<?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-1495216444071851141</id><updated>2012-02-01T16:14:54.804-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Circus</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-1533394185683058105</id><published>2010-12-07T22:29:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:09:17.069-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Curosidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Histórias que eu não sabia até estudar pra poder fazer um trabalho sobre.Adorei o conteúdo e aí vai uma pequena parte ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogdotimoneiro.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/machado_de_assis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 188px;" src="http://www.blogdotimoneiro.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/machado_de_assis.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Machado de Assis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; além de gago e míope,sofria de Epilepsia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A caligrafia do escritor era tão ruim que, às vezes, até ele tinha dificuldade de entender o que escrevia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/30480019/Vincius+de+Moraes+Vinicius+de+Moraes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 151px;" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/30480019/Vincius+de+Moraes+Vinicius+de+Moraes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vinicius de Moraes, casado com Lila Bosco, no início dos anos 50, morava num minúsculo apartamento em Copacabana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tinha geladeira. Para agüentar o calor,  chupava uma bala de hortelã e, em seguida, bebia um copo de água para  ter sensação refrescante na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;boca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8Ii8lzYu8c/TLDtnXtAUMI/AAAAAAAACzU/PlhDejy6huI/s400/Mario_de_Andrade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8Ii8lzYu8c/TLDtnXtAUMI/AAAAAAAACzU/PlhDejy6huI/s400/Mario_de_Andrade.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8Ii8lzYu8c/TLDtnXtAUMI/AAAAAAAACzU/PlhDejy6huI/s400/Mario_de_Andrade.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mário de Andrade provocava ciúmes no antropólogo Lévi-Strauss porque era muito amigo da mulher dele, Dina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Só depois da morte de Mário, o francês descobriu que  se preocupava em vão.O escritor era homossexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vidaslusofonas.pt/clarice03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 231px;" src="http://www.vidaslusofonas.pt/clarice03.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Clarice Lispector era solitária e tinha crises de insônia. Ligava para os amigos e dizia coisas perturbadoras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:transparent;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Imprevisível, era comum ser convidada para jantar e  ir embora antes de a comida ser  servida.&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/1495216444071851141-1533394185683058105?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/1533394185683058105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=1533394185683058105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/1533394185683058105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/1533394185683058105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2010/12/escritores-tao-normais-quanto-nos-ou.html' title='Curosidades'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8Ii8lzYu8c/TLDtnXtAUMI/AAAAAAAACzU/PlhDejy6huI/s72-c/Mario_de_Andrade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-5818047872098655474</id><published>2010-11-04T23:41:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T00:07:42.205-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet banksy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Não sei se já ouviram falar ou não,mas Banksy é simplesmente fora de sério quando voltamos os olhos pra sua arte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;É praticamente um crítico que expõe c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;laramente uma total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;aversão aos conceitos de autoridade e poder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua identidade é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;desconhecida,além de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;talentoso é Ninja pra não ter sido visto até hoje hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Termine o post degustando suas pinturas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/142/408110639_84057df1f8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/142/408110639_84057df1f8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.whoartnow.co.uk/blog/uploaded_images/Banksy-739584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.whoartnow.co.uk/blog/uploaded_images/Banksy-739584.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://flavorwire.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/banksy-global-warming-romanywg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 403px;" src="http://flavorwire.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/banksy-global-warming-romanywg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sabitnyc.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/2006_1_banksy31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 900px; height: 599px;" src="http://sabitnyc.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/2006_1_banksy31.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedirtfloor.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/BANKSY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.thedirtfloor.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/BANKSY.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ombakblog.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/banksy-hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 660px; height: 394px;" src="http://ombakblog.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/banksy-hope.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/12_01/17banksyES_468x606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 606px;" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/12_01/17banksyES_468x606.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://emgfo.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/banksy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 450px;" src="http://emgfo.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/banksy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thecitrusreport.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/banksy-again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.thecitrusreport.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/banksy-again.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2007/12/04/BanksyImage_wideweb__470x368,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 368px;" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2007/12/04/BanksyImage_wideweb__470x368,0.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/1495216444071851141-5818047872098655474?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5818047872098655474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=5818047872098655474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/5818047872098655474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/5818047872098655474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2010/11/meet-banksy.html' title='Meet banksy.'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/142/408110639_84057df1f8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-1379168052722245985</id><published>2010-10-24T12:42:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:36:05.279-02:00</updated><title type='text'>êêêê BUCHA</title><content type='html'>Inventei de vir trabalhar pra Vivo,aqui na Expofeira de São Gabriel,tava tudo tranquilo,certinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí recebi o uniforme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LARANJA PELANZA! O UNIFORME É DA COR LARANJA PELANZA!&lt;br /&gt;sem mencionar o tecido de bandeirinha de 1.99...&lt;br /&gt;Táá,tudo beem,não tem problema,que que é um camisetinha laranja cega-olhos né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim pra cá,beeeem faceeeira,no notebook,redimensionando umas fotos,trabalho fácil,sem problemas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois chegou algum representante lambe-cu da gerencia,que ligou pra fazer reclamacão..&lt;br /&gt;Gordo,viado,cu de todos,é isso que ele é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,eu fico das 9 da manhã até as 10 da noite nessa BUDEGA DO DIABO e tem sempre um borra-botas né.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim,eu to aqui ainda,e ja que não posso mandar essa gente tomar no meio,mas bem no meio,beeeeeeem no meio do cu arrombado deles,vou escrever uma coisa torcendo pra que esse computador da agência tenha algum keylogger ou sei la:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_A Vivo é uma merda,essa internet que eu tô usando agora é uma carroca,o notebook não tem nem Ce Cedilha e nenhum comando que "crie" um cedilha.&lt;br /&gt;_Vocês são tão mãos-de-vaca que esconderam as canetas brinde e o sorteio é de um boneco barato.&lt;br /&gt;_Prefiro a TIM&lt;br /&gt;_As atendentes são gordas.&lt;br /&gt;_E eu to ganhando mais que elas. HÁ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495216444071851141-1379168052722245985?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/1379168052722245985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=1379168052722245985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/1379168052722245985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/1379168052722245985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2010/10/eeee-bucha.html' title='êêêê BUCHA'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-5838445339778652102</id><published>2010-09-11T19:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T19:32:37.434-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosta de casacos de Pele?</title><content type='html'>Apesar de ser um assunto muito debatido,duvido MUITO que todos já tenham visto todo o procedimento pra chegar a um mero Casaco de pele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acha que esses casacos são símbolo de Delicadeza e Status?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinceramente não consigo mais olhar esse vídeo até o final,e nem quero.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que os que se digam indiferentes a esse assunto imaginem seu cachorro ou gato sendo submetidos às torturas a seguir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-30e056596a5fec97" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-6590603912960553721</id><published>2010-06-30T23:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:45:03.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Paciência - Parte Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TCv8QyZI5LI/AAAAAAAAAN4/EBP1pK6Ra4A/s1600/Angry_by_Tarelkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TCv8QyZI5LI/AAAAAAAAAN4/EBP1pK6Ra4A/s320/Angry_by_Tarelkin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488757936216401074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ACABOOOU MINHA PACIENCIA SDFGHJMRTYHJKADUASDB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comigo não tem perdão,essa semana já fiz barraco na aula 3 vezes e tô cheia de fôlego pro próximo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vem a parte triste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu briguei com minhas amigas de infância porque elas tão muito falsas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;óóóó que pecado de mim ...gúgu dáda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A parte feliz é:&lt;br /&gt;Que eu posso ter epilepsia!! \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeebaa,adoro a minha vidaaaaaa \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah esqueci da melhor parte&lt;br /&gt;Além da sindrome do pânico,da deficit e etc,etc,etc&lt;br /&gt;eu também tenho crise de ausência&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHUUUUUUUUUUUUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Vozalem/SQFi_LadM_I/AAAAAAAABaU/7aJcVV3UUos/colago%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 383px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Vozalem/SQFi_LadM_I/AAAAAAAABaU/7aJcVV3UUos/colago%5B4%5D.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/1495216444071851141-6590603912960553721?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6590603912960553721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=6590603912960553721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/6590603912960553721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/6590603912960553721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2010/06/paciencia-parte-final.html' title='A Paciência - Parte Final'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TCv8QyZI5LI/AAAAAAAAAN4/EBP1pK6Ra4A/s72-c/Angry_by_Tarelkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-7843916190236688727</id><published>2010-06-08T13:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:25:49.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no hide...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TA58mCYOKoI/AAAAAAAAANw/MwiqTWfzrTA/s1600/96440279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TA58mCYOKoI/AAAAAAAAANw/MwiqTWfzrTA/s320/96440279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480454789471808130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando esbanjava do ócio e da pouca idade&lt;br /&gt;Achava que o mundo era mágico&lt;br /&gt;Que cada um tinha um poder especial&lt;br /&gt;Feito para ajudar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobri tardiamente&lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo não é assim,&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas são comuns e vassalas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se não lutarem pelo seus poderes,&lt;br /&gt;Morreremos todos no calabouço do mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495216444071851141-7843916190236688727?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/7843916190236688727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=7843916190236688727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/7843916190236688727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/7843916190236688727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2010/06/theres-no-hide.html' title='There&apos;s no hide...'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TA58mCYOKoI/AAAAAAAAANw/MwiqTWfzrTA/s72-c/96440279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-171925593442436918</id><published>2010-06-02T14:27:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:43:24.684-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tout le monde.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TAaXUDRUIhI/AAAAAAAAANo/BgoqeaCfH68/s1600/sad_pink_anime_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TAaXUDRUIhI/AAAAAAAAANo/BgoqeaCfH68/s320/sad_pink_anime_girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478232367473893906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Todo o mundo é uma pessoa engraçada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo tem a alma emaranhada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo tem uma infância que ressoa&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fundo de um bolso esquecido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo tem restos de sonhos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cantos de vida devastados&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo procurou alguma coisa um dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas todo mundo não a encontrou&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas todo mundo não a encontrou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Seria preciso que todo mundo pedisse junto às autoridades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Uma lei contra toda nossa solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Que ninguém seja esquecido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que ninguém seja esquecido&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Todo mundo tem somente uma vida que passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas todo mundo não se lembra disso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo pessoas que a dobram e até mesmo a quebram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;E vejo aqueles que nem mesmo a vêm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vejo aqueles que nem mesmo a vêm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TAaVxAw99EI/AAAAAAAAANg/ZFjvlGXcq84/s1600/sad_pink_anime_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495216444071851141-171925593442436918?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/171925593442436918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=171925593442436918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/171925593442436918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/171925593442436918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2010/06/tout-le-monde.html' title='Tout le monde.'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/TAaXUDRUIhI/AAAAAAAAANo/BgoqeaCfH68/s72-c/sad_pink_anime_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-6804703991425045251</id><published>2010-05-06T00:00:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:23:24.499-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Foi pra fazer o céu mais bonito..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dedico esse post a minha amiga Victória,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;que deixou-nos para poder nos cuidar,de mais longe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/S-I0lAL3xZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/L8dsSwegh80/s1600/OgAAAFJjG30qIaf54oKQFrlfg0VRSEltOfYN05ZSq9s7OwBFTh8NyaPqkyfWVujjPKmo7D92XhP2Tw32bis3CYyIn9YAm1T1UPk0ZT2be7X_mR4NV1Rqsu5K0DoQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/S-I0lAL3xZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/L8dsSwegh80/s320/OgAAAFJjG30qIaf54oKQFrlfg0VRSEltOfYN05ZSq9s7OwBFTh8NyaPqkyfWVujjPKmo7D92XhP2Tw32bis3CYyIn9YAm1T1UPk0ZT2be7X_mR4NV1Rqsu5K0DoQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467990707890800018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nossa vitória foi você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não pude dar o meu adeus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas amiga,pra mim tu nunca irás embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Teu brilho nunca se apagará,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;teu riso está eternizado no amor que guardamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A saudade é um impecilho,doloroso&lt;br /&gt;Meu pior pesadelo é superá-la&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que tu sempre estará do lado de todos nós&lt;br /&gt;E eu estarei do seu,amiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nunca deixarás de ser nossa jóia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nunca deixarás perecerá em nossa memória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                              Pois por ti Victória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                                Temos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMOR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Eterna saudade, amada...&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/1495216444071851141-6804703991425045251?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6804703991425045251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=6804703991425045251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/6804703991425045251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/6804703991425045251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2010/05/foi-pra-fazer-o-ceu-mais-bonito.html' title='Foi pra fazer o céu mais bonito..'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/S-I0lAL3xZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/L8dsSwegh80/s72-c/OgAAAFJjG30qIaf54oKQFrlfg0VRSEltOfYN05ZSq9s7OwBFTh8NyaPqkyfWVujjPKmo7D92XhP2Tw32bis3CYyIn9YAm1T1UPk0ZT2be7X_mR4NV1Rqsu5K0DoQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-2169527516722775669</id><published>2010-03-01T18:33:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T18:47:19.407-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando quer crescer?</title><content type='html'>A tela do meu computador estragada azuul,o céu clichemente azul,meu namorado de azul,a mão manchada de tinta azuul,sonhos azuiis e expectativas azul marinho.&lt;br /&gt;Azul,azul,azul..azul claro!&lt;br /&gt;quero também!&lt;br /&gt;pois me sinto grafite..preto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se havia perdido minha força pelo caminho,mas agora sinto uma necessidade de objetivos.&lt;br /&gt;Não que eu esteja positiva sobre eles,embora fosse bom,mas isso é outro degrau a subir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe não torno meu blog num diário de uma advogada,promotora,palhaça,cantora,eu sei lá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não queria que as pessoas deixassem de lembrar dos seus objetivos,como eu tinha feito,e agradeço muito por ter acordado a tempo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;(Isso vale pra ti Téio!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quem lê o blog,lhes mando um obrigado e um "desculpa" pelas postagens meio inúteis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei vocês,mas quanto ao nome do tópico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;EU QUERO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495216444071851141-2169527516722775669?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2169527516722775669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=2169527516722775669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/2169527516722775669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/2169527516722775669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2010/03/quando-quer-crescer.html' title='Quando quer crescer?'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-4342667144854658139</id><published>2010-01-05T13:19:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:03:53.933-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma cartuãnha pras minhas guriazuããnhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Só pra dar um alô e dizer que eu não sumi e nem fugi pro Caribe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Clique na foto para ampliar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/S0Nhv3d9dEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hHpESkm9a7Q/s1600-h/papelromance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/S0Nhv3d9dEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hHpESkm9a7Q/s400/papelromance2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423285851255567426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1495216444071851141-4342667144854658139?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4342667144854658139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=4342667144854658139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/4342667144854658139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/4342667144854658139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2010/01/uma-cartinhas-pras-minhas-guriazuaanhas.html' title='Uma cartuãnha pras minhas guriazuããnhas'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/S0Nhv3d9dEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hHpESkm9a7Q/s72-c/papelromance2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-3998969249747312975</id><published>2009-11-30T22:41:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:56:38.647-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Revoltante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje foi um dia daqueles que a gente nem lembra o que comeu de almoço,e nem o que fez a tarde inteira,porque simplesmente foi um dia monótono,entediante.&lt;div&gt;De manhã só tive um período de aula e fiquei o resto da aula achatando a bunda&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;(éé,a linguagem hoje é chuuula)&lt;/span&gt; vendo uma palestra&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;(tava boa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Mas mesmas coisas aconteceram..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;1-&lt;/span&gt;Os mesmos insistentes que não tem tempo pra ler que o meu perfil tá TRANSBORDANDO de gente me adicionaram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;2-&lt;/span&gt;O mesmo macho por trás de uma fake "gostosona" me adicionou e jurou não ser fake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;3-&lt;/span&gt;Passei o dia inteiro com dor de cabeça.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;4-&lt;/span&gt;Passei o dia inteiro com sensação de desmaio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;5-&lt;/span&gt;Deixei todos meus deveres pra ultima hora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;6-&lt;/span&gt;Me confundi demais enquanto estudava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;7-&lt;/span&gt;Fiz um post que ninguém vai se interessar em ler...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Téio não veio hoje,então passei a tarde jogando Sim City e descobri que agora eu sou uma merda naquele jogo :| &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;(eu costumava jogar com 12 anos e sim,eu conseguia.REGREDINDO ESTOU ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Também me senti uma pessoa "bem legal" quando um amigo meu não me deu oi por ter medinho do ciúme da namoradinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deplorável esse tipo de ciuminho infantil,um dia só pra assustar vou agarrar alguém a força,uau,vai ser ''muito divertido''.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas beeem,hoje foi um dia normal meu,e eu tô rezando pra que o de vocês não seja assim.(e que não seja)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou fazer alguma coisa monótona agora,e o post fica por aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Intéé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1495216444071851141-3998969249747312975?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/3998969249747312975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=3998969249747312975&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/3998969249747312975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/3998969249747312975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2009/11/dia-monotono.html' title='Dia Revoltante'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-4353376579636601734</id><published>2009-11-29T01:41:00.012-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T02:19:02.448-02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Aí vindes outra vez,inquietas sombras.."</title><content type='html'>Em primeiro lugar,são 1:42 da manhã,e eu não consigo parar de ouvir a musica "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Elephant Gun&lt;/span&gt;" do Beirut :)&lt;br /&gt;Coloquei até como música do blog,me faz lembrar de tudo que já passei e me arranca sorrisos bobos e silenciosos.&lt;br /&gt;Nos ultimos dias a minha voz tem sido escassa,meu violão dorme em poeira e as sensações de desmaio tem sido contínuas...&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sou mais nervosa que o normal,então os problemas parecem crescer de molécula pra Biosfera asuehaueha&lt;br /&gt;Sei também tudo vai melhorar,o tempo vai confirmar isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Mudando totalmente de assunto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo tirar da cabeça o livro "Dom Casmurro" e nem a minissérie ,que por um "acaso" tem a música que falei no início da postagem.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se o título,o jeito e oque escrevo no blog ajuda a mostrar que eu amo teatro,acho perfeito,e Dom Casmurro é a obra que eu mais me identifiquei até agora!&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente encanta com cada detalhe,cada diálogo,cada descrição...&lt;br /&gt;Daí surge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Aí vindes outra vez,inquietas sombras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://oavessodoespelho.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/bentinho_capitu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 245px;" src="http://oavessodoespelho.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/bentinho_capitu.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/1495216444071851141-4353376579636601734?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4353376579636601734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=4353376579636601734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/4353376579636601734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/4353376579636601734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2009/11/ai-vindes-outra-vezinquietas-sombras.html' title='&quot;Aí vindes outra vez,inquietas sombras..&quot;'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-2582988298667747765</id><published>2009-10-06T12:44:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:42:11.886-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha técnica anti-tédio, incompatível as demais.</title><content type='html'>Não foram poucas as vezes que eu estava tão entediada que procurei na internet qualquer bobagem que pudesse ''preencher'' meu tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas,como de esperado a ''diversão'' era passageira, e 10 minutos depois já me via mais entediada ainda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;então em um momento de extremo desespero encontrei ,e depois,num momento de extremo desespero pós tédio vim escrever esse post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joguinho Mongo Viciante Numero 1 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FARMVILLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SstuIz79cFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/faoato2FIHk/s1600-h/farmville.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SstuIz79cFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/faoato2FIHk/s320/farmville.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389522476738637906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim,é uma fazenda,como vocês podem ver..(ou não)&lt;br /&gt;De início é meio monótono por simplesmente comerçamos com um pedaço de terra,isto é,quatro quadradinhos para plantar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SstvyPIZjMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TDFgCm0uWRo/s1600-h/gifts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SstvyPIZjMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TDFgCm0uWRo/s200/gifts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389524287924833474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mande presentes para seus amigos (de graça,uhuw muita emoção)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não faz mal,se você for como eu e quiser utilizar seu facebook para outra coisa,a não ser dizer que o tem,"navegue até" seus aplicativos,é... . . .bom. (não me responsabilizo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joguinho Mongo Viciante Numero 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PET SOCIETY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Sstw3Jc_eTI/AAAAAAAAALA/bHuoMAFe7eU/s1600-h/pet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Sstw3Jc_eTI/AAAAAAAAALA/bHuoMAFe7eU/s200/pet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389525471811565874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;éééé,sinto que regredi a minha época "Neopets" mas esse joguinho realmente vicia pelo fato de que se você quer ser rico,tem que pagar em dinheiro vivo,caso não queira pagar em dinheiro vivo?&lt;br /&gt;Trapace como eu :)&lt;br /&gt;Na foto ao lado estou ganhado miseras 100 coins,que só daria para comprar algo comestível pra alimentar esse Pet loco de fome que de tá sempre pedindo comida.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha que maldade,pobre bichinho..ok,continuando..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_61SlVXutj1w/SstyEA-5tyI/AAAAAAAAALI/KI6VY-LF3-M/s1600-h/pet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SstyEA-5tyI/AAAAAAAAALI/KI6VY-LF3-M/s200/pet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389526792387802914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Trapaceando :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Simples,vá a loja de mistery box ,compre a caixa amarela e abra.Se sair algo que pareça caro aceite, e venda,pois muitos itens são vendidos por 999 coins,e você paga 500 pela caixa,então o lucro é seu baby.&lt;br /&gt;Caso não seja um item caro,atualize a pagina(a caixa irá aparecer fechada novamente),faça um fake e mande de presente,porque sendo de presente,poderá atualizar quantas vezes quiser,sempre sairá um presente diferente,até que você salve o jogo e fique com o item :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No próximo post : Mais bobagens que ninguém está interessado a ler :)&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/1495216444071851141-2582988298667747765?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2582988298667747765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=2582988298667747765&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/2582988298667747765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/2582988298667747765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2009/10/minha-tecnica-anti-tedio-incompativel.html' title='Minha técnica anti-tédio, incompatível as demais.'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SstuIz79cFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/faoato2FIHk/s72-c/farmville.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-3798618408815127217</id><published>2009-07-20T21:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:06:22.524-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage - FAIL</title><content type='html'>Acho que não preciso dizer nada sobre isso,ou tu me acha parecida com a Denise Richards?Creio que não...&lt;br /&gt;Pena!ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;É,faz tempo que não posto&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;(quantas vezes eu já disse isso?)&lt;/span&gt;,mas a falta de assunto nesse blog domina.Bem,nada mais a dizer ;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - árvores genealógicas gratuitas, genealogia e tecnologia de reconhecimento facial" alt="MyHeritage - árvores genealógicas gratuitas, genealogia e tecnologia de reconhecimento facial" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/Q/storage/site1/files/75/39/22/753922_110770c1a056a49oscst04.JPG" border="0" width="500" height="574" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com.br/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://celebridades.myheritage.com.br/celebrity-collage"&gt;Celebrity Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com.br/"&gt;Minha arvore genealogica&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com.br/"&gt;Arvore geneologica da familia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495216444071851141-3798618408815127217?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/3798618408815127217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=3798618408815127217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/3798618408815127217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/3798618408815127217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2009/07/celebrity-collage-by-myheritage.html' title='Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage - FAIL'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-4835968947494849478</id><published>2009-06-23T14:54:00.016-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:11:50.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarentena ! Isolem São Gabriel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SkEoNHv_e2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/O3H6U7srHCQ/s1600-h/boo_boo_monster_by_MacGreen.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SkEoNHv_e2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/O3H6U7srHCQ/s320/boo_boo_monster_by_MacGreen.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350602038176611170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So somebody said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Installing Virus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;O processo de instalação foi um sucesso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yap.Se você não vai até a Gripe Suína, ela vai até você.&lt;br /&gt;Há exatas 6 horas de puro tédio e chatice a cadeira do computador não quer que eu saia de casa, já que essa maldita gripe tá só me esperando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Força Helena!Logo tu estarás fora desse hospital e eu vou estar implicando contigo de novo,como sempre. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Sei que pensamento positivo conta muito ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ok, leiam os quatro itens abaixo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Primeiro item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Bem vindos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Segundo item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; De volta ao "funcionamento"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Terceiro item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Sim,agora é Sleeping Circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Quarto item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Não tem quarto item :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não que o blog vá ter assuntos extremamente interessantes só porque eu resolvi mudar a cara dessa budega,já aviso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a gente faz o que pode né ;D&lt;br /&gt;Besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTA:"Besos" não foi escrito na linguagem emo e muito menos aquela imitação &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;retardada&lt;/span&gt; de escrita que chamam de "tiopês" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495216444071851141-4835968947494849478?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4835968947494849478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=4835968947494849478&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/4835968947494849478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/4835968947494849478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2009/06/quarentena-isolem-sao-gabriel.html' title='Quarentena ! Isolem São Gabriel!'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SkEoNHv_e2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/O3H6U7srHCQ/s72-c/boo_boo_monster_by_MacGreen.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-8305638911933216132</id><published>2009-04-26T13:28:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:10:55.252-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams..Dreams..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SfSPupRhCiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/INJtL0VcOWY/s1600-h/1d45b20cd1ec78c0f911bab262010a56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SfSPupRhCiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/INJtL0VcOWY/s320/1d45b20cd1ec78c0f911bab262010a56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329042290602215970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sonhos...Sonhos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melhor que eles só quando realizados..&lt;br /&gt;Já parou pra pensar em tudo que deixamos pra trás?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu tenha trocado meus sonhos por um bloco de notas com planos&lt;br /&gt;E nem ao menos fiz esse bloco de notas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu me pegue pensando nisso de novo quando for bem mais tarde,e finalmente dando valor..Ao que não volta é claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora ora...Que criaturas mais incorentes são esses seres humanos,não?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495216444071851141-8305638911933216132?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/8305638911933216132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=8305638911933216132&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/8305638911933216132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/8305638911933216132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreamsdreams.html' title='Dreams..Dreams..'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SfSPupRhCiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/INJtL0VcOWY/s72-c/1d45b20cd1ec78c0f911bab262010a56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-1796625957506485959</id><published>2009-04-19T23:44:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:41:29.776-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha vez de Crepuscular</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Seviie29uuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oXAxVUm7q2c/s1600-h/twilight+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Seviie29uuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oXAxVUm7q2c/s320/twilight+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326600066322774754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não é novidade ouvir alguém falando sobre Crepúsculo,Twilight ou oque quiserem chamar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Minha vez agora,ok ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começando...&lt;br /&gt;Ao ouvir falar tanto sobre um filme romântico,com um cara romântico,uma história romântica, já fiquei esperando a mesmice para adolescentes carentes por um filme assim&lt;br /&gt;Não deixa de estar certo!&lt;br /&gt;A mesma historinha de amor!Só com um detalhe muito interessante : Vampiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Palmas pra Stephenie Meyer.. Me fez mudar de idéia e agradecer milhões de vezes por fazer um filme tão hipnotizante &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SevkwGtiwtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1YrvWGArWJk/s1600-h/twilight-still-staring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SevkwGtiwtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1YrvWGArWJk/s320/twilight-still-staring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326602499382231762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quem na vida não gostaria de ter seu próprio Edward Cullen para passear sem preocupações pelas montanhas,escalar árvores e viver seu próprio conto de Fadas...&lt;br /&gt;Além de ser lindo ele ainda é vampiro!&lt;br /&gt;Dá pra acreditar? *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme só tem um contra...Me deixou meses fora de mim,meses sem poder lembrar do filme,sabendo que uma história dessas nunca aconteceria fora dos cinemas ou livros..&lt;br /&gt;Isso não te faz querer virar um ator logo de imediato?&lt;br /&gt;A mim sim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh ..Eu chamo isso de Transtorno Cullen...E acho que não sou a única querendo ser uma Cullen a todo custo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SevoQdg4VBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/dLhs4B9MTqo/s1600-h/425.twilight.112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SevoQdg4VBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/dLhs4B9MTqo/s320/425.twilight.112008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326606353793831954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem queridos transtornados pelo Cullen...&lt;br /&gt;O que nos resta é esperar os próximos filmes chegarem aos cinemas e deixar o pescoço bem a mostra,caso apareça alguma coisa parecida com vampiro perto de nós!&lt;br /&gt;aheuaheauhehaeua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem..essa é minha opinião,mesmo começando com uma impressão ruim do filme,acabei me juntando aos milhões de apaixonados por esse casal,e uma dessas que se sente mal só de saber que é uma história apenas pra cinemas e livros..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe pelo menos algum mortal se torne pupilo do Edward (e por favor não esqueçam que eu sou uma pupila da Bella tááá u.u) aeaehaiehaiueha&lt;br /&gt;Beijinhos Gelados ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495216444071851141-1796625957506485959?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/1796625957506485959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=1796625957506485959&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/1796625957506485959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/1796625957506485959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2009/04/minha-vez-de-crepuscular.html' title='Minha vez de Crepuscular'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Seviie29uuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oXAxVUm7q2c/s72-c/twilight+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495216444071851141.post-4237346718009928133</id><published>2009-04-18T20:29:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:42:34.511-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiai..esse blog sem assunto x_x</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oolá..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poisé,fiquei um bom tempo se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;m postar,não sei se esse blog tem algum futuro,eu to muito sem fé nele...&lt;br /&gt;Queria fazer um post bem pequeno só pra dar sinal de vida mesmo..&lt;br /&gt;Mas vou deixar aqui uma cooisa que eu ganhei na aula e escaneei por que achei um amor uaheauheiahea&lt;br /&gt;Meu colega Letti me deu um bilhetinho à Twilight,segue abaixo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Sepj5ts62QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IbYzTN5Tnlc/s1600-h/Scan001-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Sepj5ts62QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IbYzTN5Tnlc/s320/Scan001-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326179352490727682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Sepj5gb7FjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/D0rcsAkf6Ng/s1600-h/Scan002-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Sepj5gb7FjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/D0rcsAkf6Ng/s320/Scan002-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326179348929779250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Adorei ! :}&lt;br /&gt;Beijo Letti!Brigada .D&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/1495216444071851141-4237346718009928133?l=sleepingcircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4237346718009928133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495216444071851141&amp;postID=4237346718009928133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/4237346718009928133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495216444071851141/posts/default/4237346718009928133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepingcircus.blogspot.com/2009/04/oola.html' title='Aiai..esse blog sem assunto x_x'/><author><name>Milahh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17198903275530412108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/SxHnJj2sg4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/3eK9aLMo7LU/S220/n+sei+0021.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_61SlVXutj1w/Sepj5ts62QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IbYzTN5Tnlc/s72-c/Scan001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
