<?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-13040209</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:16:39.771+01:00</updated><title type='text'>85-90-BV o passageiro...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-113673349472115153</id><published>2006-01-08T15:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-08T15:18:14.770Z</updated><title type='text'>A saga continua...</title><content type='html'>Devido a conflitos internos com o meu ego, o blog "É mentira" desapareceu. Assim, passo a delírar aki. Peço desculpa a todos que frequentam esta simbólica página na internet. AHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-113673349472115153?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/113673349472115153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=113673349472115153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/113673349472115153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/113673349472115153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2006/01/saga-continua.html' title='A saga continua...'/><author><name>hooki6an</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12154668058637182498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-113657225416493137</id><published>2006-01-06T18:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-06T18:30:54.196Z</updated><title type='text'>ai está ele</title><content type='html'>desaparecido durante bastante tempo, visto perto do deserto do sáhara, das profundezas do alentejo, do 24T, e dos 11 MAndamentos, temos conosco, o "mentiroso" hooki6an!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-113657225416493137?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/113657225416493137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=113657225416493137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/113657225416493137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/113657225416493137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2006/01/ai-est-ele.html' title='ai está ele'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-113656665696166791</id><published>2006-01-06T16:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-06T16:57:40.506Z</updated><title type='text'>Mudança</title><content type='html'>A partir do dia d hoje este blog será um reflexo dos seus contribuidores,ou seja, um blog frito, deveras inprevisivel e de escrita impensável, esperamos agradar ás pessoas do Texas, a todas as aves em geral, aos leões marinhos, ás girafas, aos papagaios, e ao nosso caro amigo                  Speedy Gonzalez, leitor assiduo do nosso blog :D    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2592/914/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2592/914/320/images.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-113656665696166791?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/113656665696166791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=113656665696166791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/113656665696166791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/113656665696166791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2006/01/mudana.html' title='Mudança'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-112819111460684010</id><published>2005-10-01T19:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T19:25:34.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Depois</title><content type='html'>Tenho frio...um frio k m faz estremecer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-112819111460684010?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/112819111460684010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=112819111460684010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/112819111460684010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/112819111460684010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/10/depois.html' title='Depois'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-112632609974653209</id><published>2005-09-10T05:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T13:11:30.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem?</title><content type='html'>Quem nunca pensou no bom k seria controlar o mundo? eu não.... mas sei de muitas pessoas k já! há koisas k nos fogem kom tamanha rapidez k nem sabemos onde s meteram... por mais k as prokuremos nunca mais as encontraremos... as oportunidades da vida são unicas, e cada vez percebo melhor isso.. a unica coisa k m preokupa é k mesmo assim kontinuamos a errar e a deixá-las fugir, também porke temos a kapacidade de criar outras por nós proprios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-112632609974653209?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/112632609974653209/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=112632609974653209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/112632609974653209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/112632609974653209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/09/quem.html' title='Quem?'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-112086067740177034</id><published>2005-07-08T22:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T23:11:17.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mais uma vez.....</title><content type='html'>rebocaram-me a carrinha.... como pode ser possivel? O_o só a mim... ainda por cima num sitio onde costuma haver cerca de 10 carros estacionados, no minimo... isto é um cabala meus amigos!!!! anda tudo contra mim! até a minha carrinha m querem tirar.... peço ajuda aos meios k puderem ajudar k m ajudem! lOL mas pronto, só a mim.... =|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-112086067740177034?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/112086067740177034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=112086067740177034&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/112086067740177034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/112086067740177034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/07/mais-uma-vez.html' title='mais uma vez.....'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-111771944279287136</id><published>2005-06-15T22:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T22:00:56.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>as palavras...</title><content type='html'>"mas komo sei s eles kompreenderam?&lt;br /&gt;porke as palavras sao inertes&lt;br /&gt;São apenas simbolos.&lt;br /&gt;estão mortas, sabias?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma coisa k sempre me preokupou, foi a utilização adekuada&lt;br /&gt;das palavras, e o seu significado! como pode alguém vir,&lt;br /&gt;por ex, dizer-me " tu n sabes o k é o amor!". e kem é essa&lt;br /&gt;pessoa pa saber? como sabemos k tamos a falar do mesmo&lt;br /&gt;sentimento? "...as palavras são inertes...", como podemos&lt;br /&gt;saber k uma palavra significa exactamente para outra pessoa&lt;br /&gt;o k signifika para nós? é completamente impossivel... cada&lt;br /&gt;pessoa utiliza o seu próprio dialecto interior, de modo a tentar&lt;br /&gt;perceber melhor o mundo k a rodeia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-111771944279287136?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/111771944279287136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=111771944279287136&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111771944279287136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111771944279287136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/06/as-palavras.html' title='as palavras...'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-111824245828677924</id><published>2005-06-08T15:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:54:18.290+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Se houvesse sonhos para vender, que sonho comprarias?</title><content type='html'>n kero ter k m preokupar kom mais nada, mas mesmo com mais nada.... axo k isso xegaria pa eu ser alguém feliz... este era o meu sonho...ou pelo menos, seria parcialmente feliz.&lt;br /&gt;    por mais preokupações k tenha kom as pessoas, acabo sempre por deixar os meus problemas de lado, e mts vezes sem essas pessoas darem o devido valor á minha preokupaçao. mas isso nem é o k mais m inkieta, mas sim as pessoas n konseguirem compreender k tudo o k faço tento fazer pelo melhor de todos, e tento sempre ajudar kem posso, apesar de nem sempre konseguir....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-111824245828677924?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/111824245828677924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=111824245828677924&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111824245828677924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111824245828677924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/06/se-houvesse-sonhos-para-vender-que.html' title='Se houvesse sonhos para vender, que sonho comprarias?'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-111801612420978210</id><published>2005-06-06T01:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T01:02:04.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas k m inquietam...</title><content type='html'>á coisas k m inkietam... como por exemplo, ver como de uma cidade para uma aldeia existem tantas diferenças... estilos de pessoas, mentalidades, sim, mentalidades!! e outra coisa, pensava eu k isso só s notava nas pessoas de certa idade, kd fico estupefacto e reparo k á pessoas kom a minha idade, k deveriam ter mentes abertas, mas mt pelo contrario são mais "limitados" do k os pais... sim limitados, porke pra mim alguém sem uma mente aberta é uma pessoa completamente limitada á partida..nunca vai alargar os seus horizontes de modo a compreender o k deskonhece e não criticá-lo á partida sem o conhecer... pra essas pessoas, um concelho: &lt;strong&gt;TENTEM COMPREENDER, CONHECER, E NÃO JULGAR ALGO K DESCONHECEM PARA NÃO SEREM JULGADOS&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-111801612420978210?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/111801612420978210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=111801612420978210&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111801612420978210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111801612420978210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/06/coisas-k-m-inquietam.html' title='coisas k m inquietam...'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-111757822563944872</id><published>2005-05-31T23:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T14:36:54.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>deves manter o equilibrio, percebes? ir na corrente ... o mar nunca recusa um rio!</title><content type='html'>"podem até ser k existam seis biliões de pessoas no mundo&lt;br /&gt;apesar disso, o k tu fizers faz a diferença"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;são pensamentos como este k m dão vontade de viver,&lt;br /&gt;de acordar de manhã e dizer:"hoje vou mudar alguma coisa!"&lt;br /&gt;mudamos tanta coisa na vida de outras pessoas, muitas vezes sem&lt;br /&gt;sequer nos apercebermos do que estamos a fazer... inconsientemente...&lt;br /&gt;cada decisão k tomamos, cada palavra k dizemos..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-111757822563944872?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/111757822563944872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=111757822563944872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111757822563944872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111757822563944872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/05/deves-manter-o-equilibrio-percebes-ir.html' title='deves manter o equilibrio, percebes? ir na corrente ... o mar nunca recusa um rio!'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-111691203932524960</id><published>2005-05-24T14:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T06:26:40.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Será?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Será k fiz algo de kual eu n me lembro agr?&lt;br /&gt;Será k alguém chora?&lt;br /&gt;Será k alguém adora?&lt;br /&gt;Será k alguém implora pa eu voltar a ser o k outrora fui?&lt;br /&gt;Talvez..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                            Tim &amp; Oficio - O mundo inteiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou alguém k n s arrepende de nada, mas será k alguém,&lt;br /&gt;algum dia, kis k eu volta-se a ser kem um dia fui? uma&lt;br /&gt;dúvida k permanece na minha cabeça, e k talvez nunca&lt;br /&gt;saberei a resposta...Isto vai contra a minha teoria de k as&lt;br /&gt;pessoas kom o passar dos anos vão tentando melhorar os&lt;br /&gt;seus defeitos, ou talvez, tentando fazer kom k desapareçam,&lt;br /&gt;apesar d sabermos k n é fácil, temos uma vida inteira pela frente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-111691203932524960?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/111691203932524960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=111691203932524960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111691203932524960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111691203932524960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/05/ser.html' title='Será?'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-111664363916577886</id><published>2005-05-21T11:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T06:25:07.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não voltes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="font"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's not by choice, is it?&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never come back.&lt;br /&gt;There's someone else in here.&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me why. Please tell me when.&lt;br /&gt;It's not by choice!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mew - Coffee Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Apesar de saber k n temos a capacidade d controlar&lt;br /&gt;os sentimentos por outra pessoa, axo isso injusto,&lt;br /&gt;simplesmente pelo facto de a a outra pessoa poder&lt;br /&gt;não sentir o mesmo que nós, e chegar a um ponto de&lt;br /&gt;controlo sobre nós, sem nos apercebermos disso....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NÃO voltes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, porke seria demasiado doloroso voltar&lt;br /&gt;a perder-t...&lt;br /&gt;Não posso, nem consigo imaginar seker isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;span class="font"&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/13040209-111664363916577886?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/111664363916577886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=111664363916577886&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111664363916577886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111664363916577886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-voltes.html' title='Não voltes....'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-111656106988793971</id><published>2005-05-20T12:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T04:51:09.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ia eu a passar perto da baixa....</title><content type='html'>E n é que reparo que ainda hoje há estacionamentos onde a minha carrinha quase não passa de altura?? Não há direito, estará esta sociedade a tentar eliminar carros como o meu?? isto das novas resoluções sobre a questão da poluição está-me a afectar directamente, por muito que isso me incomode... já não são feitas coisas como antigamente, já dizia um velhote que ouvi um dia, mas não precisamos de fazer coisas como antigamente, mas sim de nos basear-mos nelas para seguir em frente, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO THE FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-111656106988793971?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/111656106988793971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=111656106988793971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111656106988793971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111656106988793971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/05/ia-eu-passar-perto-da-baixa_20.html' title='ia eu a passar perto da baixa....'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13040209.post-111655858642168894</id><published>2005-05-20T12:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T04:09:46.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>um blog sobre viagens por um mundo inesperado...</title><content type='html'>Algo inesperado assim nos surge o nosso mundo no dia a dia, um blog para partilhar conhecimento, experiência de vida, talvez até um pouco de sabedoria!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;BIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13040209-111655858642168894?l=85-90-bv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/feeds/111655858642168894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13040209&amp;postID=111655858642168894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111655858642168894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13040209/posts/default/111655858642168894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://85-90-bv.blogspot.com/2005/05/um-blog-sobre-viagens-por-um-mundo_20.html' title='um blog sobre viagens por um mundo inesperado...'/><author><name>Bike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395848981749984002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
