e fazer um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;escândalo&lt;/span&gt; bem típico da sua pessoa. Na volta, ainda me fez o favor de levar a maior queda da história (acho que nunca ri tanto em toda a vida). Fomos a Porto Velho fazer um Concurso, ocasião em que nos divertimos bastante, é claro. Já trabalhamos juntos, e mesmo escravizados por gente sem coração, soubemos dar o troco. Já apanhei na casa da cristina, a Dona Maria entrou no quarto de manhã e arregaçou a mão em mim, acordei sem entender nada. Fomos lanchar no Boliche e ficamos sem dinheiro para pegar o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ônibus&lt;/span&gt; de volta (a conta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10%&lt;/span&gt; acabaram com todo o nosso capital). Quando eu escrevia minha Coluna semanal e não tinha mais notinhas, tcharam, a cristina aparecia e cuidava de tudo. Mas nem tudo é jujuba nessa história, já brigamos e ficamos sem nos falar, é claro, super normal. No decorrer desses mais de 10 anos de amizade, foram muitos lanches, muitos jantares, muitas festas (Desde o Mamão Café até o Piola), muitos filmes, muitas tardes, muitas aulas, muitas novelas, muitos jogos (video-game, banco imobiliário, xadrez,etc), muitas revistinhas do João Bidú, muita expoacre, muitas alegrias, muitas loucuras, muitas opiniões diferenteeeessss, enfim, muito tudo!! Obrigado Cristina, beijos beijos beijos!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIi82b5vwI/AAAAAAAAAgI/tQxhqufcVC8/s1600-h/cristina+amarelo+rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIi82b5vwI/AAAAAAAAAgI/tQxhqufcVC8/s320/cristina+amarelo+rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224776946503237378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRISTINA ALMEIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANUEL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele sempre me diz palavras &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;carinhosas&lt;/span&gt; (puta barata, burra, basura, etc.), mas tudo bem, eu sei que é só manha. O Manuel me ajudou &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muito&lt;/span&gt; em um dos momentos mais importantes da minha vida, um momento bem particular, talvez ele nem saiba disso (bom, agora está sabendo né), e é por isso que eu tenho uma consideração enorme por ele, que mesmo morando a milhares de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;léguas&lt;/span&gt; de mim, é mais presente na minha vida do que muitos outros.&lt;br /&gt;É com ele que eu passo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;horas &lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; horas&lt;/span&gt; discutindo sobre todas as aspirantes a Miss Universo, é com ele que tiro minhas dúvidas de espanhol, é com ele que discuto o desenvolvimento da América Latina, é com ele que eu converso sobre os Jogos Olímpicos, a Copa do Mundo.. é com ele que eu detono as maiores modelos do planeta e por aí vai, AHUhuaH.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¡Grácias Bi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIiyvQeNkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3sPkn5H9bUQ/s1600-h/MANUEL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIiyvQeNkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3sPkn5H9bUQ/s320/MANUEL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224776772777555522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANUEL CAÑAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARIANA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conheci a Mariana através da Cristina (são primas). No início, foi tudo muito tímido, muito na defensiva. Mas com o passar do tempo, nos aproximamos.. e quando eu vi já éramos amigos. Certa vez fomos a Cobija, na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bolívia&lt;/span&gt;, e por lá resolvemos ir a uma festa no Lennon (um clube noturno tão trash quanto divertido). A música mais nova que tocava naquele lugar já não era sucesso no Brasil há muito tempo, mas nem nos importamos muito, era engraçado ver os bolivianos dançando =). Comprar bebida era uma difícil tarefa, além de não saber lidar direito com a moeda boliviana, fui mal atendido no balcão (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;resultado&lt;/span&gt;: passamos a noite inteira com uma única garrafa de cerveja). Estávamos lá felizes e de repente o som parou. Uma garrafa de whisky havia sumido do bar, e o som só voltaria quando a garrafa voltasse ao seu devido lugar (em 2 minutos a garrafa ressurgiu e plim, o som voltou). Depois disso fui visitá-la no Rio de Janeiro e por lá, nos divertimos mais ainda, fomos a festas, passeamos e viajamos juntos. Nosso passeio em Nova Friburgo foi muito bom, mesmo com todo o frio que senti! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Com a Mariana&lt;/span&gt; eu conheci a Lapa, tomei água de coco em Ipanema e passei o ano-novo mais lindo de todos, em Copacabana. Sempre que possível, passamos nossas noites acordados, dançando em nome do bem, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amém! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIisTe0ahI/AAAAAAAAAf4/KgyuzNA7H9c/s1600-h/mariana+rosa+amarelo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIisTe0ahI/AAAAAAAAAf4/KgyuzNA7H9c/s320/mariana+rosa+amarelo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224776662242322962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARIANA ALMEIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ALAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conheci no colégio e já &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não gostei!&lt;/span&gt; Uma semana depois já éramos super amigos e tal.. (mentira!!!), demorou um bocado para a gente trocar a primeira idéia. Éramos de salas diferentes, mas sempre estávamos próximos porque tínhamos amigos em comum. Só nos falamos quando passamos a dividir a mesma sala de aula (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;em 2001&lt;/span&gt;), e já foi logo numa discussão.. o Carnaval tinha acabado com vitória da Imperatriz (Obaaaa!!) e ele, como bom (ou péssimo?) mangueirense, estava reclamando ¬¬. Então ingressei no time de vôlei e adivinhem, lá estava o Alan!! Sim, nós jogávamos bem e fomos medalhistas no campeonato estadual (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;verdadeiros atletas&lt;/span&gt; \o/). Eu e o Alan somos do mesmo signo, nos damos muito bem graças a Deus e eu sou muito feliz por ter a amizade dele. Aproveito a oportunidade para dizer que eu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NÃO &lt;/span&gt;esqueci do meu quarto na casa nova hein! Já escolhi até o tema: Antilhas Holandesas. Só lendo esse texto não dá para captar a dimensão da nossa amizade, mas a gente sabe o quanto somos amigos. Obrigado por tudo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;milhões de beijos!!&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIieNZbayI/AAAAAAAAAfw/fCMdLytxCzQ/s1600-h/alan+azul+azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIieNZbayI/AAAAAAAAAfw/fCMdLytxCzQ/s320/alan+azul+azul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224776420090932002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALANDERSON RAMALHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;MAYRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mayra&lt;/span&gt; é aquela que chega chamando atenção. Desde os tempos do colégio ela dava um jeitinho de aparecer: sempre chegava atrasada e geralmente com os acessórios mais bregas do planeta por todo o corpo.. todos olhavam, é claro. Pois bem, o tempo passou e ela se aproximou, logo estávamos amigos. Nesse tempo, a gente passou por muita coisa juntos, não vou contar tudo, até porque a memória me falha, mas a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mayra já&lt;/span&gt; derrubou drink de leite em cima de mim em plena Summer, me queimou com cera quente, fez minhas unhas, me levou para o salão quando fiquei loiro, se formou comigo, fez exame da OAB do meu lado (por isso a gente não passou ¬¬), me chamou para ser &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;padrinho&lt;/span&gt; da sua filha Ana Sophia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. vixe, muita coisa!!! E isso tem preço? Claro que não, nem para quem tem Mastercard. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um beijo enooorrrrrme comadre!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIiUyr15_I/AAAAAAAAAfo/GkMqYzo6uqw/s1600-h/mariana+azul+verde.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIiUyr15_I/AAAAAAAAAfo/GkMqYzo6uqw/s320/mariana+azul+verde.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224776258301585394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYRA VILLASANTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DÉBORA - PUFT \O/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Débora é aquela, libriana que nem eu. Nos conhecemos ano passado, em plena Expoacre (trauma daqueles dias, mas nem tudo é desgraça né?! Olha aí, serviu para isso). Nosso papo é recheado de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muuuita diversão&lt;/span&gt;. Mesmo quando o clima não está muito bom, sempre conseguimos rir um pouco, é nosso jeito. Ficamos chocados com os mesmos acontecimentos, com as mesmas pessoas.. Trocamos músicas, imagens, scraps memoráveis e bons fluidos. Espero que dure muito tempo, muito mesmo. Entre a gente, é tudo tão simples, tão natural =) . Ainda vamos abrir uma loja especializada em vender artigos para baratas, gnomos, floristas e bixas uó. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obrigado por tudo querida&lt;/span&gt;, bejinhoss!!  =***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIiMgRuu8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/ldN_xWDpqXA/s1600-h/D%C3%89BORA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIiMgRuu8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/ldN_xWDpqXA/s320/D%C3%89BORA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224776115921271746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;DÉBORA AGUIAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;SUZY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando eu conheci a Suzy'Ane no início da faculdade, não gostava dela.. pronto, falei!! Mas a gente foi mudando de sala, mudando de carteira e acabamos nos sentando próximos um do outro. Então viramos grandes amigos.. nossa vida é um cenário &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kitsch&lt;/span&gt;: prata clara, salsicha, brinco de bolinhas, provas coladas, sanduíches do bolinha, festinhas na sala de aula,  dona beatriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiz, professores filhos de uma égua, horas ao telefone, etc.&lt;br /&gt;A Suzy é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;irretocável&lt;/span&gt;, não temos atritos, e geralmente, a gente nem precisa comentar sobre um assunto.. pois certamente vamos saber a opinião do outro. E a gente segue assim, sempre nos falamos e pá, é muito bom! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milhões de Beijos Suzy, adoro você muitão mesmo! Tu és a aquariana da minha vida!!  ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIhoWhYKoI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_e-ffJIQE8c/s1600-h/suzy+amarelo+azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIhoWhYKoI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_e-ffJIQE8c/s320/suzy+amarelo+azul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224775494827256450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUZY BAYÚM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;ADRIANA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente passou um bom tempo sem se falar (no auge da minha ignorância e estupidez, fase esta morta e enterrada!!), aos poucos retomamos a nossa amizade. A proximidade nunca mais foi a mesma, mas o carinho &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não diminuiu nem um pouco&lt;/span&gt;. Sinto falta da gente se falar pelo telefone e de saber o que está acontecendo com ela. Agora ela vai morar fora do Brasil, e aí a coisa vai ficar um pouco mais complicada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adriana,&lt;/span&gt; deixando de lado a briga do estojo, a tua mochila que eu rasguei.. ter que aguentar você falando em Silverchair 29 horas por dia e ainda aturar o teu mau gosto para escolher namorado (ok, você acertou dessa vez, admito!).. nunca esqueça que você tem um lugar enorme no meu coração. E te prepara, um dia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a gente&lt;/span&gt; joga a mochila (sem ser aquela rasgada) nas costas e vai surfar na Austrália, ok??!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um trilhão de beijos =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIhiWALDmI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TY-X9TcFiqY/s1600-h/kloster+vermelho+azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIhiWALDmI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TY-X9TcFiqY/s320/kloster+vermelho+azul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224775391608770146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADRIANA KLOSTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YURI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deixei para escrever o texto do Yuri por último. Quando eu vi o Yuri pela &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;primeira vez&lt;/span&gt; na minha vida, pensei: 'que menino bixa!'. Não demorou e logo descobri que tínhamos amigos em comum, e foi isso que nos aproximou. Aqueles amigos já eram e agora é só a gente mesmo. Saímos para uma festa em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt; e pronto, foi nosso ponto de partida. De lá pra cá tivemos outras quatro bilhões de festas, muitas ótimas, muitas péssimas, mas o saldo é positivo. Temos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nosso&lt;/span&gt; próprio drink,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nossa&lt;/span&gt; própria rua, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nosso&lt;/span&gt; próprio repertório musical (compreendido por poucos) e pá! Fazemos parte também de uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mega sociedade secreta&lt;/span&gt; na Internet *-*, estudamos na&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mesma&lt;/span&gt; Universidade, nos destruimos na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mesma&lt;/span&gt; academia.. só não freqüentamos o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mesmo&lt;/span&gt; salão (o que é muito óbvio!!). O Yuri deixa a gente esperando horas por ele, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;tranca o carro com a chave dentro&lt;/span&gt;, desfila no meio da rua e serve de ímã para gente uó.. mas como sou paciente e tranqüilo, relevo tudo isso, porque ele é um bom amigo e merece essa consideração. Valeu Blosh!!!! Até mais \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIhHoqy8PI/AAAAAAAAAeo/689S_v022mk/s1600-h/yuri+azul+amarelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIhHoqy8PI/AAAAAAAAAeo/689S_v022mk/s320/yuri+azul+amarelo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224774932762915058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YURI MARCEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro todos vocês!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-2557312914384053627?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/2557312914384053627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=2557312914384053627&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2557312914384053627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2557312914384053627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/07/dia-do-amigo-20-de-julho.html' title='[Dia do Amigo]  [20 de julho]'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SIIjNPxXHSI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1fsuORNlU84/s72-c/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-4538343710419806316</id><published>2008-07-13T12:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T12:51:15.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock''''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SHoxlTL0U7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/_6-Z65VtnhM/s1600-h/FITA+MUSICA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SHoxlTL0U7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/_6-Z65VtnhM/s320/FITA+MUSICA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222541234764272562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No dia Mundial do &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Uma homenagem aos reis de ontem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SHoxfmB5FAI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Ot-uS_nnNoI/s1600-h/beat.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SHoxfmB5FAI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Ot-uS_nnNoI/s400/beat.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222541136743699458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEATLES: KINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E aos grandes de hoje:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SHoxaQb7StI/AAAAAAAAAeE/n68tDQCkxt4/s1600-h/coldplay_leaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SHoxaQb7StI/AAAAAAAAAeE/n68tDQCkxt4/s400/coldplay_leaning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222541045047970514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;COLDPLAY: SOFISTICADOS E MODERNOS ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-4538343710419806316?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/4538343710419806316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=4538343710419806316&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/4538343710419806316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/4538343710419806316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/07/rock.html' title='Rock&apos;&apos;&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SHoxlTL0U7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/_6-Z65VtnhM/s72-c/FITA+MUSICA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6513036795041695331</id><published>2008-06-29T22:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:27:44.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[~~]  Lençol e Selo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGhGHnlOQ1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/meVHfpdrKIk/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGhGHnlOQ1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/meVHfpdrKIk/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217497265006854994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estava organizando os arquivos no computador e, para a minha surpresa, me deparei com essas estampas. Daí lembrei que eu já as conhecia, pois se não me falha a memória, minha avó tinha (ou ainda tem, não sei) uns lençóis com essas mesmas estampas.&lt;br /&gt;Deu saudade de quando eu era criança &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGhFL3qyreI/AAAAAAAAAds/P0E_BxVkqp4/s1600-h/estampas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGhFL3qyreI/AAAAAAAAAds/P0E_BxVkqp4/s320/estampas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217496238533029346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUERO ESSAS ESTAMPAS EM TUDO AGORA: BANCO DE CARRO, TAPETE, SOFÁ, TOALHA DE MESA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Por um acaso, preciso de lençóis novos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveito a oportunidade para agradecer o Selo que ganhei do Cansei de Ser Cult =D&lt;br /&gt;Muitíssimo obrigado meu querido, valeu mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGhf7a3Y_xI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8XT3AvIy6Ho/s1600-h/SELO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGhf7a3Y_xI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8XT3AvIy6Ho/s320/SELO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217525642737286930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATHEUS' TAPE MAKES YOU THINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6513036795041695331?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6513036795041695331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6513036795041695331&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6513036795041695331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6513036795041695331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/06/lenol.html' title='[~~]  Lençol e Selo'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGhGHnlOQ1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/meVHfpdrKIk/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-8663432489712901054</id><published>2008-06-26T14:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:20:29.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Se Deus é brasileiro..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGPdFztrjkI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ouBYKp1Mb2M/s1600-h/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGPdFztrjkI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ouBYKp1Mb2M/s320/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216255885276057154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;O Papa é Flamenguista!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGPc-Wk6_UI/AAAAAAAAAdc/xLxFTCs0jjY/s1600-h/Papa+Flamengo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGPc-Wk6_UI/AAAAAAAAAdc/xLxFTCs0jjY/s400/Papa+Flamengo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216255757195607362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SANTIFICADOS SEJAM OS NOSSOS GOLS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-8663432489712901054?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/8663432489712901054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=8663432489712901054&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8663432489712901054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8663432489712901054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/06/se-deus-brasileiro.html' title='Se Deus é brasileiro..'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SGPdFztrjkI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ouBYKp1Mb2M/s72-c/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-2839798313485174659</id><published>2008-06-20T01:22:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:25:42.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>↔   To Smoke   ↔</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFtTZqR6RRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/7949PZl_Q9Y/s1600-h/FITA+DI%C3%81RIO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFtTZqR6RRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/7949PZl_Q9Y/s320/FITA+DI%C3%81RIO.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213852693922727186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mãe:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Filho vem cá, quero te perguntar uma coisa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu:&lt;/span&gt; Diga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mãe:&lt;/span&gt; Você está fumando? achei cinzas de cigarro no meu cinzeiro e ele estava limpo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu:&lt;/span&gt; Tô fumando não..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mãe:&lt;/span&gt; Está sim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu:&lt;/span&gt; ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;▓▓▓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;▓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;▓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;▓&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, vamos lá! Eu não tenho a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;menor pretensão&lt;/span&gt; de fazer uso de fumo, seja ele entorpecente ou lícito. E nem é pelas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;200 mil pessoas que morrem&lt;/span&gt; por ano no Brasil por culpa do cigarro, mas sim por um motivo muito mais simples: fumar não me seduz em nada. Aproveito a oportunidade e estendo meu repúdio a narcóticos em geral, cachaça pitú e loiras geladas tipo nova schin, produtos dos quais eu mantenho distância não pelo mal que fazem ou por não me seduzirem.. mas porque são &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cafonas&lt;/span&gt; mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de cigarro e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ponto final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masss&lt;/span&gt; se um dia eu me render a esse, que é um dos piores vícios da humanidade, que seja com um certo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;charme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFtTQXeVlqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/BZOgwHXJLCQ/s1600-h/cigarros+finos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFtTQXeVlqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/BZOgwHXJLCQ/s400/cigarros+finos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213852534255752866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOLDEN GATE, SILK CUT, VOGUE E CAPRI LIGHTS: UM MÍNIMO DE ELEGÂNCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois fumar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Free, Carlton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Master&lt;/span&gt; é muito flau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-2839798313485174659?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/2839798313485174659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=2839798313485174659&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2839798313485174659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2839798313485174659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-smoke.html' title='↔   To Smoke   ↔'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFtTZqR6RRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/7949PZl_Q9Y/s72-c/FITA+DI%C3%81RIO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-1196857757646298231</id><published>2008-06-12T12:59:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:50:18.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[[ Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFFk0Vys80I/AAAAAAAAAcw/oEqlQfS2JKo/s1600-h/FITA+LOVE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFFk0Vys80I/AAAAAAAAAcw/oEqlQfS2JKo/s320/FITA+LOVE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211057094210155330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Um amor de Príncipe]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pequeno Príncipe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a sua &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rosa&lt;/span&gt; e não media esforços para vê-la satisfeita, mesmo sabendo, no fundo, que ela não merecia. Ele protegia e cuidava do seu amor todos os dias, atendia os seus caprichos e ouvia atento às suas reclamações.&lt;br /&gt;E quando estavam distantes um do outro, a saudade tomava conta do coração do menino, que morreu sem poder se despedir.&lt;br /&gt;O amor do Pequeno Príncipe é um dos mais lindos que conheço e merece todas as homenagens &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFFktRCK5tI/AAAAAAAAAco/A35g6Jdj7FI/s1600-h/pequeno-principe+rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFFktRCK5tI/AAAAAAAAAco/A35g6Jdj7FI/s400/pequeno-principe+rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211056972673771218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PEQUENO PRÍNCIPE: JOVEM DEMAIS PARA ENTENDER O AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;[A origem do Amor]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Matheus Gomes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nasceu numa explosão,&lt;br /&gt;No meio da poeira cósmica,&lt;br /&gt;Muito distante daqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Implacável, atravessou todo o universo com uma força jamais vista..&lt;br /&gt;Destruiu sem dó o que via pela frente.&lt;br /&gt;Nada o deteve, não seria possível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pobres buracos negros,&lt;br /&gt;Estrelas, planetas, galáxias inteiras.. totalmente dizimados,&lt;br /&gt;Da sua existência não restou nem a lembrança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou então à Terra,&lt;br /&gt;E desacelerou,&lt;br /&gt;Decidiu aqui ficar, e mudar para sempre os caminhos da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atingiu a todos sob a forma de raios multicoloridos;&lt;br /&gt;Cada ser reagiu de uma forma diferente,&lt;br /&gt;Uns sustentaram nele a sua vida, outros por ele morreram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se bom ou ruim, não sei.. mas uma coisa é certa,&lt;br /&gt;O homem nunca mais foi o mesmo após o ataque do maior dos extraterrestes: o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFFkjS5i5bI/AAAAAAAAAcg/RV7_dqvfV6I/s1600-h/amorrrrrr.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFFkjS5i5bI/AAAAAAAAAcg/RV7_dqvfV6I/s320/amorrrrrr.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211056801375774130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.. E O AMOR DISSE: TE DESTRUO EM UMA FRAÇÃO DE SEGUNDO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até Mais!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-1196857757646298231?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/1196857757646298231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=1196857757646298231&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1196857757646298231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1196857757646298231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/06/love.html' title='[[ Love'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SFFk0Vys80I/AAAAAAAAAcw/oEqlQfS2JKo/s72-c/FITA+LOVE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-718102421134170072</id><published>2008-06-07T03:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T03:28:10.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[Eu publico o que eu quiser!! ~ Será?]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEpB4R8tlhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CNuTEn5cKz4/s1600-h/FITA+LEGAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEpB4R8tlhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CNuTEn5cKz4/s320/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209048354153928210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neste sábado &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(07/06) &lt;/span&gt;é comemorado o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dia da Liberdade de Imprensa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Essa liberdade toda já deu muito o que falar. Durante toda a minha vida concordei e discordei de muita coisa a respeito disso.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos jornalistas fazem o possível e impossível para divulgarem uma certa notícia, até aí tudo bem, pois vivem disso. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas para tudo há um limite&lt;/span&gt;, inclusive para essa liberdade toda. E é para regular tudo aquilo que influencia a vida do homem (excluindo os eventos naturais, é claro) que existem as leis. A imprensa ganhou força com a chegada da Constituição Federal de 1988; já que esta, além de inserir o dever de informar e ser informado, trouxe o direito de resposta e ainda aboliu a nossa nada saudosa e velha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;censura&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Não nos surpreende que a norma infraconstitucional está ultrapassada, isso é comum no Brasil (O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CC&lt;/span&gt; só foi reformado em 2002; O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CP&lt;/span&gt; é o mesmo desde a década de 40, etc). A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lei nº 5.250&lt;/span&gt; de 14.03.67 não atende as necessidades de nenhum interessado. Por outro lado, o projeto da nova lei não é dos mais interessantes, a punição com multa de até 50 mil reais para jornalistas no caso de danos morais, por exemplo, é ridícula, e por aí vai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Torço &lt;/span&gt;para que cada profissional da área faça bom uso da liberdade e trabalhe com ética e dignidade, para que o seu trabalho nunca reflita de forma negativa em nossa sociedade. A função da imprensa é, além de divulgar notícia de interesse relevante, difundir conhecimento sem abusar dos fatos. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aproveito a oportunidade&lt;/span&gt; para parabenizar os envolvidos neste tipo de trabalho, que é muito bonito e essencial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEpBdeNZPoI/AAAAAAAAAcI/J0tgXLJXwb0/s1600-h/imprensa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEpBdeNZPoI/AAAAAAAAAcI/J0tgXLJXwb0/s320/imprensa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209047893588655746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTRA! LEIA AQUI O QUE PODE E O QUE NÃO PODE SER PUBLICADO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-718102421134170072?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/718102421134170072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=718102421134170072&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/718102421134170072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/718102421134170072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/06/eu-publico-o-que-eu-quiser-ser.html' title='[Eu publico o que eu quiser!! ~ Será?]'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEpB4R8tlhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CNuTEn5cKz4/s72-c/FITA+LEGAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6304383758521601275</id><published>2008-06-02T20:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:40:04.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wakin' Up   [~][~]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEScsZGVCmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Jy0WH1Nyr0A/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEScsZGVCmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Jy0WH1Nyr0A/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207459355612744290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acordei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Num giro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E então teu nome surgiu em minha mente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parei, apreciei;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Era como se me desse os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buenos días&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas tu não estavas alí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da mesma forma como não esteve nas noites anteriores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passei então a sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Com um dia poder acordar ao teu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nem que fosse apenas sonho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nem que fosse apenas por 2 segundos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEScVz9zcJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/I4nCsLRoN7Y/s1600-h/kol2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEScVz9zcJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/I4nCsLRoN7Y/s200/kol2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207458967687753874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EU, DREAMIN'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6304383758521601275?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6304383758521601275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6304383758521601275&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6304383758521601275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6304383758521601275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/06/wakin-up.html' title='Wakin&apos; Up   [~][~]'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEScsZGVCmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Jy0WH1Nyr0A/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6389407823551503012</id><published>2008-05-30T12:45:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:58:23.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia das Bandeiras [30 de maio]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBZDfeFwgI/AAAAAAAAAbo/y2K3lXR8E2I/s1600-h/FITA+LEGAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBZDfeFwgI/AAAAAAAAAbo/y2K3lXR8E2I/s320/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206259085762478594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desde criança sempre gostei de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bandeiras&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Além de terem uma imagem forte e única, as bandeiras representam muito mais do que se pode captar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E as minhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; favoritas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;sem ordem de preferência&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;são&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBWfPeFwfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-GBOkf7OMWk/s1600-h/BD+MEX.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBWfPeFwfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-GBOkf7OMWk/s320/BD+MEX.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206256263968965106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MÉXICO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBWRfeFweI/AAAAAAAAAbY/E4HvmeC015Y/s1600-h/BD+POR.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBWRfeFweI/AAAAAAAAAbY/E4HvmeC015Y/s320/BD+POR.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206256027745763810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PORTUGAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBWJPeFwdI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Ia18OxmsMW0/s1600-h/BD+JAM.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBWJPeFwdI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Ia18OxmsMW0/s320/BD+JAM.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206255886011843026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;JAMAICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBWA_eFwcI/AAAAAAAAAbI/dOUhUA2wPFg/s1600-h/BD+SUE.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBWA_eFwcI/AAAAAAAAAbI/dOUhUA2wPFg/s320/BD+SUE.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206255744277922242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUÉCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBV0PeFwbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YA2IgrweT8Y/s1600-h/BD+JAP.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBV0PeFwbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YA2IgrweT8Y/s320/BD+JAP.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206255525234590130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;JAPÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBVuveFwaI/AAAAAAAAAa4/waHfvUEw1M0/s1600-h/BR+ARG.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBVuveFwaI/AAAAAAAAAa4/waHfvUEw1M0/s320/BR+ARG.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206255430745309602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARGENTINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBVm_eFwZI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZPoTsHmECKA/s1600-h/BD+NOR.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBVm_eFwZI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZPoTsHmECKA/s320/BD+NOR.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206255297601323410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NORUEGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBVMfeFwYI/AAAAAAAAAao/akUcnfFyrIU/s1600-h/BD+BRA.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBVMfeFwYI/AAAAAAAAAao/akUcnfFyrIU/s320/BD+BRA.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206254842334790018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRASIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBUhveFwXI/AAAAAAAAAag/6pvx4QNwRG0/s1600-h/BD+ALE.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBUhveFwXI/AAAAAAAAAag/6pvx4QNwRG0/s320/BD+ALE.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206254107895382386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALEMANHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBTWPeFwWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/d5cNMD_uN1A/s1600-h/BD+LIB.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBTWPeFwWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/d5cNMD_uN1A/s320/BD+LIB.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206252810815258978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LÍBANO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Curiosidades: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt; O Professor de filosofia neozelandês &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Josh Parsons&lt;/span&gt; fez uma pesquisa sobre as bandeiras mais bonitas e mais feias. &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/77/Flag_of_The_Gambia.svg/800px-Flag_of_The_Gambia.svg.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ficou em 1º lugar. A última posição ficou com &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e0/Flag_of_the_Northern_Mariana_Islands.svg"&gt;Ilhas Marianas do Norte&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;A bandeira brasileira que se encontra na Praça dos Três Poderes, em Brasília, é a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maior do mundo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Os países da escandinávia têm sua bandeira inspirada na bandeira &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dinamarquesa&lt;/span&gt;; Na minha lista há duas bandeiras nórdicas, da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suécia &lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noruega&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; A bandeira japonesa é conhecida como &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hinomaru&lt;/span&gt;, ou seja, Círculo do Sol. E só foi oficialmente adotada como bandeira nacional em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 de agosto de 1999&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Sol de Maio'&lt;/span&gt;, que estampa a bandeira argentina tem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32&lt;/span&gt; raios, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; retos e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; ondulantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; A Alemanha teve diversas versões de sua bandeira, uma mais linda que a outra, quem tiver curiosidade,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bandeira_da_Alemanha"&gt;basta ver aqui!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; O brasão que estampa a bandeira mexicana foi inspirado na lenda asteca sobre a fundação de &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tenochtitlan&lt;/span&gt;. Segundo os astecas, o Deus da guerra &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huitzilopochtli&lt;/span&gt; deu a ordem de que se construísse  uma cidade no local onde fosse encontrado o sinal, que consistia em uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;águia&lt;/span&gt; pousada em cima de um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cacto&lt;/span&gt; que crescia sobre uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rocha&lt;/span&gt; submersa em um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lago&lt;/span&gt;. A águia teria no bico uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;serpente&lt;/span&gt; que acabara de caçar. Após 200 anos, o 'sinal' foi encontrado e a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cidade do México&lt;/span&gt; foi construída.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E vocês, preferem qual?&lt;br /&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6389407823551503012?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6389407823551503012/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6389407823551503012&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6389407823551503012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6389407823551503012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/05/dia-das-bandeiras-30-de-maio.html' title='Dia das Bandeiras [30 de maio]'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SEBZDfeFwgI/AAAAAAAAAbo/y2K3lXR8E2I/s72-c/FITA+LEGAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-3994734087801426618</id><published>2008-05-27T14:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:09:59.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitologia I: Páris, o Príncipe de Libra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDxo-PeFwUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/a96UX7_nBq4/s1600-h/FITA+LEGAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDxo-PeFwUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/a96UX7_nBq4/s320/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205150687847366978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sempre gostei de mitologia, então resolvi postar algo sobre isso. Para começar, aqui vai a história de&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Páris&lt;/span&gt;, príncipe do meu signo: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Libra&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Príncipe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Páris&lt;/span&gt; nasceu com o dom da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;diplomacia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;elegância&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Admirado por seus súditos e pelos Deuses, o príncipe era conhecido como o &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mais justo&lt;/span&gt; entre os homens. Na época, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Afrodite&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Palas Atena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; resolveram entrar em uma terrível guerra que dividiu os Deuses. O motivo? Cada uma se dizia a mais bela do Olimpo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; resolveu então realizar um torneio, no qual as Deusas exibiriam suas habilidades, dons e beleza para que então uma vencedora fosse escolhida por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Páris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, que recusou o convite de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, temendo a vingança das sucumbentes. No entando, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; não deu ouvidos ao píncipe, mandou realizar o torneio e o ordenou a decidir qual era a mais bela. Após a exibição, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Páris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; foi recolhido a uma cela, na qual sentenciaria a favor de apenas uma delas. Durante o tempo em que ficou trancado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Páris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; recebeu a visita das três Deusas em questão, que tentaram suborná-lo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; lhe ofereceu o império do mundo e suas riquezas; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Atena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; lhe ofereceu a força de um guerreiro invencível, enquanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Afrodite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ofereceu proteção e o amor da mulher amada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Páris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; tentou adiar a decisão ao máximo, o que acabou irritando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;que o obrigou a decidir imediatamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressionado, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Páris&lt;/span&gt; refletiu sobre tudo o que lhe foi dito, e elegeu como a mais bela do Olimpo a Deusa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Afrodite&lt;/span&gt;, que cumpriu o prometido: o amor de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Helena &lt;/span&gt;e proteção eterna contra a ira das outras Deusas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDxowPeFwTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5i-FpvPmxS8/s1600-h/paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDxowPeFwTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5i-FpvPmxS8/s400/paris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205150447329198386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'A ESCOLHA DE PÁRIS'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Me desculpem, não sei quem é o autor da tela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-3994734087801426618?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/3994734087801426618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=3994734087801426618&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3994734087801426618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3994734087801426618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/05/mitologia-i-pris-o-prncipe-de-libra.html' title='Mitologia I: Páris, o Príncipe de Libra'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDxo-PeFwUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/a96UX7_nBq4/s72-c/FITA+LEGAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-753745652265225377</id><published>2008-05-24T01:51:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:39:25.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurovision Song Contest 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfEN_eFwRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/XXPCMt0s5iw/s1600-h/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203843639104880914" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfEN_eFwRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/XXPCMt0s5iw/s320/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NOTA:&lt;/span&gt; Dima Bilan, da Rússia, venceu o Eurovision 2008 por volta das 19:15hs deste sábado!!!! Parabéns Dimaaaaa  \o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente chegou o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grande dia&lt;/span&gt;! Estou tão empolgado, que este é provavelmente o maior post que já fiz aqui no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matheus' Tape&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eurovision&lt;/span&gt; muda a minha rotina e de muitos no mundo inteiro. O centro das atenções dessa vez é o lindo e incrivelmente moderno palco montado na 'Belgrade Arena' (2º maior ginásio de esportes da Europa), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;em Belgrado, capital da Sérvia&lt;/span&gt;, que sedia o evento em 2008. Há muito tempo o ESC não apresentava um grupo tão competitivo na final, durante as semi-finais, os grandes favoritos ganharam ainda mais destaque e força para encarar a grande final neste sábado. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ucrânia, Suécia, Grécia, Rússia, Noruega &lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Portugal&lt;/span&gt; serão, sem dúvida, os grandes astros da noite.&lt;br /&gt;O show começa com a performance da vencedora da edição passada, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marija&lt;/span&gt;, interpretando a emocionante &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Molitva&lt;/span&gt;. E então começam as apresentações que estão valendo, na seguinte ordem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romania&lt;/span&gt; - Nico &amp;amp; Vlad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-weight: bold;"&gt;United Kingdom&lt;/span&gt; - Andy Abraham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Albania&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Olta Boka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;04.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt; - No Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;05.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Armenia&lt;/span&gt; - Sirusho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;06.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bosnia &amp;amp; Herzegovina&lt;/span&gt; - Laka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;07. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Boaz Mauda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;08. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Finland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Teräsbetoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Croatia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Kraljevi Ulice &amp;amp; 75 Cents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Poland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Isis Gee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Iceland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Euroband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Mor ve Ötesi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTERVALO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Portugal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Vânia Fernandes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Latvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Pirates of the Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Sweden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Charlotte Perrelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Denmark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Simon Mathew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Georgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Diana Gurtskaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Ani Lorak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Sébastien Tellier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Azerbaijan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Elnur &amp;amp; Samir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; - Kalomira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Rodolfo Chikilicuatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Serbia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Jelena Tomašević feat. Bora Dugić&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Dima Bilan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Norway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Maria Haukaas Storeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O resultado das semi-finais deixou de fora &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chipre, Bélgica &lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;San Marino&lt;/span&gt;, uma pena.&lt;br /&gt;Após as apresentações, que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por regra&lt;/span&gt; não podem ultrapassar 03 minutos cada, inicia-se o processo de votação, que é feito por telefone e tem a participação de todos os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;43 países&lt;/span&gt; participantes do festival.&lt;br /&gt;Pontos somados &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; resultado divulgado &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt; festa em Belgrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Algumas curiosidades desta edição:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;  A volta de 2 grandes artistas que já participaram de edições passadas, e eles são os favoritos: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlotte Perrell&lt;/span&gt;i - Suécia (Campeã em 1999) e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dima Bilan&lt;/span&gt; - Rússia (Vice-campeão em 2006).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Portugal&lt;/span&gt; na final, após 05 anos. A canção 'Senhora do Mar' é sucesso de crítica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;  Os vestidos de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlotte &lt;/span&gt;(Suécia) e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani Lorak&lt;/span&gt; (Ucrânia) são tão parecidos, que já rolou &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt; entre as musas, durante a conferência após os ensaios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;  Os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;05 países nórdicos&lt;/span&gt; estão na final, o que não ocorria desde o ano 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;  A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Itália&lt;/span&gt; não participa do Festival desde 1997 (alegando maus resultados e que o Festival de San Remo é superior). E nesse ano, tanto a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suíça&lt;/span&gt; quanto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;San Marino&lt;/span&gt; cantam em italiano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finlândia&lt;/span&gt; manda, pela 3ª vez consecutiva, uma banda de rock. \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Galeria ESC 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfD9PeFwQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/n-UCXjLopjk/s1600-h/vestidos%2Besc.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203843351342072066" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfD9PeFwQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/n-UCXjLopjk/s320/vestidos%2Besc.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OS VESTIDOS-PROBLEMA: SUÉCIA E UCRÂNIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDvfeFwPI/AAAAAAAAAZY/caf-smdrpK4/s1600-h/russsiaaaa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203843115118870770" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDvfeFwPI/AAAAAAAAAZY/caf-smdrpK4/s320/russsiaaaa.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O RUSSO DIMA BILAN (DE BRANCO) É O QUERIDINHO DO FESTIVAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDjfeFwOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jz815SIgy0w/s1600-h/greeeeecia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203842908960440546" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDjfeFwOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jz815SIgy0w/s320/greeeeecia.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KALOMIRA E SUA COMBINAÇÃO SECRETA FAZEM PARTE DA APOSTA GREGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDaveFwNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9BYEVcxg7j0/s1600-h/portugaaaal.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203842758636585170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDaveFwNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9BYEVcxg7j0/s320/portugaaaal.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VÂNIA FERNANDES: FORÇA E GARRA PORTUGUESA (MAGNÍFICOS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDOveFwMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Vss8enYM4sY/s1600-h/norueeeega.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203842552478154946" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDOveFwMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Vss8enYM4sY/s320/norueeeega.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NORUEGA E SUA MAIS LINDA, LOIRA E TALENTOSA FLOR: MARIA HAUKAAS (CENTRO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDB_eFwLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/p-Yw4ubMM-0/s1600-h/palco.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203842333434822834" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfDB_eFwLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/p-Yw4ubMM-0/s320/palco.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O PALCO DOS SONHOS - ENCONTRO DOS RIOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assim que sair o resultado, publico uma nota divulgando os vencedores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-753745652265225377?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/753745652265225377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=753745652265225377&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/753745652265225377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/753745652265225377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/05/eurovision-song-contest-2008.html' title='Eurovision Song Contest 2008'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDfEN_eFwRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/XXPCMt0s5iw/s72-c/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-8110417523993135628</id><published>2008-05-23T21:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:54:53.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Em que estado fica o Acre?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDeLefeFwKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nc7JdKQvBkM/s1600-h/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDeLefeFwKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nc7JdKQvBkM/s320/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203781250409939106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maísa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, apesar da pouca idade &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[05 anos]&lt;/span&gt;, é muito famosa e tem salário de gente grande: aproximadamente &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R$20.000,00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(vinte mil reais, isso mesmo!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;. A jovem apresentadora do Sábado Animado - SBT, tem o hábito de debochar das crianças que ligam para o programa, mas quem geralmente paga mico, é a própria Maísa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A pequena já perguntou se podia guardar o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;microfone na bunda&lt;/span&gt; e já riu do sotaque dos telespectadores, que, naturalmente, telefonam de todas as partes do nosso enorme Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;Em contrapartida, Maísa é muito divertida e espontânea. Não podemos esquecer que ela&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; é apenas uma criança&lt;/span&gt;, logo, não podemos exigir mais do que ela pode oferecer, ou então o que exigiríamos de um adulto.&lt;br /&gt;E nem precisa, pois ela já nos fornece um material televisivo muito valioso. No vídeo abaixo ela mostra todo o seu (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;des&lt;/span&gt;)conhecimento sobre o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Acre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQVF1ldDLAU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQVF1ldDLAU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-8110417523993135628?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/8110417523993135628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=8110417523993135628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8110417523993135628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8110417523993135628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/05/em-que-estado-fica-o-acre.html' title='&quot;Em que estado fica o Acre?&quot;'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDeLefeFwKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nc7JdKQvBkM/s72-c/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6582147206992023561</id><published>2008-05-20T11:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:33:57.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Literatura Ambiente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDL6M_iJUzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/TNbLfADvyv0/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDL6M_iJUzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/TNbLfADvyv0/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202495620686369586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Abusava da beleza &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;como se para isso tivesse nascido&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;No brilho dos seus olhos, luz e paixão se &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;misturavam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;um só&lt;/span&gt; golpe baixo.&lt;br /&gt;Bruto, cada minuto do seu silêncio era fatal.&lt;br /&gt;No seu caminho, uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coleção&lt;/span&gt; de corações ardia em brasa,&lt;br /&gt;E sem pena, partia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rumo ao próximo&lt;/span&gt;, como se fissão nuclear fosse..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trecho retirado do texto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'O Livro que nunca vou escrever'&lt;/span&gt;, de minha autoria &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDL5ufiJUyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/U_ee0NW0FsY/s1600-h/Livro+Matheus+Gomes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDL5ufiJUyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/U_ee0NW0FsY/s400/Livro+Matheus+Gomes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202495096700359458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOTO DA CAPA DE UM LIVRO QUE NÃO EXISTE;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6582147206992023561?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6582147206992023561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6582147206992023561&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6582147206992023561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6582147206992023561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/05/literatura-ambiente.html' title='Literatura Ambiente'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDL6M_iJUzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/TNbLfADvyv0/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-750809606940159046</id><published>2008-05-20T00:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:23:49.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Política ao Pornô ~~ [No fundo, é a mesma coisa]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDJoFviJUxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yqxPk3CgGWE/s1600-h/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDJoFviJUxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yqxPk3CgGWE/s320/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202334967434662674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOTA&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matheus' Tape &lt;/span&gt;acha que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sexo&lt;/span&gt;, ao contrário de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;política&lt;/span&gt;, é atividade saudável e natural, portanto nosso post sobre a Leila é válido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Itália&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mara Carfagna, &lt;/span&gt;que é ex &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Miss Itália&lt;/span&gt;, é também &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ministra da Igualdade de Oportunidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do governo Berlusconi. A moça, muito distinta por um acaso &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(vide foto)&lt;/span&gt;, já causou &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frisson&lt;/span&gt; ao dizer que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;é contra e não vai apoiar&lt;/span&gt; nenhuma Parada Gay na Itália, pois elas não servem para nada, e que ela tem assuntos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mais interessantes&lt;/span&gt; para resolver, como a diferença média de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30%&lt;/span&gt; no salário entre homens e mulheres, praticantes da mesma profissão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDJmo_iJUwI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/3EXlE9qckEU/s1600-h/ministra+italia+familia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDJmo_iJUwI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/3EXlE9qckEU/s400/ministra+italia+familia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202333374001795842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARA: EM BUSCAR DO ADICIONAL SALARIAL DE 30%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brasil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walcyr Carrasco &lt;/span&gt;(autor de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'O Cravo e a Rosa'&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Alma Gêmea'&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Xica da Silva'&lt;/span&gt;, etc.) condenou as aventuras de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leila Lopes&lt;/span&gt; no cinema pornô, mas papel digno em novela que é bom, nada! Assim fica difícil né Walcyr?!&lt;br /&gt;Leila voltou a ser manchete após conceder uma perturbada entrevista, na qual narrou, de forma inusitada, um acidente que sofreu anos atrás. A musa está longe das novelas desde o ano 2000, sendo que o folhetim era da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Record&lt;/span&gt;,  já apontando uma certa decadência na carreira da atriz, que já fez muito sucesso na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rede Globo&lt;/span&gt;. Mas o que importa é que eu já vi o trailer. Ela tá com uma cara.. huahauhauh. Acho ótimo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDJmgfiJUvI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jrfqK0dUJ1E/s1600-h/leila+lopes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDJmgfiJUvI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jrfqK0dUJ1E/s320/leila+lopes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202333227972907762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;LEILA: '..QUANDO TUDO COMEÇOU A GIRAR, GIRAR, GIRAR.. NADA MAIS ME LEMBRO'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-750809606940159046?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/750809606940159046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=750809606940159046&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/750809606940159046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/750809606940159046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/05/da-poltica-ao-porn-no-fundo-mesma-coisa.html' title='Da Política ao Pornô ~~ [No fundo, é a mesma coisa]'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SDJoFviJUxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yqxPk3CgGWE/s72-c/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-3989371962085697477</id><published>2008-05-17T00:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T01:13:33.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>300 Km/h</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC51C_iJUuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/BboDd-c9dKI/s1600-h/FITA+BRITNEY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC51C_iJUuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/BboDd-c9dKI/s320/FITA+BRITNEY.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201223313934340834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Berenice, segura!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC508viJUtI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Uuqhdrvv2qw/s1600-h/britney+motooooooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC508viJUtI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Uuqhdrvv2qw/s400/britney+motooooooooo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201223206560158418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VRUMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Até mais!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-3989371962085697477?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/3989371962085697477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=3989371962085697477&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3989371962085697477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3989371962085697477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/05/300-kmh.html' title='300 Km/h'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC51C_iJUuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/BboDd-c9dKI/s72-c/FITA+BRITNEY.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-1794650643625203002</id><published>2008-05-16T00:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:02:37.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme~ + Selos + Música Nº 1 + Bjo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC0fUPiJUqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Ol55p9kgvRk/s1600-h/FITA+LEGAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC0fUPiJUqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Ol55p9kgvRk/s320/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200847577310384802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, eu tinha feito um texto enorme para esse post, mas o perdi e fiquei com raiva, então serei sumáríssimo.&lt;br /&gt;Os Blogs &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canseidesercult.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cansei de Ser Cult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://onexoeeu.blogspot.com/"&gt;O Nexo e Eu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me indicaram o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meme~ dos 03 vídeos Bizarros&lt;/span&gt;, e aqui estão eles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[Meme~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bianca&lt;/span&gt; escandalizou todo o México ao mostrar seu 'conõ' em cadeia nacional. Virou Diva, é claro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zc2-YbETiwo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zc2-YbETiwo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; se tornou a maior celebridade de Rondônia após arregaçar o tamanco na Moto. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OjdFsDo3hjY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OjdFsDo3hjY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fábia&lt;/span&gt; e sua física do petrefiolismo, porque tá na cara que o céu pode ser qualquer lugar, qualquer loja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVjibkJ8ezY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVjibkJ8ezY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[Selos]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço também os selos que ganhei, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obrigadooo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC0ep_iJUpI/AAAAAAAAAXY/b1xSgVxh4Vg/s1600-h/selo%2Bgarantia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC0ep_iJUpI/AAAAAAAAAXY/b1xSgVxh4Vg/s320/selo%2Bgarantia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200846851460911762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VALEU THIAGO E LETÍCIA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC0ejPiJUoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/06e0POLWdfI/s1600-h/medalha%2Bde%2Bouro%5B8%5D++selo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC0ejPiJUoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/06e0POLWdfI/s320/medalha%2Bde%2Bouro%5B8%5D++selo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200846735496794754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VALEU YURI E THIAGO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[Música Nº 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quer saber qual era a Música &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nº 1&lt;/span&gt; no dia em que você nasceu? &lt;a href="http://www.thisdayinmusic.com/member/birthdayno1.php"&gt;Basta conferir aqui!&lt;/a&gt; Faça também o teste com datas especiais, como o dia em que você completou 18 anos, ou então quando você começou a namorar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nasci em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03/10/1984&lt;/span&gt;, e o resultado foi o seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EUA&lt;/span&gt; - Let's go crazy - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UK&lt;/span&gt; - I just called to say I love you - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stevie Wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUS&lt;/span&gt; - Careless Whisper - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Michael &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[Bjo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nossa &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Central de Atendimento ao Cliente&lt;/span&gt; está recebendo muitas cartas, umas com elogios e outras a gente rasga assim que lê o endereço do remetente, mas isso é detalhe! O importante é que um delas foi sorteada para receber um beijo e um prêmio; E a sortuda foi a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Débora Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;, daquele Bairro alí perto do Colégio Meta 3. Um beijo Débora, você já pode passar aqui na nossa redação e pegar a sua &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fita K-7&lt;/span&gt; do Amado Batista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-1794650643625203002?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/1794650643625203002/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=1794650643625203002&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1794650643625203002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1794650643625203002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/05/meme-selos-msica-n-1-bjo.html' title='Meme~ + Selos + Música Nº 1 + Bjo'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SC0fUPiJUqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Ol55p9kgvRk/s72-c/FITA+LEGAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-3828162296713049986</id><published>2008-05-12T17:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:02:33.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva a Estônia]]]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SCjAhfiJUlI/AAAAAAAAAWw/bOMoJ_scVmU/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SCjAhfiJUlI/AAAAAAAAAWw/bOMoJ_scVmU/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199617451432170066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A moda agora é mudar seu país no orkut. De &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brasil&lt;/span&gt; (ou outro qualquer) para &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estônia&lt;/span&gt;. Isso porque os estonianos foram os primeiros no mundo a poder usufruir as vantagens do Orkut OpenSocial. O design é o mesmo, mas a quantidade de novos aplicativos é absurda, já são &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mais de 90 novos aplicativos&lt;/span&gt; que você pode adicionar no perfil do seu orkut, basta escolher e aproveitar. Os programas são os mais variados, desde Amazon.com até Last.fm e Youtube. O que eu mais gostei foi o Minilife, que te permite construir a casa ou o empreendimento dos seus sonhos. Minilife é, de fato, uma cópia singela do Second Life, mas é bem divertido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SCi-z_iJUkI/AAAAAAAAAWo/-nGAKIawJu4/s1600-h/matheusminilife.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SCi-z_iJUkI/AAAAAAAAAWo/-nGAKIawJu4/s400/matheusminilife.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199615570236494402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEU MINILIFE  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-3828162296713049986?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/3828162296713049986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=3828162296713049986&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3828162296713049986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3828162296713049986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/05/viva-estnia.html' title='Viva a Estônia]]]'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SCjAhfiJUlI/AAAAAAAAAWw/bOMoJ_scVmU/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6860335130046738608</id><published>2008-04-24T13:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T13:21:07.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conferência GLBT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SBDNA73jiXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/BU8oM8Ng5vw/s1600-h/FITA+IMPORTANTE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SBDNA73jiXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/BU8oM8Ng5vw/s320/FITA+IMPORTANTE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192875786312583538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nos próximos dias &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25 e 26/04&lt;/span&gt;, será realizada em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio Branco/AC&lt;/span&gt; (no Auditório do Colégio Armando Nogueira) a 1º Conferência Estadual &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GLBT&lt;/span&gt;. O Evento, que conta com o apoio do Governo do Estado e da Secretaria de Estado de Justiça e Direitos Humanos - SEJUDH, busca discutir idéias, direitos e conquistas da Comunidade GLBT, assim como o fortalecimento de sua base. Já achei interessante pela data, pois a única manifestação de grande porte do tipo é justamente a Parada Gay, que ocorre uma vez por ano. E por se tratar de uma enorme festa, inviabiliza a discussão de qualquer assunto.. o povo quer mesmo é se colorir e dançar. Daí a importância da Conferência, que culminará na produção de um documento a ser apresentado/defendido na Conferência Nacional, em Brasília.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SBDMm73jiWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/YC-EFVjMUCM/s1600-h/Convite+GLBT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SBDMm73jiWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/YC-EFVjMUCM/s400/Convite+GLBT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192875339635984738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu estive na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pré-Conferência&lt;/span&gt;, e pude ver de perto o trabalho de alguns Grupos, que divididos por pastas (saúde, segurança, legislação, etc.), assuntavam sobre o que se pode fazer para haja isonomia (quanto a direitos e garantias) entre gays e héteros. Os envolvidos estavam muito confiantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem tudo é colorido em dégradé nessa história, após que exibirem na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; a empolgação da vereadora Ariane Cadaxo com toda a movimentação, veio o infeliz comentário do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jorge Said&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Acho que não é bom misturar causas homossexuais com política..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E eu acho que não é bom gente como ele ocupar um espaço na televisão! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns grupos evangélicos também se mostraram nada felizes com a realização da Conferência. Quanto a este posicionamento, digo apenas que o Brasil é um país &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;TRADICIONALMENTE CATÓLICO&lt;/span&gt;, mas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;é possível&lt;/span&gt; optar por uma outra religião.. e, da mesma forma, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;é possível&lt;/span&gt; escolher com quem se relacionar. Quando entenderem que isonomia é justiça, certamente vão procurar algo melhor para fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GLBT&lt;/span&gt; -&gt; Gays, Lésbicas, Bissexuais, Travestis e Transexuais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6860335130046738608?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6860335130046738608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6860335130046738608&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6860335130046738608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6860335130046738608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/04/conferncia-glbt.html' title='Conferência GLBT'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SBDNA73jiXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/BU8oM8Ng5vw/s72-c/FITA+IMPORTANTE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-7481118218811170377</id><published>2008-04-20T12:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:50:02.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Selo [Obaaa!!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mais um selo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agradeço&lt;/span&gt; e recebo com alegria mais um selo, indicado agora pelo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lucasjdeoliveira.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog Lucas de Oliveira&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;conhecido por suas entrevistas com as feras que se destacam na Blogosfera. Valeu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAt7NedBmMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5XkpzWrF1DU/s1600-h/NOVO+SELOOOO.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAt7NedBmMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5XkpzWrF1DU/s400/NOVO+SELOOOO.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191378466917947586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;   ANOTEM LOGO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Repasso:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://onexoeeu.blogspot.com/"&gt;O Nexo e Eu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.canseidesercult.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cansei de Ser Cult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://babelpontocom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Babel.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-7481118218811170377?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/7481118218811170377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=7481118218811170377&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7481118218811170377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7481118218811170377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/04/selo-obaaa.html' title='Selo [Obaaa!!]'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAt7NedBmMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5XkpzWrF1DU/s72-c/NOVO+SELOOOO.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-7098719859482065730</id><published>2008-04-16T13:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T14:05:04.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[Selo - Tréplica - Meme Nº 03]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAZIW0t7KGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/f1cau4_uEUs/s1600-h/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAZIW0t7KGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/f1cau4_uEUs/s320/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189915177536661602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Selo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplado com &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mais um prêmio&lt;/span&gt;, o Matheus' Tape ganha ânimo para se firmar, cada vez mais, no maravilhoso mundo da Blogosfera. Recebemos ontem o selo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Medalha de Ouro'&lt;/span&gt; de dois Blogs distintos, &lt;a href="http://babelpontocom.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Babel.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.canseidesercult.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cansei de ser cult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Muitíssimo obrigado &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Letícia&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thiago&lt;/span&gt;! O selo chegou em boa hora, ontem batemos nosso &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RECORDE DE AUDIÊNCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (mais um motivo para comemorar), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obrigado&lt;/span&gt; a todos os visitantes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAZIQkt7KFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gVswKM8tdgg/s1600-h/selo%2Bgarantia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAZIQkt7KFI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gVswKM8tdgg/s400/selo%2Bgarantia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189915070162479186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;GOLD MEDAL EM ANO DE OLIMPÍADA, WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Como é de praxe, repasso:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://conversadecalcada.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversa de Calçada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Jannice Dantas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onexoeeu.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Nexo e Eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Yuri Marcel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://falaconsciencia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fala Consciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Samuel Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;[Tréplica]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O post passado foi, sem dúvida, o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mais polêmico&lt;/span&gt; já postado aqui no Matheus' Tape. O leitor Hermington expôs seu posicionamento me indagando em tópicos. Meu caro, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;respondi lá nos comentários mesmo&lt;/span&gt;, já que você não tem Blog. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Volte sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;[Meme Nº 03]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais um ótimo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meme&lt;/span&gt; vindo do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canseidesercult.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CSCult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, agora tenho que falar sobre &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;05 Discos&lt;/span&gt; que me marcaram de alguma forma. Já me disseram que tenho musical duvidoso.. pluft! Não me importo. E fora de ordem, aqui estão eles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAZIC0t7KEI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FPzlDAeaRDI/s1600-h/BLOGUETOOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAZIC0t7KEI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FPzlDAeaRDI/s400/BLOGUETOOO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189914833939277890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLAAAAAAAAAY NA FITA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Anthology 01"&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clássico, lindo, dançante, romântico.. Os reis são demais, adoro as versões ao vivo. O álbum é duplo, então destaco a qualidade do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disco Nº 02&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sandra Sá" &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Sandra de Sá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das boas recordações que tenho dos anos 80 é justamente a energia da Sandra de Sá. Ela 'está' comigo em uma das poucas lembranças que tenho do meu pai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"...baby one more time"&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que é o disco que mais ouvi na vida. Marcou não só pelo conteúdo (pop básico estadunidense), como pela &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;época&lt;/span&gt; em que surgiu na minha vida.. adolescência é, definitivamente, marcante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A Rush Of Blood To The Head"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poético, relaxante, transmite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'sadness'&lt;/span&gt; em todas as faixas. Temática: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;, tristeza, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;, solidão, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amor, amor, amor&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"200 km/H In The Wrong Lane"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; t.A.T.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go Russia!!! Esse é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bem pessoal&lt;/span&gt; mesmo. Trilha sonora de uma das fases mais importantes da minha vida.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Indicado ao Meme:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://onexoeeu.blogspot.com/"&gt;O Nexo e Eu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-7098719859482065730?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/7098719859482065730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=7098719859482065730&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7098719859482065730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7098719859482065730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/04/selo-trplica-meme-n-03.html' title='[Selo - Tréplica - Meme Nº 03]'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAZIW0t7KGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/f1cau4_uEUs/s72-c/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-8211159321208725697</id><published>2008-04-14T22:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:40:08.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Acre -  A (Atrasada) Estrela do Norte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAQeSkt7KBI/AAAAAAAAAU8/U3eFflC7s5c/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAQeSkt7KBI/AAAAAAAAAU8/U3eFflC7s5c/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189305975080429586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estou indignado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É assim que inicio meu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;manifesto&lt;/span&gt; sobre esta deplorável situação em que se encontra o velho oeste brasileiro, vulgo Acre. Definitivamente, a população do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rio dos jacarés&lt;/span&gt; não está satisfeita com a mudança do horário e da grade de programação da televisão. Para quem está por fora do assunto: A novela das 20hs, que no Rio de Janeiro vai ao ar às &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21h&lt;/span&gt;s, entrava no ar às &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19hs&lt;/span&gt;, aqui no Acre, e às &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18hs&lt;/span&gt;, na época do horário de verão. Então a Justiça determinou que programas cuja classificação não seja livre, devem ser exibidos no horário adequado, evitando assim que crianças e jovens sejam influenciados por conteúdo impróprio. Até aí tudo bem... o problema fica por conta da falta de respeito com a população, que não foi consultada sobre a mudança (de acordo com dados divulgados pela Rede Amazônica de Televisão, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;76%&lt;/span&gt; da população reprova o novo horário). Quem tem que controlar o que os filhos assistem ou deixam de assistir, são os pais! Não se respeita mais a liberdade de escolha. Como se já não bastasse o nosso nada interessante posicionamento geográfico, agora estamos atrasados também em informação, já que o &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;JORNAL NACIONAL&lt;/span&gt; (único informativo de milhões de brasileiros e de milhares de acreanos) não é mais exibido ao vivo (alegam que essa é uma escolha da TV Globo, mas eis um ponto que merece nossa atenção). Como se já não bastasse a indignação geral, o nosso Governador/Educador e Fantoche do Partido dos Trabalhadores, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Binho Marques&lt;/span&gt;, nem sequer se manifestou sobre o ocorrido, de certo, deve estar feliz com &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100 anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; da nossa linda história de lutas e grandes conquistas sendo jogados fora, pois nunca vi tanto &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REGRESSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em tão pouco tempo. Nem parece ser a mesma pessoa que disse que em 02 anos, o Acre será o melhor lugar da Amazônia para se viver. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Assim tá difícil né meu filho&lt;/span&gt;, 'vamo acordar pra cuspir!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAQeEkt7KAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1lbsbBRrHA4/s1600-h/BANDEIRA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAQeEkt7KAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1lbsbBRrHA4/s400/BANDEIRA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189305734562260994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACRE E SEU GOVERNADOR: MUITO FELIZES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resultado Imaginário, Fictício e Feérico da mudança:&lt;/span&gt; Crianças protegidas de programação televisiva inadequada e Governo feliz, já que a medida acabou com a fome, a violência, os problemas de saúde e segurança de toda a população.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resultado Real da mudança:&lt;/span&gt; Insatisfação geral; Aumento da venda da antenas parabólicas, capazes de captar o sinal direto (Informação gentilmente cedida pelo Jornalista Yuri Marcel); Atraso de informação; Censura disfarçada de medidas em prol da população; Volta aos anos 50; 05 milhões de dólares em prejuízo para a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Rede Globo&lt;/span&gt;, só na 1ª semana de vigência da Portaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para 'amenizar', o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Senado aprovou&lt;/span&gt; a mudança do fuso horário, diminuindo assim toda essa diferença em 01 hora. Eis outra medida anti-progresso. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nós acreanos&lt;/span&gt;, agora vamos ter que nos adaptar a um horário totalmente diferente da nossa realidade. Agora me digam, a troco de quê? Como operador do Direito, aprendi que Leis são baseadas não só naquilo que visa o bem estar de todos, mas também nos princípios e costumes locais. Mas talvez isso já não importe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAQd80t7J_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/Ryb23A3QphU/s1600-h/donald_furioso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAQd80t7J_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/Ryb23A3QphU/s320/donald_furioso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189305601418274802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PATO DONALD, DE PASSAGEM PELO ACRE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consideração final:&lt;/span&gt; Diogo Mainarde, meu caro.. se você quer o seu cavalo de volta, sente-se num banquinho, pois ele vai chegar com alguns anos-luz de atraso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consideração final Nº 2:&lt;/span&gt; O Acre existe sim, e aqui temos muitos problemas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-8211159321208725697?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/8211159321208725697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=8211159321208725697&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8211159321208725697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8211159321208725697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/04/acre-atrasada-estrela-do-norte.html' title='Acre -  A (Atrasada) Estrela do Norte'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SAQeSkt7KBI/AAAAAAAAAU8/U3eFflC7s5c/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-7152047808184380120</id><published>2008-04-12T12:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T12:58:00.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Vem Cá Meu Dengo..'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SADyl-MAZ2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/1Nmd54_h11M/s1600-h/FITA+IMPORTANTE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SADyl-MAZ2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/1Nmd54_h11M/s320/FITA+IMPORTANTE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188413504893249378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aedes Aegypti&lt;/span&gt; já é a grande estrela da estação verão/outono 2008 (só as fêmeas transmitem a doença). Mas esperamos, sinceramente, que ela morra antes do próxima edição da semana da moda, para evitar maiores danos. Dengue é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muito séria&lt;/span&gt;, pessoas saudáveis perdem a vida em questão de dias, num piscar de olhos. Deve-se ter o cuidado de não deixar água parada, evitando que a proliferação do mosquito. O Estado do Rio de Janeiro é, sem dúvida, a maior vítima do problema. Entrevistei o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Professor Sérgius Alves&lt;/span&gt;, um dos sobreviventes, confira:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SADyX-MAZ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/CHhr35wNXSo/s1600-h/aedes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SADyX-MAZ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/CHhr35wNXSo/s400/aedes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188413264375080786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AEDES E SEU MODELITO ZEBRA, ULTRA CAFONA.. É MODA EM PAÍSES SUBDESENVOLVIDOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Matheus' Tape:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao perceber que estava com dengue, você procurou auxílio médico?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sergius:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, de fato, eu fui ao médico, mas naum foi identificada de imediato. Disseram ser virose apenas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Matheus' Tape:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você acha que o atendimento foi satisfatório?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sergius:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não. Estava lotado de pessoas com o mesmo sintoma, o atendimento foi demorado, mesmo sendo um hospital particular e não realizaram nenhum exame. Pela análise que fiz dos sintomas, eu poderia estar até com hepatite, mas tudo aqui vira "virose".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Matheus' Tape:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual a situação do seu estoque de repelente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sergius:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi difícil encontrar, ele quase dobrou de preço. Mas, as farmácias tem milhões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Matheus' Tape:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você tomou alguma medida para evitar a proliferação do mosquito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sergius:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas e mais algumas no plano transcendental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para saber mais sobre a Dengue, &lt;a href="http://educaterra.terra.com.br/vestibular/dicas/biologia/15abr98.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clique aqui!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-7152047808184380120?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/7152047808184380120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=7152047808184380120&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7152047808184380120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7152047808184380120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/04/vem-c-meu-dengo.html' title='&apos;Vem Cá Meu Dengo..&apos;'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SADyl-MAZ2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/1Nmd54_h11M/s72-c/FITA+IMPORTANTE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-1187314963574992985</id><published>2008-04-08T23:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:13:49.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Brasil 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_xKscOoz_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/JLz79ymXdzw/s1600-h/FITA+BELEZA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_xKscOoz_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/JLz79ymXdzw/s320/FITA+BELEZA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187102998176255986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Está quase na hora do Concurso que vai eleger a mulher mais bonita do Brasil. Natália Guimarães, atual Miss Brasil e vice-campeã do Miss Universo, vai coroar a nova primeira dama da beleza brasileira no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;próximo domingo&lt;/span&gt;, em São Paulo. 27 candidatas disputam a coroa, mas é fato que poucas têm condições de carregar o peso dessa faixa. As favoritas já disparam na preferência do público e dos especialistas no assunto, mais conhecidos como Missólogos (pessoas que dominam o 'Mundo Miss' com certa propriedade). A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss AC&lt;/span&gt; não figura entre as preferidas, mas já está valendo, pois sua simplicidade é o destaque da sua campanha, bem melhor que a Miss anterior!!! Clique na foto abaixo e confira as concorrentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_xJccOoz-I/AAAAAAAAAUA/jC4JYjyZ_Oc/s1600-h/MBBLOG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_xJccOoz-I/AAAAAAAAAUA/jC4JYjyZ_Oc/s400/MBBLOG.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187101623786721250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AS BELAS E AS FERAS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favoritas ao título:&lt;/span&gt; RS, PA e SP. GO, MG e ES correm por fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favoritas ao prêmio mucura total:&lt;/span&gt; BA, AM e MS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quais são suas preferidas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-1187314963574992985?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/1187314963574992985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=1187314963574992985&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1187314963574992985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1187314963574992985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/04/miss-brasil-2008.html' title='Miss Brasil 2008'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_xKscOoz_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/JLz79ymXdzw/s72-c/FITA+BELEZA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6713536525599324335</id><published>2008-04-04T16:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:07:25.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What about my glasses?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_agzsOoz6I/AAAAAAAAATY/X3rb19GoZWw/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_agzsOoz6I/AAAAAAAAATY/X3rb19GoZWw/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185508830870032290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Por causa desta bendita foto, já me chamaram de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter &lt;/span&gt;(o rapaz da moda) e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clark Kent &lt;/span&gt;(meu herói preferido), então tá.. recebo!!! AHuhauHAUha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_ac1cOoz5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/5YdHsDexLx8/s1600-h/ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_ac1cOoz5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/5YdHsDexLx8/s400/ok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185504462888292242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOGWARTS, PLANETA DIÁRIO.. QUAL ESCOLHO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6713536525599324335?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6713536525599324335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6713536525599324335&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6713536525599324335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6713536525599324335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-about-my-glasses.html' title='What about my glasses?'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_agzsOoz6I/AAAAAAAAATY/X3rb19GoZWw/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-8621276514519026985</id><published>2008-04-01T00:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T12:23:23.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enganei o bobo na casca do ovo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_HEB8OozzI/AAAAAAAAASU/6fkTEGLM1hM/s1600-h/FITA+REFLEX%C3%83O.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_HEB8OozzI/AAAAAAAAASU/6fkTEGLM1hM/s320/FITA+REFLEX%C3%83O.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184140183706586930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É chegado o dia em que o mundo cultua a maior das incoveniências:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A MENTIRA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Mentir é natural, todo mundo já mentiu na vida.. mas faz parte do processo de amadurecimento do ser humano saber a hora em que a mentira deve ser deixada de lado, em caráter definitivo. O grande problema fica por conta daqueles que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não sabem viver&lt;/span&gt; sem o artifício, usando-o diariamente, em qualquer ocasião. Bom, eu não tenho um manual sobre como encarar mentirosos e tampouco me atrevo a aconselhar, isso vai depender mesmo é da personalidade de cada um. Eu tenho meu jeitinho de lidar com isso, e tem funcionado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_HDycOozyI/AAAAAAAAASM/FeiiMwcg_LU/s1600-h/pinoquio3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_HDycOozyI/AAAAAAAAASM/FeiiMwcg_LU/s400/pinoquio3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184139917418614562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"É VERDADE GENTE, EU JURO!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Criança mente bastante, eu não fugi da regra.. mentia mesmo, não tinha nem vergonha.. mas isso deve ser combatido desde cedo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É muito feio&lt;/span&gt; ver que uma pessoa chegou à fase adulta mentindo sem controle. É triste ver que alguém (muitas vezes sem o menor talento) quer te passar para trás com uma mentirinha de quinta.. a esses eu não pergunto nem que horas são ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agora descruzem os dedos e vamos ser felizes,&lt;br /&gt;Até mais!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-8621276514519026985?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/8621276514519026985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=8621276514519026985&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8621276514519026985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8621276514519026985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/04/enganei-o-bobo-na-casca-do-ovo.html' title='Enganei o bobo na casca do ovo...'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_HEB8OozzI/AAAAAAAAASU/6fkTEGLM1hM/s72-c/FITA+REFLEX%C3%83O.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-3791246239069491943</id><published>2008-03-31T20:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:17:25.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mastheus' Tape - O Selo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_GLvcOozwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5pUxFPVaApg/s1600-h/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_GLvcOozwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5pUxFPVaApg/s320/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184078293227851522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matheus' Tape&lt;/span&gt; é novo mas é metido, já tem até um selo &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;EXCLUSIVO&lt;/span&gt; (o mundo é dos espertos, nunca se esqueçam disto!). A intenção é homenagear Blogs que merecem reconhecimento. Para ser selado, no entanto, o Blog deve agradar e manter o bom nível, ou seja, ser lindo e valioso.. uma&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jóia!&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_GKCsOozvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/D0NKHXa7tWM/s1600-h/selo+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_GKCsOozvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/D0NKHXa7tWM/s320/selo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184076424917077746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como a gente &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não gosta&lt;/span&gt; de perder tempo, já iniciamos os trabalhos selando os seguintes Blogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.canseidesercult.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cansei de Ser Cult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://onexoeeu.blogspot.com/"&gt;O Nexo e Eu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://lucasjdeoliveira.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucas de Oliveira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Espero que tenham gostado da surpresa.. que vocês saibam indicá-lo da melhor forma;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-3791246239069491943?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/3791246239069491943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=3791246239069491943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3791246239069491943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3791246239069491943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/mastheus-tape-o-selo.html' title='Mastheus&apos; Tape - O Selo'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R_GLvcOozwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5pUxFPVaApg/s72-c/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-2104747494262740617</id><published>2008-03-28T00:39:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T15:14:21.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Globo, minha filha, resolve tua crise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-yGncOozuI/AAAAAAAAARs/HbHjFgpJ8VM/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-yGncOozuI/AAAAAAAAARs/HbHjFgpJ8VM/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182665283347205858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Está tudo uma bagunça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;O que está acontecendo com o núcleo de teledramaturgia da maior rede de televisão do Brasil? Mesmo ainda sendo líder de audiência, a emissora carioca já não é mais a potência de antes. Pode parecer bobagem, mas a decadência da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Globo&lt;/span&gt; significa o sucesso da segunda colocada, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Record&lt;/span&gt;; E isso, sinceramente, não deve resultar em coisa boa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-yGcsOoztI/AAAAAAAAARk/IRTI7Mbtcd8/s1600-h/Globo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-yGcsOoztI/AAAAAAAAARk/IRTI7Mbtcd8/s400/Globo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182665098663612114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLIM PLIM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mas a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Globo&lt;/span&gt; não se toca! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desejo Proibido&lt;/span&gt; já começou errado, copiando tema de abertura da novela de outra emissora (Vamos dar nome aos bois: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Usurpadora&lt;/span&gt; - Televisa&lt;/span&gt;, versão SBT). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Três Irmãs&lt;/span&gt; vai demorar para entrar na grade e já desagrada, Chatolina Dieckman sendo irmã de Giovanna Antonelli e Cláudia Abreu, esta última deveria estar em novela das &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20hs&lt;/span&gt;, assim como Regina Duarte, que nessa mesma trama interpretará uma empregada doméstica (a pedido da mesma). Outro lixo é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciranda de Pedra&lt;/span&gt;, um remake que vai trazer Ana Paula Arósio como uma mãe perturbada/esposa frustrada. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;[Spoiler]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O BOM É QUE ELA MORRE POR VOLTA DO CAPÍTULO 80&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;[Fim do Spoiler]&lt;/span&gt;. Mas nem tudo é desgraça, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juízo Final&lt;/span&gt; (essa promete!!), substituta da muito chata &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duas Caras&lt;/span&gt;, será protagonizada por Patrícia Pillar, que estava há 12 anos longe das produções de grande porte. Mas como tudo ainda está por vir, vamos aguardar... estou aqui só esperando os deslizes da Globo para poder criticar e falar mal, ou elogiar, sei lá =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-yF68OozsI/AAAAAAAAARc/mQgvEmSSKG8/s1600-h/Michelangelo+juizo+final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-yF68OozsI/AAAAAAAAARc/mQgvEmSSKG8/s400/Michelangelo+juizo+final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182664518843027138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUÍZO FINAL - DE MICHELANGELO (ALGUÉM ACREDITA QUE A GLOBO VAI PRO CÉU?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-2104747494262740617?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/2104747494262740617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=2104747494262740617&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2104747494262740617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2104747494262740617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/globo-minha-filha-resolve-tua-crise.html' title='Globo, minha filha, resolve tua crise!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-yGncOozuI/AAAAAAAAARs/HbHjFgpJ8VM/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-200472214054113593</id><published>2008-03-26T00:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T01:06:06.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme Number 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-nlncOozpI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZeyDb7gqvVo/s1600-h/FITA+LEGAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-nlncOozpI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZeyDb7gqvVo/s320/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181925312021712530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Blog &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" href="http://www.canseidesercult.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cansei de Ser Cult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me indicou, mais uma vez, para um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adorável&lt;/span&gt; Meme ^^&lt;br /&gt;O negócio agora é falar/comentar/indicar/sei lá.. sobre jogos e tal. Eu &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NUNCA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jogo nada online, nem em video-game. Mas vou citar aqui os jogos que eu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mais gosto&lt;/span&gt; e que me marcaram em algum momento da minha vida. Os de luta predominam, mas o clássico encanador Mário está presente na minha lista!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-nlbMOozoI/AAAAAAAAARA/fBMkPC4KENU/s1600-h/gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaames.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-nlbMOozoI/AAAAAAAAARA/fBMkPC4KENU/s400/gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaames.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181925101568315010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STREET FIGHTER II; BOMBERMAN;  CDZ;  X-MEN; MORTAL KOMBAT E MÁRIO BROS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;São &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;games&lt;/span&gt; que, definitivamente, fizeram parte de um momento importante.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estiveram comigo&lt;/span&gt; na época em que formei a base da minha personalidade. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inesquecíveis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indico&lt;/span&gt; agora o &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://sauloguimaraes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog do Saulo Guimarães&lt;/a&gt;, arrocha meu querido!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-200472214054113593?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/200472214054113593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=200472214054113593&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/200472214054113593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/200472214054113593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/meme-number-2.html' title='Meme Number 2'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-nlncOozpI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZeyDb7gqvVo/s72-c/FITA+LEGAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6407692237480714556</id><published>2008-03-24T00:35:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T01:46:55.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Piiiiiiiiiiiii!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-c9-cOoznI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/u9J9pxFy0kA/s1600-h/FITA+DI%C3%81RIO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-c9-cOoznI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/u9J9pxFy0kA/s320/FITA+DI%C3%81RIO.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181178039251816050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estava eu, seguindo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tranquilamente&lt;/span&gt; pela Avenida Ceará, na altura do Posto Shell, quando resolvi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;virar à esquerda&lt;/span&gt;, a fim de cortar caminho pela Capoeira para poder chegar mais rápido em casa.. pois bem, assim que dobrei, já ouvi: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Piiiiiiiiiiiii!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Era um&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; guarda de trânsito&lt;/span&gt;. Quando ele chegou junto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;já perguntei&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-c9vsOozmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YRlTqsIhHjw/s1600-h/placa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-c9vsOozmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YRlTqsIhHjw/s320/placa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181177785848745570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;OI MATHEUS, TUDO BEM? SOU EU, PLACA DE TRÂNSITO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Não pode mais ir por aqui não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Você não viu a sinalização?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Vi não..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pois é..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Mas mudaram agora né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não, há aproximadamente 45 dias..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Eita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sua carteira e a documentação do carro, por favor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O sr. mora por aqui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Moro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ahhh, então o sr. mora por aqui e não sabia da mudança?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Sabia não, eu moro no José Augusto, nunca pego esse caminho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Humm, não pega esse caminho né? sei.. Pois o sr. preste mais atenção viu seu Matheus?! Porque dirigir sem atenção, é infração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Aham..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Agora o sr. já sabe o que fazer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então cortei caminho &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pelo posto&lt;/span&gt; e ouvi outro &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Piiiiiiiiiiiii!!!&lt;/span&gt;, mas eu já estava longe demais.. (acho que ele queria que eu voltasse pelo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mesmo caminho&lt;/span&gt;, pffff ¬¬)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6407692237480714556?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6407692237480714556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6407692237480714556&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6407692237480714556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6407692237480714556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/estava-eu-seguindo-tranquilamente-pela.html' title='Piiiiiiiiiiiii!!!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-c9-cOoznI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/u9J9pxFy0kA/s72-c/FITA+DI%C3%81RIO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-7632192257491416833</id><published>2008-03-23T23:18:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:54:49.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1º Selo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-cs08OozlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ORiI_YWlp4M/s1600-h/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-cs08OozlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ORiI_YWlp4M/s320/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181159184345386578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gostaria de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;agradecer&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;a href="http://despelacoqueiro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nana&lt;/a&gt;, que neste domingo de páscoa presenteou o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matheus' Tape&lt;/span&gt; com um selo  muito bacana. Recebo  com muita satisfação. Valeu Nana!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-cscMOozkI/AAAAAAAAAQg/1BAm0SuvYhU/s1600-h/selo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-cscMOozkI/AAAAAAAAAQg/1BAm0SuvYhU/s400/selo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181158759143624258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;SELO "SENSAÇÕES ALUCINÓGENAS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não perco tempo e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;passo adiante&lt;/span&gt; ao Blog &lt;a href="http://onexoeeu.blogspot.com/"&gt;'O Nexo e Eu'&lt;/a&gt;, do meu amigo Yuri, que vai saber apreciar, e se for o caso, bem indicar este selo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até mais!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-7632192257491416833?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/7632192257491416833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=7632192257491416833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7632192257491416833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7632192257491416833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/1-selo.html' title='1º Selo'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-cs08OozlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ORiI_YWlp4M/s72-c/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-5375356945869926605</id><published>2008-03-23T02:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T02:34:21.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Eva Perón que nada!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-YDC8OozhI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tVVl3m-2xvU/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-YDC8OozhI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tVVl3m-2xvU/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180831770398477842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confesso:&lt;/span&gt; Estou apaixonado por Lalola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu já havia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desistido do SBT&lt;/span&gt; há muito tempo.. mas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt; me fez mudar de idéia exatamente no dia da estréia de Lalola, a novela argentina que faz sucesso não só na minha casa, mas no mundo todo. Não há quem não se renda às loucuras e tramas que envolvem &lt;span&gt;Lola &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carla Peterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.. a cada dia uma nova surpresa, um novo desafio.. sempre regado com muito humor e criatividade. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Punto para los hermanos&lt;/span&gt;, que estão de parabéns por este trabalho primoroso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-YC5sOozgI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cE7VcxCkjbo/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-YC5sOozgI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cE7VcxCkjbo/s400/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180831611484687874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A PREMIADA CARLA PETERSON VEM AO BRASIL NA PRIMEIRA OPORTUNIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A novela ainda não acabou&lt;/span&gt; na Argentina, potanto não sabemos se Lola volta a ser Lalo ou se continua sendo Lola, para poder viver feliz ao lado de seu amado Fernando (eu prefiro assim).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Como tenho bom coração, vou disponibilizar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dois brindes&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.orkut.com/Album.aspx?uid=15474271011176744654&amp;amp;aid=1"&gt;&lt;span id="staticTitle1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" id="breadcumb_tail"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Música tema da primeira vez de Lola e Fernando -&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/101655596/Brandi_Carlile_-_The_Story.mp3.html"&gt;Brandi Carlile - The Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.orkut.com/Album.aspx?uid=15474271011176744654&amp;amp;aid=1"&gt;&lt;span id="staticTitle1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="breadcumb_tail"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ringtone Lalola -&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/101656782/Ringtone_Miranda_Lalola.mp3.html"&gt;Miranda! - Hola&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-5375356945869926605?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/5375356945869926605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=5375356945869926605&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5375356945869926605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5375356945869926605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/que-eva-pern-que-nada.html' title='Que Eva Perón que nada!!!!!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-YDC8OozhI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tVVl3m-2xvU/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-3498373071105472032</id><published>2008-03-20T00:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T01:32:14.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surreal - Parte I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-H0jsOozfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/LF5hdU9BUc0/s1600-h/FITA+IMPORTANTE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-H0jsOozfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/LF5hdU9BUc0/s320/FITA+IMPORTANTE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179689940457934322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não, &lt;/span&gt;eu não descobri sozinho que o mundo em que vivemos é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surreal&lt;/span&gt;. Cada pessoa que participou da minha vida até hoje contribuiu para que eu chegasse a esta conclusão. Alguns acontecimentos me deixaram sem palavras, algumas pessoas foram totalmente desnecessárias e muitas delas me convenceram que, minha primeira impressão sobre as mesmas estava &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;TOTALMENTE&lt;/span&gt; errada, uma pena.&lt;br /&gt;Antes, me decepcionar com alguém era o fim da vida, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hoje&lt;/span&gt;, é o início de uma nova. Daquele jeitinho bem clássico mesmo, abandono tudo o que não me serve, pesa e faz mal e então sigo em frente com aquilo que ainda me resta de digno, nem que seja apenas o que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sobrou&lt;/span&gt; de um coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-HzwcOozeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/F60F1ywlcr0/s1600-h/NERO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-HzwcOozeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/F60F1ywlcr0/s320/NERO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179689059989638626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'A SEPARAÇÃO DO ÁTOMO' DE SALVADOR DALÍ - SEM DÚVIDA, MEU PREFERIDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não estou preparado para o mundo em que vivemos. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não gosto&lt;/span&gt; da hipocrisia num brilhante sorriso e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muito menos&lt;/span&gt; da pobreza de um espírito. Eu não gosto de tanta coisa. Me percebi o maior dos exigentes agora, chega a ser bobo. Mas é que quanto mais vivo, mais acredito que conviver decentemente com as pessoas desse planeta virou um sonho a ser realizado (quase utópico), mas tá valendo.. e como bom admirador de Dalí, sigo em frente pelo meio das cores e dores surreais  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-3498373071105472032?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/3498373071105472032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=3498373071105472032&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3498373071105472032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3498373071105472032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/surreal-parte-i.html' title='Surreal - Parte I'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-H0jsOozfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/LF5hdU9BUc0/s72-c/FITA+IMPORTANTE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-764303008786722451</id><published>2008-03-19T15:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:09:42.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-F2vsOozcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qqQE-nHiqQA/s1600-h/FITA+LEGAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-F2vsOozcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qqQE-nHiqQA/s400/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179551608151264706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Blog&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.canseidesercult.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cansei de Ser Cult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me indicou para um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meme &lt;/span&gt;um tanto interessante. Vou acabar por revelar uma parte da minha cultura (ui!!), já que o negócio é escrever um trecho de algo que nós já lemos. Mas não é qualquer trecho, tem que ser especial: 5º parágrafo da página 161 de um livro da nossa preferência. Optei por um clássico da literatura norte-americana, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'O outro lado da meia-noite'&lt;/span&gt;, de Sidney Sheldon, do qual sou &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muito&lt;/span&gt;, muito fã!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-F2lsOozbI/AAAAAAAAAPU/re3oaRD-ogc/s1600-h/LIVRO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-F2lsOozbI/AAAAAAAAAPU/re3oaRD-ogc/s400/LIVRO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179551436352572850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;NOELLE PAGE: A MAIOR ATRIZ DO MUNDO É RANCOROSA E ACABA COM A VIDA DE TODOS AO SEU REDOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Quer dizer que ele não era totalmente insensível. Ou talvez tivesse medo de competir com a sombra de William Fraser. Ela o observou, enquanto dirigia habilmente pelo tráfego do começo da noite. Não, ele não tinha medo de nada - e isso fazia parte se sua maldita atração."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Agora é a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;minha&lt;/span&gt; vez de passar a terefa adiante, e os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;escolhidos&lt;/span&gt; foram:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;&gt;  &lt;a href="http://onexoeeu.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Nexo e Eu - Yuri Marcel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;&gt;  &lt;a href="http://ofantasticomundodacris.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Fantátco Mundo da Cris - Cristina Almeida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-764303008786722451?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/764303008786722451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=764303008786722451&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/764303008786722451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/764303008786722451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/meme.html' title='Meme ~~'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-F2vsOozcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qqQE-nHiqQA/s72-c/FITA+LEGAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-2073391672759894307</id><published>2008-03-19T00:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:02:57.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeeeeear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-CrFLz2_JI/AAAAAAAAAPM/aFgr7-uZsmw/s1600-h/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-CrFLz2_JI/AAAAAAAAAPM/aFgr7-uZsmw/s320/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179327677034069138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fobia é medo&lt;/span&gt;, simples assim. Esse sentimento é umas das primeiras noções do homem. Natural e saudável, o medo é tão significativo que pode até moldar a nossa personalidade, como também modificar, de uma hora para outra, o nosso estado de espírito. São muitos os medos, aliás, nem é possível calcular a quatidade exata, porque sempre vai ter alguém com medo de seja lá o quer for!&lt;br /&gt;Fiz uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pesquisa&lt;/span&gt; rápida com meus amigos (via msn e telefone), para saber qual era o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maior medo&lt;/span&gt; deles. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;André Calixto&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manuel Cañas&lt;/span&gt; disseram que temem perder a mãe, e a minha (mãe) tem medo de raios e trovões. O &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/xadrezinhu_boy/24458804"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fabiano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; disse ter medo de escorpião e peçonhentos em geral, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patrícia  Dias&lt;/span&gt; foi mais além, e filosofou: 'tenho medo daqueles que me rodeiam, pois nunca se pode conhecê-los 100%'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-Cq1bz2_II/AAAAAAAAAPE/jcj_wpJlav8/s1600-h/MEDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-Cq1bz2_II/AAAAAAAAAPE/jcj_wpJlav8/s320/MEDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179327406451129474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MORTE, MONGUINHAS (PAVOROSOS), ESCORPIÕES, PALHAÇOS E FICAR VELHO: MEDO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://onexoeeu.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yuri Marcel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Luis Rabello &lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Marcelo Blanco&lt;/span&gt; hesitaram quanto aos seus medos e não souberam responder com exatidão. Para quem acha que medo é brincadeira, aqui vai o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vídeo&lt;/span&gt; de uma moça que se &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;APAVORA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; só em ouvir falar em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;picles&lt;/span&gt;, isso mesmo, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;picles&lt;/span&gt;. A moça, que ironicamente é garçonete, chega a dizer aos clientes que não há &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;picles&lt;/span&gt; no restaurante onde trabalha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSCotdOh5WY&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSCotdOh5WY&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.achetudoeregiao.com.br/ANIMAIS/gif_animal/caranguejeira.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clique aqui e descubra qual é o meu maior medo =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E o seu, qual é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-2073391672759894307?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/2073391672759894307/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=2073391672759894307&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2073391672759894307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2073391672759894307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/feeeeeear.html' title='Feeeeeear'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R-CrFLz2_JI/AAAAAAAAAPM/aFgr7-uZsmw/s72-c/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-5095588478123245919</id><published>2008-03-17T21:50:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:52:05.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Vida Sitcom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R98u6rz2_GI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vsgWaS8Y6vQ/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R98u6rz2_GI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vsgWaS8Y6vQ/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178909682226887778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blá blá blá, não tinha o que falar e resolvi postar sobre meus seriados preferidos =X &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Estejam eles no ar, ou não - sem ordem de preferência]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01- Veronica's Closet&lt;/span&gt; - Kirstie Alley esteve impecável no papel da destrambelhada dona de uma companhia de lingerie. Sua assistente Olive, interpretada por Kathy Najimy era um dos destaques; Muito bom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02- Os Normais&lt;/span&gt; - Os nacionais também merecem tooodos os elogios, Vani e Rui eram imbatíveis. Uma pena que a continuação do longa foi adiada, mal posso esperar para vê-los novamente!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R98utLz2_FI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Wi35tpiW22I/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R98utLz2_FI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Wi35tpiW22I/s320/033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178909450298653778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;VERONICA VENDEU A LINGERIE QUE VANI USOU NO CASAMENTO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03- Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; (minha) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bola da vez!&lt;/span&gt; A versão americana da novela colombiana deu muito certo. Eu cheguei a duvidar (lógico, depois de '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A feia mais bela&lt;/span&gt;', o que esperar?), mas o charme da série é irresistível. America Ferrera (Betty), Mark Indelicato (Justin) e Michael Urie (Marc) roubam a cena, sempre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;04- Dama de Ouro&lt;/span&gt; - Bom, a minha memória me garante uma coisa: A policial Katy Mahoney era a estrela do primeiro seriado que assisti na vida. E aqui está ela, para receber as devidas homenagens, huahahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R98ubLz2_DI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1OhqrADWS7k/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R98ubLz2_DI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1OhqrADWS7k/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178909141061008434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;FEIURA NÃO DÁ CADEIA, NÉ BETTY? ENTÃO KATY, FICA NA TUA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;05- I Love Lucy&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;NSUPERÁVEL!!&lt;/span&gt; Lucille Ball (Lucy) e seu marido Desi Arnaz (Ricky Ricardo) foram, por muitos anos, os maiores astros da televisão americana. Eu choro de tanto rir.. definitivamente, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;é a melhor de TODAS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R98uibz2_EI/AAAAAAAAAOk/J6V6NWfnSSU/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R98uibz2_EI/AAAAAAAAAOk/J6V6NWfnSSU/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178909265615060034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;LUCY E RICKY - A REALEZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qual é o seriado preferido de vocês??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-5095588478123245919?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/5095588478123245919/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=5095588478123245919&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5095588478123245919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5095588478123245919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/minha-vida-sitcom.html' title='Minha Vida Sitcom'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R98u6rz2_GI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vsgWaS8Y6vQ/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6237254873965216011</id><published>2008-03-16T16:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T16:20:48.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The last rose do último domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R92Oc7z2_AI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KzQDX7Df8jA/s1600-h/FITA+LIXO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R92Oc7z2_AI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KzQDX7Df8jA/s320/FITA+LIXO.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178451774288624642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu quis&lt;br /&gt;Que você fosse a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;última rosa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vermelha como batom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Linda&lt;/span&gt;, como a luz dos teus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas pensamos diferente, e então&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nada&lt;/span&gt; de rosa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nada&lt;/span&gt; de última,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas lembrança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que esta,&lt;br /&gt;Sem qualquer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;covardia&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seja lindamente eterna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R92Nnbz2-_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/NJDnUG8wlCE/s1600-h/bommmmm+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R92Nnbz2-_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/NJDnUG8wlCE/s320/bommmmm+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178450855165623282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;EU, COM CARA DE DOMINGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6237254873965216011?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6237254873965216011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6237254873965216011&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6237254873965216011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6237254873965216011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-rose-do-ltimo-domingo.html' title='The last rose do último domingo'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R92Oc7z2_AI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KzQDX7Df8jA/s72-c/FITA+LIXO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-4711665159124947620</id><published>2008-03-15T01:53:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T14:20:52.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Alguém está dizendo: I love you baby!' ♪♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9tzqrz2-9I/AAAAAAAAANs/0FeDeOdSsV4/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177859373744454610" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9tzqrz2-9I/AAAAAAAAANs/0FeDeOdSsV4/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me senti &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nublado&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sem querer muita conversa ou outra coisa qualquer.&lt;br /&gt;Vi que era sério quando me encontrei concentrado nas músicas da &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adriana&lt;/span&gt;, ícone romântico do final dos anos 80.&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não estou&lt;/span&gt; apaixonado (como alguns de vocês devem ter imaginado..),&lt;br /&gt;O lance é simples e complicado &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the same time&lt;/span&gt;, normal, já que é um lance de vida.&lt;br /&gt;E &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt; meus amores, é implacavelmente escrota, muito mais do que se pode imaginar. E meus lances, são absurdos demais para eu processar.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez não, mas daí durmo um pouco, e deixo tudo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;para depois..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9wfKrz2--I/AAAAAAAAAN0/1X57Zu5mD8w/s1600-h/math+adriana+1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178047939988618210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9wfKrz2--I/AAAAAAAAAN0/1X57Zu5mD8w/s400/math+adriana+1.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;EU E ADRIANA, ROMANTICOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E para quem ficou curioso em saber &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quem&lt;/span&gt; é Adriana, basta clicar aqui e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baixar&lt;/span&gt;, via &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rapidshare&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/99647136/Adriana_-_Pra_sempre_vou_te_amar.mp3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Pra Sempre Vou Te Amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/99647766/Adriana_-_I_Love_You_Baby__Te_Amar_E_Tao_Bom_.mp3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;I Love You baby (Te Amar É Tão Bom)&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066; font-size: 78%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-4711665159124947620?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/4711665159124947620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=4711665159124947620&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/4711665159124947620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/4711665159124947620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/algum-est-dizendo-i-love-you-baby.html' title='&apos;Alguém está dizendo: I love you baby!&apos; ♪♪'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9tzqrz2-9I/AAAAAAAAANs/0FeDeOdSsV4/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-5965724745881273231</id><published>2008-03-14T12:54:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:41:25.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paixão, coração, ração..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9q8mLz2-6I/AAAAAAAAANU/xv9F_g9geMA/s1600-h/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9q8mLz2-6I/AAAAAAAAANU/xv9F_g9geMA/s320/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177658085807160226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cachorro&lt;/span&gt; sempre se faz presente na nossa vida, mesmo na de quem não gosta ou na de quem não tem um em casa. Ontem vi na televisão um comercial da Pedigree, achei lindo. No mesmo instante me lembrei de um Comercial da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TVE - TV Española&lt;/span&gt; (A mesma emissora que transmitirá o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eurovision Song Contest&lt;/span&gt;, no dia 24 de maio, NÃO PERCAM!!), que tinha um cachorrinho que queria ir embora de casa, por não receber mais atenção do dono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iGYLkHimE-4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iGYLkHimE-4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMERCIAL PEDIGREE - LOUCOS POR CACHORRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2th3BbhntpA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2th3BbhntpA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;COMERCIAL TV ESPAÑOLA - TÃO ESPECIAL QUANTO O 'COMPRE BATOM'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu sempre gostei de cachorro, aqui a bola da vez é a minha princesa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gall&lt;/span&gt;, que ao contrário do Zé, não me aborrece, me deixa contente. Quando me vê, vem correndo brincar comigo (eu nunca dou a atenção que ela merece.. até daria, se ela fosse menos agressiva ¬¬). Mas gosto dela mesmo assim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9q8A7z2-5I/AAAAAAAAANM/1oUZgi88pGs/s1600-h/gall+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9q8A7z2-5I/AAAAAAAAANM/1oUZgi88pGs/s320/gall+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177657445857033106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;GALL - MESMO COM ESPANHOL FLUENTE E DOCUMENTAÇÃO EM DIA, FOI BARRADA NO AEROPORTO DE MADRID, ENQUANTO TENTAVA FUGIR DE CRUELA CRUEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;PS: O cãozinho do comercial da TVE, que fugiu para o Brasil, também foi barrado no Galeão..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-5965724745881273231?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/5965724745881273231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=5965724745881273231&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5965724745881273231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5965724745881273231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/paixo-corao-rao.html' title='Paixão, coração, ração..'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9q8mLz2-6I/AAAAAAAAANU/xv9F_g9geMA/s72-c/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-2339726296623383581</id><published>2008-03-13T00:18:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:48:27.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Olhe através..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9i507z2-4I/AAAAAAAAANE/aSskZypKqTo/s1600-h/FITA+REFLEX%C3%83O.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9i507z2-4I/AAAAAAAAANE/aSskZypKqTo/s320/FITA+REFLEX%C3%83O.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177092090721926018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuidado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não olhe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apenas&lt;/span&gt; com os olhos, eles podem não processar toda a verdade;&lt;br /&gt;Sinta, olhe através..&lt;br /&gt;E certamente verás algo mais, algo cuja importância é fundamental,&lt;br /&gt;Algo de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;verdade&lt;/span&gt; ou de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mentira&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melhor assim, não é?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9i5R7z2-3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/aZ6eU3UV26g/s1600-h/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9i5R7z2-3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/aZ6eU3UV26g/s400/eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177091489426504562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;O QUE VOCÊ VÊ EM MIM? NÃO RESPONDA!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-2339726296623383581?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/2339726296623383581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=2339726296623383581&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2339726296623383581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2339726296623383581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/olhe-atravs.html' title='Olhe através..'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9i507z2-4I/AAAAAAAAANE/aSskZypKqTo/s72-c/FITA+REFLEX%C3%83O.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-2200319953902371837</id><published>2008-03-12T01:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T02:06:11.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ploc!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9d7QLz2-2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/GYSVV4655ik/s1600-h/FITA+NEWS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9d7QLz2-2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/GYSVV4655ik/s320/FITA+NEWS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176741814664100706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na próxima semana será lançado o novo vídeo de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Break The Ice'&lt;/span&gt;. O clipe é novidade na carreira de Britney, já que se trata de um Anime (já comentei sobre isso aqui no Matheus' Tape). Mas Britney não está tão indisposta assim, nesta semana a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CBS&lt;/span&gt; confirmou a presença da cantora no seriado '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother'&lt;/span&gt;, no episódio a ser exibido no dia 24/03. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Detalhe:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alicia Silverstone&lt;/span&gt; também participaria da série, mas desistiu após a confirmação de Britney no elenco. É, nossa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Batgirl&lt;/span&gt; já não é mais a mesma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9d68Lz2-1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/xTQRn1xirBY/s1600-h/britneybatgirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9d68Lz2-1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/xTQRn1xirBY/s400/britneybatgirl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176741471066717010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;HEROÍNAS: ANIME DE BRITNEY BOTA MEDO NA BATGIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas nem tudo é &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freakshow&lt;/span&gt; no mundo pop, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madonna&lt;/span&gt;, em parceria com o queridinho &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;, reaparece em cena com a nada interessante '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Four Minutes&lt;/span&gt;'. Mas alguém se importa? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É hit, prestando ou não..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9d6mLz2-0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/0P7FcXFzBr0/s1600-h/madonnafourminutes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9d6mLz2-0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/0P7FcXFzBr0/s200/madonnafourminutes.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176741093109594946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;SE VOCÊ NÃO TEM PENA DOS SEUS OUVIDOS, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p34FhI9Cqa0"&gt;OUÇA AQUI O NOVO SOM DE MADONNA!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neverland&lt;/span&gt;, o famoso rancho/parque de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt; está totalmente abandonado, o lugar parece o cenário de 'A Bruxa de Blair', só que mais destruído.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9d5irz2-yI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5jonq1mDr-c/s1600-h/Neverland.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9d5irz2-yI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5jonq1mDr-c/s320/Neverland.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176739933468424994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;NA 'TERRA DO NUNCA' DE MICHAEL JACKSON, SININHO E PETER PAN FORAM SEXUALMENTE ABUSADOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-2200319953902371837?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/2200319953902371837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=2200319953902371837&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2200319953902371837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2200319953902371837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/pop.html' title='Ploc!!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9d7QLz2-2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/GYSVV4655ik/s72-c/FITA+NEWS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-7298397393354945942</id><published>2008-03-11T10:37:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:05:43.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Pecados - O Jogo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9ap-bz2-xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3SzSiCrsGBo/s1600-h/FITA+LEGAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9ap-bz2-xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3SzSiCrsGBo/s320/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176511711791217426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cheio das boas intenções &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, o Vaticano publicou, no último dia 09/03, uma nova lista dos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pecados Capitais&lt;/span&gt;. Agora além da Gula, Avareza, Ira, Soberba, Vaidade, Luxúria e Inveja, contamos com: Modificação Genética, Poluir o Ambiente, Provocar Injustiça Social, Causar Pobreza, Tornar-se Extremamente Rico e, para finalizar, Consumir Drogas. Não sei bem se foi uma boa idéia, já que a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Igreja Católica&lt;/span&gt;, que vem perdendo força e espaço nos últimos anos, não se encontra em condições de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;dificultar&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; a vida dos fiéis. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para divulgarem os novos pecados, poderiam lançar um game!!! *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9apq7z2-wI/AAAAAAAAAME/z7lnwyZ9wJU/s1600-h/kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9apq7z2-wI/AAAAAAAAAME/z7lnwyZ9wJU/s400/kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176511376783768322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;13 PECADOS - PLAYSTATION: VENCE O JOGO QUEM PECAR MAIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vou já ligar para o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bom Dia &amp;amp; Cia&lt;/span&gt; e participar da brincadeira para ganhar um Playstation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comigo.. Playstation!! Playstation!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-7298397393354945942?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/7298397393354945942/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=7298397393354945942&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7298397393354945942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7298397393354945942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/13-pecados-o-jogo.html' title='13 Pecados - O Jogo'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9ap-bz2-xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3SzSiCrsGBo/s72-c/FITA+LEGAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-5051341564736910561</id><published>2008-03-10T14:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T15:15:12.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As guardiãs do universo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9WRD7z2-vI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RZRpfdmPYfk/s1600-h/FITA+MUSICA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9WRD7z2-vI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RZRpfdmPYfk/s200/FITA+MUSICA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176202843513092850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9WQvLz2-uI/AAAAAAAAAL0/D5-Fp_50tBw/s1600-h/fenixx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9WQvLz2-uI/AAAAAAAAAL0/D5-Fp_50tBw/s200/fenixx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176202487030807266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIGURINO DA NOVA TOUR DO DANITY KANE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em um momento de desespero, o grupo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danity Kane&lt;/span&gt; vestiu a Armadura de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fênix&lt;/span&gt;, e ressurgiu das próprias cinzas (eu pensei que elas estavam mortas, me enganei - hoje elas são melhores que&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Spice Girls&lt;/span&gt;). O novo single 'Damage' é muito bom, e as meninas voltaram mais interessantes. No vídeo abaixo, pode-se conferir a versão acapella de um trecho da música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cfDQSi-9Q2U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cfDQSi-9Q2U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-5051341564736910561?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/5051341564736910561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=5051341564736910561&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5051341564736910561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/5051341564736910561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-guardis-do-universo.html' title='As guardiãs do universo!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9WRD7z2-vI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RZRpfdmPYfk/s72-c/FITA+MUSICA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-899763907059744731</id><published>2008-03-09T19:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:52:23.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumo a Belgrado!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9SD1Lz2-oI/AAAAAAAAALE/p6RFxIFUlR4/s1600-h/FITA+MUSICA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9SD1Lz2-oI/AAAAAAAAALE/p6RFxIFUlR4/s320/FITA+MUSICA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175906821482150530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não vou me aprofundar no assunto, porém, não poderia deixar passar em branco a minha satisfação em ver o russo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dima Bilan&lt;/span&gt; de volta ao Eurovision Song Contest, ainda mais depois de ter vencido o grande favorito, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sergey Lazarev&lt;/span&gt;, na disputa nacional.&lt;br /&gt;Outra surpresa, desta vez desagradável, foi a escolha espanhola.. o 'Zé Bonitinho' cantando um rap qualquer não deve agradar em Belgrado. E parece que o inacreditável aconteceu: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Portugal&lt;/span&gt; acertou na escolha.. vamos aguardar mais informações!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9SDV7z2-nI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rPC1-S600o0/s1600-h/dimainathens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9SDV7z2-nI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rPC1-S600o0/s400/dimainathens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175906284611238514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;DIMA BILAN, VICE CAMPEÃO DO ESC/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lembrando que os fãs brasileiros do ESC podem acompanhar todas as novidades em um Blog dedicado ao festival. Para visitar o Blog do Janelão do Eurovision, &lt;a href="http://janelaesc.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clique aqui!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Notas Rápidas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mister Espírito Santo foi eleito Mister Brasil 2008, na noite de ontem, em Poços de Caldas-MG.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mengão&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;venceu novamente, é uma máquina do futebol!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Novo clipe de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney&lt;/span&gt; deverá ser em cartoon, a moça não está em condições de gravar um vídeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-899763907059744731?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/899763907059744731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=899763907059744731&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/899763907059744731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/899763907059744731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/rumo-belgrado.html' title='Rumo a Belgrado!!!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9SD1Lz2-oI/AAAAAAAAALE/p6RFxIFUlR4/s72-c/FITA+MUSICA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-6935174723394587437</id><published>2008-03-07T20:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:59:06.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dá o pé Zé!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9HtJrz2-lI/AAAAAAAAAKs/u6ulZNOn34E/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9HtJrz2-lI/AAAAAAAAAKs/u6ulZNOn34E/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175178197460253266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu&lt;/span&gt; e o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zé&lt;/span&gt; temos uma relação &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muito difícil&lt;/span&gt;. Basta eu aparecer na varanda e a idéia de que o mundo é pequeno demais para nós dois surge em minha mente. Quando não faz um escândalo, este palhaço avança na minha pessoa com um ódio até hoje nunca visto em outro ser neste mundo. Dizem que ódio e amor andam de mãos dadas, eu não duvido. Quando estou longe, o Zé começa a gritar: Matheeeeeus!! Matheeeeeus!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9Hs8rz2-kI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pm2xncqQRqc/s1600-h/matheus+z%C3%A9+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9Hs8rz2-kI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pm2xncqQRqc/s400/matheus+z%C3%A9+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175177974121953858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;EU E O PILANTRA DO ZÉ!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que desde novembro de 2001, nossa amizade não é mais a mesma. Vou contar, por alto, o que aconteceu; Fiquei uns dias internado e tal, quando cheguei em casa, fui falar com o Zé, que me recepcionou de forma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bruta&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doentia&lt;/span&gt;, o safado me beslicou por 2 lindas vezes, quando vi o sangue escorrendo larguei dele. Pronto, foi isso. E hoje, num momento muito especial, tiramos essa foto juntos, em homenagem ao que me disseram uma vez: recordar é viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-6935174723394587437?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/6935174723394587437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=6935174723394587437&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6935174723394587437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/6935174723394587437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/d-o-p-z.html' title='Dá o pé Zé!!!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9HtJrz2-lI/AAAAAAAAAKs/u6ulZNOn34E/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-3143995996874567857</id><published>2008-03-07T14:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:20:38.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Não dando 'Baku', tá tudo certo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9GfV7z2-iI/AAAAAAAAAKU/piDkBVrbIiY/s1600-h/FITA+LEGAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9GfV7z2-iI/AAAAAAAAAKU/piDkBVrbIiY/s320/FITA+LEGAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175092646006684194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A peleja pelo direito de sediar os Jogos Olímpicos de 2016 já começou, e três cidades se destacam nessa briga. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt; de Al Capone se embola com a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madrid&lt;/span&gt; das prostitutas brasileiras numa acirrada disputa com o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio de Janeiro&lt;/span&gt; do Cap. Nascimento e sua fabulosa Tropa de Elite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Comitê Olímpico Internacional sempre foi muito criterioso na hora de escolher a sede de uma Olimpíada (a gente finge que acredita né?!), mas dessa vez a coisa pode complicar um pouco, e ao anunciar a cidade campeã no próximo ano, poderá enfrentar um problema (ou não, huahahuah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O negócio é o seguinte: Chicago peca por ser uma cidade americana. Isso pode parecer estranho, mas não é.. os EUA são famosos por tratarem grandes eventos como se fossem um simples torneio de escola municipal. Foi assim na Copa do Mundo-1994, e logo em seguida, nas Olimpíadas de Atlanta-1996. A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muy hermosa&lt;/span&gt; Madrid, conhecida por ser palco de prostituição e ataques terroristas, encanta a todos com sua bandeira de 'um dos países que mais cresce na Europa', além de contar com uma excelente estrutura, tanto econômica quanto organizacional, o que a credencia para sediar, mais uma vez, o maior evento esportivo do planeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9Geobz2-gI/AAAAAAAAAKE/r-FCq8BsnZ0/s1600-h/logo+olimpico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9Geobz2-gI/AAAAAAAAAKE/r-FCq8BsnZ0/s400/logo+olimpico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175091864322636290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já a nossa cidade maravilhosa busca um flash de toda essa luz em torno da Copa de 2014. A Copa do Brasil, tão sonhada, tão esperada, e finalmente, tão comemorada. O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio de Janeiro&lt;/span&gt; está bem visto lá fora, o Pan-2007 foi muito elogiado por tudo, especialmente a abertura, que organizada pela carnavalesca Rosa Magalhães, ganhou prêmio internacional de melhor abertura de Jogos (padrão olímpico). Mas o fato é que o Brasil ainda precisa melhorar muuuito para poder receber, com estabilidade e segurança, Os Jogos Olímpicos e seus super atletas. Quem sabe em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2032&lt;/span&gt;? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baku&lt;/span&gt;, Doha, Tóquio e Praga correm por fora na disputa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Seja onde for, vai ser duro assistir a transmissão dos Jogos pela Rede Record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-3143995996874567857?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/3143995996874567857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=3143995996874567857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3143995996874567857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3143995996874567857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-dando-baku-t-tudo-certo.html' title='Não dando &apos;Baku&apos;, tá tudo certo!!!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9GfV7z2-iI/AAAAAAAAAKU/piDkBVrbIiY/s72-c/FITA+LEGAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-3184037735460893553</id><published>2008-03-06T18:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:38:28.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Show do Nêgo Bal  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9B46Ce7WHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qnxrxIWW_-4/s1600-h/FITA+LIXO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9B46Ce7WHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qnxrxIWW_-4/s320/FITA+LIXO.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174768910343034994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Figura muito conhecida das ruas de Rio Branco/AC, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nêgo Bal&lt;/span&gt; dá um showzinho e ainda encerra com &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chave de ouro&lt;/span&gt;!! hUAUHUHhuHA. Quem quiser saber um pouco mais sobre o nosso artista de hoje, basta dar uma conferida na sua comunidade no &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Community.aspx?cmm=22618251"&gt;Orkut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2myLDIvvZ1Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2myLDIvvZ1Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-3184037735460893553?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/3184037735460893553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=3184037735460893553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3184037735460893553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3184037735460893553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/show-do-ngo-bal.html' title='Show do Nêgo Bal  =)'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R9B46Ce7WHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qnxrxIWW_-4/s72-c/FITA+LIXO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-8051417276840897912</id><published>2008-03-05T16:12:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:59:36.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mister Brasil 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R88WdCe7WEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/up3vtms5J94/s1600-h/FITA+NEWS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R88WdCe7WEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/up3vtms5J94/s320/FITA+NEWS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174379185010595906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Conurso que vai eleger o homem mais bonito do Brasil&lt;/span&gt; vai ocorrer neste sábado (08.03), em Poços da Caldas - MG.&lt;br /&gt;Os favoritos já disputam a preferência da torcida, Rafael Mazzali (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mister Distrito Federal&lt;/span&gt;) e Vinícios Ribeiro (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mister Espírito Santo&lt;/span&gt;) são os queridinhos dos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boards&lt;/span&gt; (fóruns especializados).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R88WTye7WDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6WY0H-RiMHs/s1600-h/MISTERS+DF+E+ES.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R88WTye7WDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6WY0H-RiMHs/s400/MISTERS+DF+E+ES.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174379026096805938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;'DISTRITO FEDERAL' E 'ESPÍRITO SANTO' - OS QUERIDINHOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Infelizmente, o paulista Tiago de Brito, que é o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mister Acre,&lt;/span&gt; não figura na lista dos elegíveis, e, por tabela, não deve repetir a boa campanha feita por Francineudo Costa (Mister Acre 2007).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R88WFie7WCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Km6v6YcKlk0/s1600-h/mr+AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R88WFie7WCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Km6v6YcKlk0/s320/mr+AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174378781283670050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;MISTER ACRE  2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas o futuro é incerto, e não será surpresa caso a vitória seja de Luciano Stranghett (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mister São Paulo&lt;/span&gt;), que de acordo com o público em geral, é o merecedor da faixa (constatei isso durante uma rápida pesquisa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R88V6Ce7WBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8g3Nb15NSaQ/s1600-h/mr+sp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R88V6Ce7WBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8g3Nb15NSaQ/s320/mr+sp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174378583715174418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;MISTER SÃO PAULO - O CORO DE 'JÁ GANHOU' É TODO DELE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querem saber para quem eu estou torcendo? Ahhhh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;epois &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;alo!!! AHUhaahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Veja as fotos dos demais concorrentes no &lt;a href="http://www.missbrasilmundo.com.br/Mister08/mister08_can.htm"&gt;Site Oficial do Concurso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-8051417276840897912?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/8051417276840897912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=8051417276840897912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8051417276840897912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8051417276840897912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-conurso-que-vai-eleger-o-homem-mais.html' title='Mister Brasil 2008'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R88WdCe7WEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/up3vtms5J94/s72-c/FITA+NEWS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-1767283402682770877</id><published>2008-03-05T13:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:56:44.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's dance a lil' bit!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R87qmSe7WAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QNYkDgx-aRI/s1600-h/FITA+MUSICA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R87qmSe7WAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QNYkDgx-aRI/s320/FITA+MUSICA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174330965412763650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Demoreeeeei, mas aqui estou eu para falar um pouco sobre uma das minhas grandes paixões, o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eurovision Song Contest&lt;/span&gt;, que desta vez será realizado em Belgrado, Sérvia, no dia 24 de maio (quem tem TVE -TV Española, poderá acompanhar o Festival ao vivo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas imagens do palco já foram divulgadas, e a constatação foi a seguinte: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não superou&lt;/span&gt; o místico palco grego (Atenas-2006), mas está &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beeeeem melhor&lt;/span&gt; que o palco finlandês (Helsinki-2007).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R87qeSe7V_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Um94cavnzhw/s1600-h/PALCO+ESC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R87qeSe7V_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Um94cavnzhw/s320/PALCO+ESC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174330827973810162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;PALCO DO ESC 2008, NA SÉRVIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a verdade é que trata-se de um belíssimo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stage&lt;/span&gt; e tenho certeza que o evento será repleto de boas apresentações, assim como nas edições anteriores. E os meus favoritos, até o momento, para brilhar na Sérvia são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANI LORAK - 'SHADY LADY' - UCRÂNIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlQ03amvLuo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlQ03amvLuo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KALOMOIRA - 'SECRET COMBINATION' - GRÉCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYZTf2or0ak"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYZTf2or0ak" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Rússia, que tem nos presenteado com artistas e performances incríveis, ainda não escolheu o seu representante, estou ansioso, ainda mais agora que há a possibilidade da volta do Dima Bilan, que foi vice-campeão em 2006 (eu sinceramente acho que está cedo para esse retorno, mas não vou reclamar!!)  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-1767283402682770877?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/1767283402682770877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=1767283402682770877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1767283402682770877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/1767283402682770877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/lets-dance-lil-bit.html' title='Let&apos;s dance a lil&apos; bit!!!!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R87qmSe7WAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QNYkDgx-aRI/s72-c/FITA+MUSICA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-3182369470569094382</id><published>2008-03-05T00:38:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T15:14:57.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seus problemas acabaram?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R84zXCe7V8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/dz2xh2lzQfQ/s1600-h/FITA+REFLEX%C3%83O.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R84zXCe7V8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/dz2xh2lzQfQ/s320/FITA+REFLEX%C3%83O.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174129492791875522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Herr Lacerda&lt;/span&gt;, uma pessoa das mais especiais para mim, me perguntou ontem se eu tinha algum problema. Não esse tipo de problema que você logo resolve, como uma lâmpada para trocar, mas também não algo tão sério.. como uma doença grave por exemplo. Ele queria saber se algo me atormenta.. se eu passo horas pensando em como resolver aquele problema, que tanto incomoda e parece nunca se aproximar do fim. Eu respondi que não tenho esse tipo de problema (juro que me senti aliviado, não deve ser interessante viver com um horror na sua vida).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R84yUie7V7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1EHned4iiuM/s1600-h/PENSADORRRRR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R84yUie7V7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1EHned4iiuM/s320/PENSADORRRRR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174128350330574770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;O PENSADOR, DE RODIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cada pessoa tem um problema para resolver, não importa a sua natureza: seja financeiro, familiar, amoroso, profissional, etc. Eles fazem parte da nossa vida, e não querem nem saber se você está pronto para encará-los ou não. Eu os odeio, mas eles nos castigam severamente com a sua onipresença, então, paciência né!! Só nos resta procurar resolvê-los da melhor forma, para, em paz, seguirmos adiante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha reflexão se faz simples, até porque &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de complicação a nossa vida já está cheia&lt;/span&gt;, não é verdade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bjos, até mais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-3182369470569094382?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/3182369470569094382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=3182369470569094382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3182369470569094382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/3182369470569094382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/seus-problemas-acabaram.html' title='Seus problemas acabaram?'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R84zXCe7V8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/dz2xh2lzQfQ/s72-c/FITA+REFLEX%C3%83O.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-274373579432915354</id><published>2008-03-04T19:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:51:46.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I say somethin' wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R83knCe7V6I/AAAAAAAAAII/onXwUFIxC-U/s1600-h/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R83knCe7V6I/AAAAAAAAAII/onXwUFIxC-U/s320/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174042906251188130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ué, meu Blog é tão novo e já tem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;militância contra&lt;/span&gt;? Pfff.. me erra ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas aqui é só alegriaaa, aqui é só diversããão =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vamos correr, vamos dançar, vamos brincar, vamos pular, vamos sorrir!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Traga já a sua vasilha e compre 06 bolas de um delicioso sorvete por apenas um reaaaal!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R83kcie7V5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/a0stnc0glcw/s1600-h/palha%C3%A7o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R83kcie7V5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/a0stnc0glcw/s320/palha%C3%A7o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174042725862561682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apesar do bom preço do sorvete, foi tomando iogurte que eu ajustei o Blog da Cris hoje de manhã, espero que ela goste!!&lt;br /&gt;E agora pela tarde emplaquei uma conversa com o Lito, que tem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOM GOSTO&lt;/span&gt; e elogiou, por conta própria (isso é tão raro quanto um eclipse simultâneo entre 10 luas), o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matheus' Tape&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem, mais tarde eu volto e publico algo mais substancioso do que um potinho de renew &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[sugiro renew na cara e no cérebro, ficadika]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R83kRie7V4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ova6bQNxyqU/s1600-h/reneeew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R83kRie7V4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ova6bQNxyqU/s400/reneeew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174042536884000642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até mais!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-274373579432915354?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/274373579432915354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=274373579432915354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/274373579432915354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/274373579432915354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/did-i-say-somethin-wrong.html' title='Did I say somethin&apos; wrong?'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R83knCe7V6I/AAAAAAAAAII/onXwUFIxC-U/s72-c/FITA+BESTEIRA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-2700314727080654327</id><published>2008-03-03T23:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:53:31.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Makeover: Blog Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8zKdnMsGGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5i8-eR1UnIY/s1600-h/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8zKdnMsGGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5i8-eR1UnIY/s320/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173732682029078626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu, com aquele ar inocente de uma camponesa russa em época de colheita, decidi perguntar ao meu caríssimo Samuel Bryan o que ele achava do visual deste blog, e então tudo começou a girar, girar, girar.. nada mais me lembro!&lt;br /&gt;O certo é que as críticas foram tão pesadas, que até Simon Cowell e Diogo Mainardi, definitivamente, 'pediriam para sair' na mesma hora!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8zKWnMsGFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/MZz9VIAYLhY/s1600-h/POST+SAMUEL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8zKWnMsGFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/MZz9VIAYLhY/s400/POST+SAMUEL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173732561769994322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No entanto, recuperei a minha dignidade e tratei de ajustar o bendito blog, com a ajuda do Bryan, é claro!! (Eu não suportaria um 2º round).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobe o perfil, desce o arquivo, tira as malditas linhas, muda a cor do fundo, das letras, dos links, corrige o texto, muda a foto.. Ufa!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reforma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que reforma que nada minha senhora, derrubei a casa a fiz outra mesmo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas valeu a pena, estou super satisfeito com o resultado.. ainda mais que andei olhando uns blogs alheios e vi que o nível do meu está bom (muito bom para ser mais preciso), hUEHuehuehueh. E o Samuel ainda ganhou uma fita personalizada de presente, que deverá ser usada em seus posts por aqui (participações especiais). Isso se ele quiser né.. o convite está feito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8zKOXMsGEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HM_O4X4nh-k/s1600-h/FITA+SAMUEL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8zKOXMsGEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HM_O4X4nh-k/s320/FITA+SAMUEL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173732420036073538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bom, vou terminando por aqui, no próximo estalo que me der eu volto, bjos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-2700314727080654327?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/2700314727080654327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=2700314727080654327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2700314727080654327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/2700314727080654327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/extreme-makeover-blog-edition_03.html' title='Extreme Makeover: Blog Edition'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8zKdnMsGGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5i8-eR1UnIY/s72-c/FITA+OBAAA%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-7788024936799822781</id><published>2008-03-03T15:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:54:10.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya mucha honra!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8xsculFluI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pae4gBq-Ivw/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8xsculFluI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pae4gBq-Ivw/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173629312737580770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mal começou (hAUHuahuHAUh, ok ok estamos na quarta reprise) e já é hora de dar tchau para a nossa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maria do Bairro&lt;/span&gt; =/&lt;br /&gt;Destaque absoluto para &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soraya Montenegro&lt;/span&gt; (Itatí Cantoral - que hoje em dia tem problemas com álcool e não faz mais novelas, apenas teatro), que, por mais estranho que possa parecer, fez bem aos nossos corações ao fazer mal para os outros (analisando o mérito fictício da coisa, é lógico!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8xwE-lFlxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/t-ACsicXhyI/s1600-h/postagem+03+soraya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8xwE-lFlxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/t-ACsicXhyI/s400/postagem+03+soraya.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173633302762198802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Soraya não queria dinheiro, ela queria ser feliz..&lt;br /&gt;E quem não quer?? Quem nesse mundo NÃO quer ser feliz ao lado do seu mais novo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cloth Myth&lt;/span&gt; dos Cavaleiros do Zodíaco?? Quem não quer ser feliz ao passar o dia ouvindo o óóótimo novo disco do '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miranda!&lt;/span&gt;'??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8xug-lFlwI/AAAAAAAAAGg/R_aTer4inWo/s1600-h/postagem+dia+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8xug-lFlwI/AAAAAAAAAGg/R_aTer4inWo/s400/postagem+dia+03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173631584775280386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pfff, eu quero!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rapidinhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01-&lt;/span&gt; Já peguei meu grau de Bacharel em Direito =)&lt;br /&gt;Consultas? Vai na Defensoria Pública, fica alí pertinho do Bradesco, no Bosque..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02-&lt;/span&gt; Ontem finalmente asissti o filme &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'A Encantadora de Baleias'&lt;/span&gt;, estou sem entender até agora a indicação daquela menina ao Oscar de Melhor Atriz ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03-&lt;/span&gt; Eu sei que já mudei o visual do Blog 5.413.584 vezes, mas a vida é assim mesmo, não pode e nem deve estancar na mesmice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;04-&lt;/span&gt; Beijooss, até mais!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-7788024936799822781?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/7788024936799822781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=7788024936799822781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7788024936799822781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/7788024936799822781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/03/ya-mucha-honra.html' title='Ya mucha honra!!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8xsculFluI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pae4gBq-Ivw/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-9018652537434651217</id><published>2008-02-29T09:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:58:27.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O 'quarenta e sétimo' tom de vermelho!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8w06elFlrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/xyFN_CWNyqA/s1600-h/FITA+LIXO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8w06elFlrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/xyFN_CWNyqA/s320/FITA+LIXO.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173568251187533490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cuidado com as atividades diversas!! Sair para uma simples compra pode te render traumas para o resto da vida &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;\o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1º&lt;/span&gt; Minha mãe reclamou do preço de uma gravata, pffff.. eu mereçoooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2º&lt;/span&gt; Saímos para comer algo e encontramos uma figura e tanto, que insistia em ensinar os números para 'a figurinha' (seu pequeno e hiperativo - leia-se irritante - filho); pois bem.. a mãe, concentrada, contava em voz alta 'quarenta e cinco', 'quarenta e seis', &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'quarenta e sétimo'&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R842CSe7V9I/AAAAAAAAAIg/mgPRPBbdPXE/s1600-h/47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R842CSe7V9I/AAAAAAAAAIg/mgPRPBbdPXE/s320/47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174132434844473298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O quê?? Como assim &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'quarenta e sétimo'&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;Alguém tira o Sean Preston dos braços dessa Britney, pelo amor de Deus!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bom é que as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desgraças&lt;/span&gt; não dominam todos os acontecimentos, elas sempre dividem as ocasiões com os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;barracos&lt;/span&gt;, como o que rolou hoje de manhã no ensaio da formatura..&lt;br /&gt;Um rapaz lá resolveu reclamar da cor da decoração, que era azul (e deveria, no entendimento dele e de muitos por lá presentes, ser vermelha). O engraçado é que similar barraco já havia ocorrido na colação do ano passado.. mas tudo acabou em flores, na saída, o blue dava espaço ao red.. e todos ficaram felizes (acho), enfim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bjos e inté mais!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-9018652537434651217?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/9018652537434651217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=9018652537434651217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/9018652537434651217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/9018652537434651217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-quarenta-e-stimo-tom-de-vermelho.html' title='O &apos;quarenta e sétimo&apos; tom de vermelho!!!'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8w06elFlrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/xyFN_CWNyqA/s72-c/FITA+LIXO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-8661948926474190616</id><published>2008-02-28T11:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:08:48.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário Público (Exatamente o que eu não queria!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8w1N-lFlsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lS2OIOXqy70/s1600-h/FITA+DI%C3%81RIO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8w1N-lFlsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lS2OIOXqy70/s320/FITA+DI%C3%81RIO.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173568586194982594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enquanto Britney vive seu horror em meio ao luxo de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;, eu vivo o meu por aqui mesmo, na pacata e muito quente &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio Branco&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;AHUhau, Uia.. sou mesmo um desocupado, o que me habilita a fazer tudo o que eu quero (nem tudo) no meu tempo livre, como baixar músicas lindas lindas (ok, nem tão lindas assim)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8bjJjHuFWI/AAAAAAAAADE/1OtdjuK0JH4/s1600-h/nh%C3%A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8bjJjHuFWI/AAAAAAAAADE/1OtdjuK0JH4/s400/nh%C3%A9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172070975267542370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;GOMES, MATHEUS GOMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;01) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shady Lady&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani Lorak&lt;/span&gt; [É a indicação ucraniana ao maior festival de música da Europa, o Eurovision Song Contest - Excelenteeee, pode até vencer o festival =D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm Raving&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;L.A. Style&lt;/span&gt; [Essa é conhecida de todo mundo, bombava horrores na Via Expressa no início dos anos 90, hueheuheuhe]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Pois é, eu queria escrever mais, but.. tempo esgotado!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que ir, volto depois o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-8661948926474190616?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/8661948926474190616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=8661948926474190616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8661948926474190616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8661948926474190616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/02/dirio-pblico-exatamente-o-que-eu-no.html' title='Diário Público (Exatamente o que eu não queria!!)'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8w1N-lFlsI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lS2OIOXqy70/s72-c/FITA+DI%C3%81RIO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814034410650613170.post-8736251836381745705</id><published>2008-02-26T22:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:09:30.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please allow me to introduce myself: Matheus Gomes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8wzv-lFlpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wdakqGoDjBE/s1600-h/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8wzv-lFlpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wdakqGoDjBE/s320/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173566971287279250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matheus Gomes&lt;/span&gt; (vulgo 'Acreano', 'Cambica' e 'Teteu' hauhahauah, devo ser mesmo um tanto vulgar), 23 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como não quero transformar isso aqui em um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;diário público&lt;/span&gt;, vou procurar falar sobre assuntos diversos, que não necessariamente façam parte da minha vida o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8TbaTHuFTI/AAAAAAAAACg/_zJ4-KWO-Co/s1600-h/Matheuzinho.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8TbaTHuFTI/AAAAAAAAACg/_zJ4-KWO-Co/s400/Matheuzinho.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171499516983907634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;EU, UM TANTO VULGAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Então pronto, quando eu achar que devo, volto e posto alguma coisa =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/814034410650613170-8736251836381745705?l=matheustape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/feeds/8736251836381745705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=814034410650613170&amp;postID=8736251836381745705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8736251836381745705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/814034410650613170/posts/default/8736251836381745705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matheustape.blogspot.com/2008/02/eu.html' title='Please allow me to introduce myself: Matheus Gomes'/><author><name>MatheusS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14294416481959501306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/SzZmzu3wMtI/AAAAAAAAA8w/_PXHR2MrE4s/S220/matheusito.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUAY6Eck6mk/R8wzv-lFlpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wdakqGoDjBE/s72-c/FITA+MATHEUS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
