<?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-8027263333204349681</id><updated>2011-08-16T04:19:55.583-03:00</updated><title type='text'>myideas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tilla</name><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>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-6215450557691975987</id><published>2010-05-18T21:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:19:54.332-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Provérbio</title><summary type='text'>Recebi uns e-mail alguns contendo slides...alguns com umas frases bem interessantes.Seguem algumas:
Se você cair sete vezes,levante-se oito.Provérbio
Lamentar o passado é correr atrás do vento.
Provérbio
Se fores paciente em um momento de raiva,escaparás de cem dias de tristeza.Provérbio
Deveríamos usar o passado como trampolim e não como sofá. Harold MacMillan
Não ensinar ao filho a trabalhar é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/6215450557691975987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=6215450557691975987' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/6215450557691975987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/6215450557691975987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2010/05/proverbio.html' title='Provérbio'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-5266628176795240563</id><published>2010-04-25T18:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:32:16.961-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolução em mim - Marcia Kupstas</title><summary type='text'>...E de repente é engraçado que a gente vai crescendo,fiz dezenove anos,fiz vinte,mais tarde posso ter trinta ou quarenta e,quando a gente olha dentro da gente mesma,percebe que continuou uma criança.Que esse negócio de adulto não existe porcaria nenhuma,e de repente arruma namorado,de repente arruam filho,de repente vai trabalhar,mas lá,lá no fundo do coração,a gente continua com todos os medos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/5266628176795240563/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=5266628176795240563' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5266628176795240563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5266628176795240563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2010/04/revolucao-em-mim-marcia-kupstas.html' title='Revolução em mim - Marcia Kupstas'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-2708834258308694135</id><published>2010-04-11T11:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T11:03:21.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversando com os espíritos(James Van Praagh)</title><summary type='text'>Este é o segundo livro que leio do James Van Praagh para quem não conhece ele é um médium conceituado,escritor e entre outras funções é coprodutor do seriado Ghost Whisperer.Esse foi o primeiro livro escrito por ele.Segue algumas citações do livro:
Como reconhecer o sofrimento
1.O ChoqueQuando uma pessoa é notificada da morte de alguém querido,sua primeira reação pode ser entrar numa espécie de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/2708834258308694135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=2708834258308694135' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2708834258308694135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2708834258308694135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2010/04/conversando-com-os-espiritosjames-van.html' title='Conversando com os espíritos(James Van Praagh)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-271802782414249033</id><published>2010-02-26T10:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T10:20:11.182-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alma de mulher</title><summary type='text'>

    
                 
                                                          Nada mais contraditório do que ser mulher... 
Mulher que pensa com o coração, age pela emoção e vence pelo amor. 
Que vive milhões de emoções num só dia e transmite cada uma delas, num único olhar. 


Que cobra de si a perfeição e vive arrumando desculpas para os erros daqueles a quem ama. 
Que hospeda no ventre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/271802782414249033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=271802782414249033' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/271802782414249033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/271802782414249033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2010/02/alma-de-mulher.html' title='Alma de mulher'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/S26rIHvi2jI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SXh7FNYDBQ4/s72-c/flores-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-3061677871777230950</id><published>2010-02-07T10:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:30:26.619-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloquear sites de forma imperceptível pelo usuário</title><summary type='text'>Se você quer bloquear algum site,independente do navegador que utiliza siga os seguintes passos:

Bloqueando sites pelo host;

O arquivo de host está localizado em \windows\system32\drivers\etc isso no windows xp...vc abre ele no bloco de notas e deve ter escrito assim. 

# Copyright (c) 1993-1999 Microsoft Corp.
#
# Este é um arquivo HOSTS de exemplo usado pelo Microsoft TCP/IP para Windows.
#
#</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3061677871777230950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3061677871777230950' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3061677871777230950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3061677871777230950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2010/02/bloquear-sites-de-forma-imperceptivel.html' title='Bloquear sites de forma imperceptível pelo usuário'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-1597045008730733661</id><published>2009-12-28T17:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:21:27.945-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vendedor de Sonhos - Augusto Cury(Download)</title><summary type='text'>


Baseado em fatos reais.Um homem desconhecido tenta salvar da morte um suicida.Proclama aos quatro ventos que a sociedades modernas se converteram num hospício Global.Começa a chamar seguidores para vender sonhos. Ao mesmo tempo em que arrebata as pessoas e as liberta do cárcere da rotina, arruma muitos inimigos. Este é uma romance que nos fará rir chorar e pensar muito.

http://www.4shared.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1597045008730733661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1597045008730733661' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1597045008730733661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1597045008730733661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/12/vendedor-de-sonhos-augusto-curydownload.html' title='Vendedor de Sonhos - Augusto Cury(Download)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SzkDOu9c_HI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Zd1WiXC8OA4/s72-c/O_VENDEDOR_DE_SONHOS_1227742143P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-5878025425757772520</id><published>2009-12-27T18:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T18:55:49.805-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Não precisa ser para sempre</title><summary type='text'>
Um trecho do texto : Não precisa ser para sempre, mas precisa ser até o fim!

:: Rosana Braga ::  Resolvi copiar parte do texto da Rosana,com todos os créditos para a autora claro!Por ter me comovido d+ com o conteúdo,resolvi deixar aki para que outras pessoas tb possam refletir.  ‘Para sempre’, em minha opinião, é nada mais nada menos que um dia depois do outro. Ou seja, é construção. Em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/5878025425757772520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=5878025425757772520' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5878025425757772520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5878025425757772520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/12/nao-precisa-ser-para-sempre.html' title='Não precisa ser para sempre'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SzfJu6XNteI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KoGZJKv-ZPg/s72-c/tempo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-3472144437523629871</id><published>2009-12-16T09:53:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:53:54.659-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenade(Reação em Cadeia)</title><summary type='text'>

"Vou sussurrar ao pé do teu ouvido
A canção mais bela que eu já fiz
Sentirá no coração
Que isso tudo é muito bom "
(Serenade -  Reação em Cadeia) 




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3472144437523629871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3472144437523629871' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3472144437523629871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3472144437523629871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/12/v-ou-sussurrar-ao-pe-do-teu-ouvido.html' title='Serenade(Reação em Cadeia)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SyjJv62MehI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9FYzQv3uH1A/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-1360893239074622925</id><published>2009-12-16T09:33:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:33:18.778-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Neurose(Reação em Cadeia)</title><summary type='text'>


NeuroseComposição: Jonathan Corrêa  
Talvez o silêncio
Nunca me perdoe
Por ter dito que te amo
Sou vítima de mim mesmo
De minhas próprias frases
Da minha própria consciência
Tenho procurado entender
A minha vida
Mas as conclusões a que cheguei
Não são nada conclusivas
Esperei o tempo necessário
Para compreender
Que na verdade
Eu não posso ter você
A vida é assim
Eu tenho que me acostumar
Os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1360893239074622925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1360893239074622925' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1360893239074622925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1360893239074622925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/12/neurosereacao-em-cadeia.html' title='Neurose(Reação em Cadeia)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SyjD9sl-oPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xTQsQelUanQ/s72-c/1094995307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-9089301043472332737</id><published>2009-11-05T23:04:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:15:26.104-02:00</updated><title type='text'>1408 - Stephen King(Download)</title><summary type='text'>  

Resumo do Prefácio

Escrevi as primeiras três ou quatro páginas como parte de um apêndice para meu livro On Writing (Sobre Escrever), querendo mostrar aos leitores como uma história desenvolve-se do primeiro esboço para um segundo. Mas algo aconteceu: a história me seduziu, e acabei escrevendo-a toda. Ela apareceu originalmente como parte de uma coletânea em áudio chamada Blood and Smoke [</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/9089301043472332737/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=9089301043472332737' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/9089301043472332737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/9089301043472332737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/11/1408-stephen-kingdownload.html' title='1408 - Stephen King(Download)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SvN17y0ayPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/M-5msfxJaPU/s72-c/1408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-1636512815499479764</id><published>2009-11-05T23:03:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:19:47.025-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Onde terminam os arco íris - Cecelia Ahern(Download)</title><summary type='text'>


Seria difícil dizer a quanto tempo Rosie e Alex são amigos. Desde pequenos brigaram, riram do narigão da senhorita Casey . O pai do Alex aceita um trabalho em Boston, Alex deve abandonar a Irlanda com sua família e começar uma nova vida nos Estados Unidos, longe de seu país, e o que é mais doloroso, longe de seu melhor amiga. A amizade de ambos recebe um duro golpe; A partir desse momento, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1636512815499479764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1636512815499479764' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1636512815499479764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1636512815499479764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/11/onde-terminam-os-arco-iris-cecelia.html' title='Onde terminam os arco íris - Cecelia Ahern(Download)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SvN1uZvHgJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0e54NQgxIK8/s72-c/31ea3c7e-5d7f-47a9-85ef-f6450ec096e3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-7419175804269255035</id><published>2009-11-05T22:58:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T12:09:18.545-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sites+E-books+Download</title><summary type='text'>


Para quem é leitor assíduo e faz uso dos e-books(livros virtuais),vou dar umas dicas,pois pesquizando na internet achei alguns sites e/ou fóruns bem interessantes.É só registrar nos sites,para poder fazer downloads,participar dos fóruns e até mesmo postar.


Clube do Livro
http://clubedolivro.forumbrasil.net 

PDL
http://www.portaldetonando.com.br 

Fórum toca da Coruja 
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Reação em Cadeia (geralmente abreviado para Reação, ou REC) é uma banda de rock brasileira do Rio Grande do Sul, da cidade de Novo Hamburgo. Com dez anos de estrada, Reação em Cadeia nasceu da vontade de fazer um som pesado, mas sem letras grosseiras e sem sentido. A idéia da REC, assim chamada pelos fãs, é mostrar reflexões e letras de amor, tudo isso com letras expressivas e muito rock para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4399992050250926012/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=4399992050250926012' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4399992050250926012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4399992050250926012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/11/reacao-em-cadeia.html' title='Reação Em  Cadeia(Download)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SvNmc-q7RJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kpK5F2qbKdk/s72-c/rec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-791028731350506276</id><published>2009-11-05T21:16:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:14:35.242-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruanitas (Download)</title><summary type='text'>




Cansado de músicas melosas? Quer atitude e mesmo assim desabafos,então conheçam Ruanitas.

O que sobrou de mim
http://www.4shared.com/file/147054173/127b314a/O_que_Sobrou_de_mimmp3.html

Deixa minha vida em paz 
http://www.4shared.com/file/147054174/8c1fa4e9/DEIXA_MINHA_VIDA_EM_PAZmp3.html

Vaza
http://www.4shared.com/file/147054176/6211c5c5/Ruanitas_-_VAZA_.html 

Perdeu Play Boy 
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"Para quem é fã do Orkut e add várias comunidades por ter se identificado com elas,seguem algumas com descrições belas e até engraçadas:"


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       - Para quem ainda não me entendeu ,ou não me conheçe ...agora entenderá.
 
         
      "O amor não está no outro,está dentro de nós mesmos ;nós o despertamos.Mas para este despertar,precisamos do outro.O universo só faz sentido quando temos com quem dividir nossas emoções.


     "A Paixão faz a pessoa parar de comer,dormir,trabalhar,estar em paz.Muita gente fica assustada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/7223116108395979499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=7223116108395979499' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7223116108395979499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7223116108395979499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/10/coracao-partidoaflicaoconfusao.html' title='Coração Partido?Aflição,confusão?'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/StfK9FAWesI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vsjqVm_pxL0/s72-c/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+partido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-3308177414268613642</id><published>2009-09-28T10:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:23:55.439-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Medo de Amar</title><summary type='text'>
Tá com medo de amar, é?
Tá com medo do amor e aí?
Deixa a página virar, é
Deixa o coração em flor se abrir
Quando eu der um sorriso tu me dá um beijo
Vai virar sua cabeça, vai perder o medo
Tá com medo de amar, é?
Tá com medo do amor e aí?
Deixa a página virar, é
Deixa o coração em flor se abrir
Quando eu der um sorriso tu me dá um beijo
Tudo em você é novo
Queima de desejo
Ta com medo de amar, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3308177414268613642/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3308177414268613642' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3308177414268613642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3308177414268613642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/09/medo-de-amar.html' title='Medo de Amar'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-1938056960736578691</id><published>2009-09-25T15:17:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:22:09.741-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Juventude Antes do Orkut</title><summary type='text'>*Quem lembra??

[Off]Se você tiver mais de 18 anos deve lembrar...
• Não existia Orkut;
• Garotos de 13 anos usavam roupas remendadas pela mãe;
• Mc Donalds custava R$ 4,50;
• Biscoito Fofy existia;
• Meninas de 11 anos brincavam de boneca;
• Meninos de 13 anos assistiam Cavaleiros do Zodiaco e Dragon Ball Z;
• Existia Chiquititas e não Rebeldes;
• Plutão ainda era um Planeta;
• Festas de 15 anos</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1938056960736578691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1938056960736578691' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1938056960736578691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1938056960736578691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/09/juventude-antes-do-orkut.html' title='A Juventude Antes do Orkut'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-8120933901109311964</id><published>2009-09-04T11:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:28:38.071-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo Bem - Nx Zero</title><summary type='text'>Tudo Bem Nx Zero Composição: Diego Ferrero/Leandro Rocha  (Ô ô ô)Mais um dia Na historia da vida Onde me perdi Onde me encontrei(Ah ah ah)Aprendi a ver E a valorizar Os detalhes Que fazem mudar(Ah ah ah)Tudo bem Não é sempre que se pode ganhar Nem tudo na vida tem um porque Hoje estou feliz por estar onde estou E amanhã não importaTudo Bem Quem sou eu pra duvidar Da vida (á á á)(Uoh oh oh)Hoje </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/8120933901109311964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=8120933901109311964' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8120933901109311964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8120933901109311964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/09/tudo-bem-nx-zero.html' title='Tudo Bem - Nx Zero'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-5626106070889468180</id><published>2009-09-04T10:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:26:01.307-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Ar - D'Black</title><summary type='text'>Sem Ar D'Black Composição: D'Black / Felipe Zero  Meus pés não tocam mais o chãoMeus olhos não vêem a minha direçãoDa minha boca saem coisas sem sentidoVocê era o meu farol e hoje estou perdidoO sofrimento vem à noite sem pudorSomente o sono ameniza a minha dorMas e depois? E quando o dia clarear?Quero viver do teu sorriso, teu olharEu corro pro mar pra não lembrar vocêE o vento me traz o que eu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/5626106070889468180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=5626106070889468180' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5626106070889468180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5626106070889468180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/09/sem-ar-dblack-composicao-dblack-felipe.html' title='Sem Ar - D&apos;Black'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SqEjbvX3EvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UiWu_-DIzlk/s72-c/D%27Black+-+Sem+Ar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-5683304621138068123</id><published>2009-09-04T10:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:19:03.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Versos simples - parte final</title><summary type='text'>Versos Simples Chimarruts Composição: Cassiane Silva / Richardson Maia  Sabe, já faz tempoQue eu queria te falarDas coisas que trago no peitoSaudade, já não sei se éA palavra certa para usarAinda lembro do seu jeitoNão te trago ouro  Porque ele não entra no céu  E nenhuma riqueza deste mundo  Não te trago flores  Porque elas secam e caem ao chão  Te trago os meus versos simples  Mas que fiz de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/5683304621138068123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=5683304621138068123' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5683304621138068123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5683304621138068123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/09/versos-simples-parte-final.html' title='Versos simples - 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Oh yeah, Oh my darling, stand by me  Não importa quem você é  Não importa onde você vai na vida  Você vai precisar de alguém para ficar do seu lado.     Não importa quanto dinheiro você tem  Ou os amigos que</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/8906589192947226180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=8906589192947226180' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8906589192947226180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8906589192947226180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-for-changeinglestraducao.html' title='Playing for change(inglês/tradução)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-1477257077890021512</id><published>2009-09-03T13:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:06:42.374-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida nos leva onde temos que ir</title><summary type='text'>E se amanhã não for nada disso,caberá só a mim esquecerE eu vou sobreviverO que eu ganho e o que eu perco,ninguém precisa saberEspero que daqui pra frente Tudo se renove para nós dois Nossas vidas são tão diferentesViva agora tudo que sonhouMuita coisa está por virMuita coisa ainda vai mudarEspero que daqui pra frenteEu siga o meu caminhoE você siga o seuE acho que isso é mais forte que eu...To </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1477257077890021512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1477257077890021512' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1477257077890021512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1477257077890021512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/09/vida-nos-leva-aonde-temos-que-ir.html' title='A vida nos leva onde temos que ir'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-4398358072671751908</id><published>2009-09-03T13:07:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:12:23.917-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Atualizando...</title><summary type='text'>Nossa,estou demorando muito para atualizar ,mas sempre que possívelvou postar.Sabe como é,sem internet fica difícil atualizar.Até as configurações estão desatualizadas.No final do mês provavelmente já estarei com o meu pc a mil por hora.HeheSaudades Pessoal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4398358072671751908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=4398358072671751908' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4398358072671751908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4398358072671751908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/09/atualizando.html' title='Atualizando...'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-7861550858110332658</id><published>2009-08-21T11:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:20:28.859-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lixo nas ruas</title><summary type='text'>                        "Jogar LIXO na rua,além de ser falta de educação ,                                 causa enormes transtornos ao meio ambiente."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/7861550858110332658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=7861550858110332658' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7861550858110332658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7861550858110332658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/08/lixo-nas-ruas.html' title='Lixo nas ruas'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-7287276774055678664</id><published>2009-01-04T11:02:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:15:35.709-02:00</updated><title type='text'>NxZero-Nunca Mais</title><summary type='text'>Nunca Mais  Composição: Diego Ferrero /Leandro Rocha Quanto mais o tempo passa Mais sinto Cada um tem seu destino Prometa nunca me dizer Nunca... Pouco a pouco Cada vez mais Minha única certeza é você Preso num momento onde os mesmos erros não são Iguais como eram antes porque agora As suas palavras não me enganam mais Nunca mais, nunca mais... Eu não posso te julgar Pois cometi os mesmos erros </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/7287276774055678664/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=7287276774055678664' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7287276774055678664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7287276774055678664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/01/nxzero-nunca-mais.html' title='NxZero-Nunca Mais'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SWC2DLdhUSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/cpITpW6p0RA/s72-c/nx+zero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-1372535252844899096</id><published>2009-01-04T10:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:56:10.515-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Te Adoro</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1372535252844899096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1372535252844899096' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1372535252844899096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1372535252844899096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/01/te-adoro.html' title='Te Adoro'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-4366150515825069994</id><published>2009-01-02T23:50:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:05:01.570-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempos de tempestade</title><summary type='text'>Ultimamente não tenho postado muito ,como devem ter percebido.Foram muitos altos e baixos,coisas que poderiam  ter sido evitadas ,mas não foram.Meses e meses de auto aprovação,tempo de reclusão apropriado para compor,p q não?!Mas eu não conseguiria ler as minhas próprias composições,já que todas são histórias veridicas.Será que sou só eu que me sinto mal em lembrar certos fatos??Desejando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4366150515825069994/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=4366150515825069994' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4366150515825069994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4366150515825069994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/01/tempos-de-tempestade.html' title='Tempos de tempestade'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-4398790009479771374</id><published>2009-01-02T23:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:49:37.921-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O final_reação em cadeia</title><summary type='text'>O Final   Passei meu tempo tendo muito o que fazerAtormentei teu coração até te enlouquecerContradizer as consequências da razãoTe amei calado, sem dar tréguas ao seu coraçãoPor muitas vezes você, ficou tão sóAgora sei porque, ficou piorPor muitas vezes você, ficou tão sóAgora sei porque, ficou piorPois começou, o final (x2)Pra nós dois, o final (x2)A cada instante precisava lhe dizerMeu coração </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4398790009479771374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-4695643602006996859</id><published>2009-01-02T23:41:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:46:55.826-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Te amo para sempre_reação em cadeia</title><summary type='text'>Te Amo Para Sempre  Essa noite eu vou pedir a Deus que abençoe com estrelas meu jardim e que possa me jogar nos braços teus e ter você inteira só pra mim  Meu amor, quero e vou dizer pro mundo inteiro saber, o que eu sinto por você:  Meu amor TE AMO!! Meu amor te quero para sempre, EU TE AMO!!  A paz que eu busco junto ao Mar encontrei no brilho do teu olhar Que Deus abençoou quando te fez </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4695643602006996859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=4695643602006996859' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4695643602006996859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4695643602006996859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2009/01/te-amo-para-semprereao-em-cadeia.html' title='Te amo para sempre_reação em cadeia'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SV7C8vr4POI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LIgKBEA-hR0/s72-c/rec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-7703186087486823345</id><published>2008-12-08T21:12:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:03:14.756-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuide bem do seu amor.</title><summary type='text'>Assim como eu ,sei que muitos já leram esse texto e de um modo ou de outro comoveram-se,por isso resolvi postar aqui.Ah,claro também é campeão no orkut.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/7703186087486823345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=7703186087486823345' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7703186087486823345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7703186087486823345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuide-bem-do-seu-amor.html' title='Cuide bem do seu amor.'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/ST2qAyeIupI/AAAAAAAAAEk/u6y8slFVmzc/s72-c/ATgAAAD4eq3zqWZIODNcr-kimyZmlhCrd5UefMuKm1PuHc3LZ-5Pl-Kwbo8oGjrirV3vorREY1UWMW9tE0eO7TdurY3gAJtU9VDWJhcdZjoPBjai09DwB_onC5u4ow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-2147137410294285890</id><published>2008-09-17T11:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:33:07.298-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos***Quilha</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0   21         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/2147137410294285890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=2147137410294285890' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2147137410294285890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2147137410294285890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/09/sonhosquilha.html' title='Sonhos***Quilha'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SNEVECAqYVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Va6uiENp3K0/s72-c/strike_quilha1+%2811%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-871107284556384810</id><published>2008-09-17T11:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:43:47.099-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Doroth**Perdido no mundo</title><summary type='text'>Quanto tempo fazJá nem durmo maisJoguei tudo pro altoVocê me deixouE nunca mais voltouE agora não quero maisSe um diaVocê deixarUm motivo pra chorarRefrãoNão quero mais te verEu só quero esquecerTudo que fizemos juntosEstou perdido no mundoQuanto tempo fazJá nem durmo maisJoguei tudo pro altoPensar em todos os momentosSei que já não vale maisVou seguir em frenteSe um diaVocê deixarUm motivo pra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/871107284556384810/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=871107284556384810' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/871107284556384810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/871107284556384810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/09/doroth.html' title='Doroth**Perdido no mundo'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SNEXlNkD0oI/AAAAAAAAAEI/beBZuMcElUU/s72-c/doroth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-5465933826321942213</id><published>2008-09-14T10:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:57:03.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A procura de emprego</title><summary type='text'>Pessoal muito cuidado ao procurar emprego,quando for agendada uma entrevista chegue no horário marcado ou antes se possível.No momento da entrevista preste atenção nas palavras do entrevistador.Digo isso,pois,numa entrevista a dona da loja explica detalhadamente aos candidatos a caixa que eles num certo horário sairão do caixa para atender na loja ,assim como os vendedores.Que eu me lembre isso,é</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/5465933826321942213/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=5465933826321942213' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5465933826321942213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5465933826321942213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/09/procura-de-emprego.html' title='A procura de emprego'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-5885832157356904461</id><published>2008-09-02T09:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T09:55:38.632-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Three days grace</title><summary type='text'>I don't care   I try to make it through my lifeIn my wayThere is youI try to make it through these liesThatÂ’s all I doJust don't deny itJust don't deny itAnd deal with itYeah deal with itYou tried to break meYou wanna break meBit by bitThatÂ’s just part of youIf you were dead or still alive,I don't care,I don't care,And all the things you left behind,I don't care,I don't careI try to make you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/5885832157356904461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=5885832157356904461' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5885832157356904461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5885832157356904461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/09/three-days-grace.html' title='Three days grace'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SL03ar9qzLI/AAAAAAAAADo/d6X_DS5l2FU/s72-c/Three-Days-Grace_294x400_991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-9213931762518247994</id><published>2008-09-01T20:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:55:36.602-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilha dia 30/08 em Alvorada</title><summary type='text'>O último sábado foi especial,fui para alvorada assistir a Quilha tocar!!È,acabei chegando atrasada o show começou pontualmente às 16:00!!De qualquer modo fui até feira do livro...para ...conhecer eles é claro.Gente morri de vergonha,o pessoal me recebeu muito bem.Conheci o Alessandro e o Thales,eles são muito queridos!Passei parte do sábado com eles,ah,não posso deixar de citar que foi tudo por </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/9213931762518247994/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=9213931762518247994' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/9213931762518247994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/9213931762518247994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/09/quilha-dia-3008-em-alvorada.html' title='Quilha dia 30/08 em Alvorada'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SLyA8OayDKI/AAAAAAAAADg/dSs3mYV14oc/s72-c/quilhac32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-8987622051708729574</id><published>2008-08-28T23:41:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:25:54.994-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilha em Alvorada</title><summary type='text'>Dia 30 de Agosto,banda Quilha ao vivo na João Goulart às 16:00 hs, o evento trará diversos artistas no sábado, entre eles, Luka e Fat Duo.O evento será transmitido pela Rádio Web Brasil Hits.http://radiobrasilhits.com.brE vamos lá!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/8987622051708729574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=8987622051708729574' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8987622051708729574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8987622051708729574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/08/quilha-em-alvorada.html' title='Quilha em Alvorada'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SLdmMYbIvwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Ys8ZTAZLtHE/s72-c/quilha5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-7963176232628600251</id><published>2008-08-03T22:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:45:59.353-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdade</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/7963176232628600251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=7963176232628600251' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7963176232628600251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7963176232628600251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/08/verdade.html' title='Verdade'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SJZfLGOVYeI/AAAAAAAAADI/nVP8S8ZRebg/s72-c/verdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-3739551878488018797</id><published>2008-07-25T21:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:34:43.351-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilha no strike 410 dia 26/07</title><summary type='text'>Dia 26/07 a banda Quilha se apresentará no Strike 410 a partir das 23:00!!!Ingressos antecipados com a banda a 10,00R$.     Localização:        Rua Prof Cristiano Fischer, nº 410 - Porto Alegre/RS      Telefones: (51) 3334-8589 / 3334-8668    Para chegar lá,pegue o ônibus 476 – Petrópolis/PUC na Júlio de Castilhos,atrás do Mercado Público.Para conferir o itinerário  acesse o site da carris: http:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3739551878488018797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3739551878488018797' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3739551878488018797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3739551878488018797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/quilha-no-strike-410-dia-2607.html' title='Quilha no strike 410 dia 26/07'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SIpwxFpOdPI/AAAAAAAAADA/d7CYDfCDD-E/s72-c/quilha0508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-8869732573942500232</id><published>2008-07-21T22:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:22:19.041-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Breu</title><summary type='text'>E foi quando percebeu que sentia-se só no meio dessa multidão que reconheceu, então, faltava o  mais importante...a sua alma e o coração não cicatrizavam apenas ficavam menos doloridos...com o tempo se viu só no meio da escuridão.Priscilla Jochims</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/8869732573942500232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=8869732573942500232' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8869732573942500232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8869732573942500232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/breu.html' title='Breu'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-1406917224731909519</id><published>2008-07-21T22:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:13:48.754-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Era uma vez</title><summary type='text'>...e quando a escuridão tomou conta,ela ouviu passos que se aproximavam cada vez mais e uma respiração forte, foi o que o que ela sentiu minutos antes de ouvir um grito!!!Quando ela percebeu que fora ela que gritara!!...


Priscilla Jochims</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1406917224731909519/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1406917224731909519' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1406917224731909519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1406917224731909519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/era-uma-vez.html' title='Era uma vez'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-8057501443243977196</id><published>2008-07-16T23:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:54:25.587-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Canção para o amor da sua vida</title><summary type='text'>Canção para o amor da sua vida (feat. Jonathan Corrêa) Magma Composição: Nati Moreira Amor sem fimmesmo que um dia acabeÉ sempre assimViver pela metadeAndo pensando em ti contar tudo que eu seiQueria ao menos uma chanceMas como eu quero te tocar mais uma vezMelhor seria se eu mentisse no finalCansei dos meus segredosNão quero maisAmor sem fimMesmo que um dia acabeÉ sempre assimViver pela </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/8057501443243977196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=8057501443243977196' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8057501443243977196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8057501443243977196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/cano-para-o-amor-da-sua-vida.html' title='Canção para o amor da sua vida'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-8064328998098203660</id><published>2008-07-16T23:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:47:12.401-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhor Assim**Fresno</title><summary type='text'>Depois que aconteceu Não quero nem lembrar Você pra mim morreu Tenho que acostumar Perder Pois é normal Não pode ser ruim Não quero falar mal mas, Talvez melhor assim  Achar um outro alguém Não vai ser fácil não Mas ficar sem ninguém é a pura solidão Não quero a solidão Prefiro até morrer Fúria do meu coração Não me trará você Mas, pra que eu vou viver? Se não for, Se não for com você E não dá, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/8064328998098203660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=8064328998098203660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8064328998098203660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/8064328998098203660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/melhor-assimfresno.html' title='Melhor Assim**Fresno'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-7779804061201578672</id><published>2008-07-16T23:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:45:07.813-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabe por que?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/7779804061201578672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=7779804061201578672' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7779804061201578672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7779804061201578672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/sabe-porque.html' title='Sabe por que?'/><author><name>tilla</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-7726833551526030945</id><published>2008-07-16T23:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:37:18.405-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desabafo...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/7726833551526030945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=7726833551526030945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7726833551526030945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7726833551526030945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/desabafo.html' title='Desabafo...'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-2696856697231636465</id><published>2008-07-16T23:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:31:29.613-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou o que sou</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/2696856697231636465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=2696856697231636465' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2696856697231636465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2696856697231636465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/sou-o-que-sou.html' title='Sou o que sou'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-4367403517996501182</id><published>2008-07-16T23:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:30:32.208-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4367403517996501182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=4367403517996501182' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4367403517996501182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4367403517996501182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-2230851643026354914</id><published>2008-07-16T23:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:29:28.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É Tempo de Mudanças</title><summary type='text'>//www.recados.net" title="Recados para o orkut"&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/2230851643026354914/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=2230851643026354914' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2230851643026354914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2230851643026354914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/tempo-de-mudanas.html' title='É Tempo de Mudanças'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-5050520499661967745</id><published>2008-07-07T23:47:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:59:04.541-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotos The Sandlot</title><summary type='text'>The Sandlot (Se brincar o bicho morde)Lembram do Squints Palledorous (Chauncey Leopardi) no primeiro filme?? Então,agora também lembrou no terceiro,né?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/5050520499661967745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=5050520499661967745' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5050520499661967745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5050520499661967745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/fotos-sandlot.html' title='Fotos The Sandlot'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SHLVqrhls2I/AAAAAAAAACw/MchKRM806f4/s72-c/The+Sandlot+1993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-9180980962508817228</id><published>2008-07-07T22:55:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:31:34.781-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma Turma Divertida- A caminho de casa (The Sandlot 3)</title><summary type='text'>

Entre em campo com um novo time de feras! Estrelando Luke Perry como o mimado atleta profissional que redescobre seu amor pelo jogo. Uma Turma Divertida - A Caminho de Casa é uma lenda terna e cheia de aventura sobre como perder seu ego, colocar seus amigos em primeiro lugar e sair vencedor! O grande astro da liga profissional Tommy Santorelli consegue grandes resultados em campo, mas sua </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/9180980962508817228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=9180980962508817228' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/9180980962508817228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/9180980962508817228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/sandlot-3.html' title='Uma Turma Divertida- A caminho de casa (The Sandlot 3)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SHLVRHuGSlI/AAAAAAAAACo/og53qqLhows/s72-c/turma3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-7714904969050570266</id><published>2008-07-07T22:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:55:45.398-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma turma divertida(The Sandlot 2)</title><summary type='text'>Do diretor de "Se Brincar, o Bicho Morde-SAndlot" nasce a continuação,dez anos se passaram desde a história original, e o terreno baldio agora é o "lar" de um novo grupo de adolescentes do bairro, que se reúne para rir, se exibir... e jogar bola! Mas a turma se vê às voltas com o mais duro dos desafios, pois eles precisam recuperar um insubstituível modelo de foguete que caiu no quintal do Sr. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/7714904969050570266/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=7714904969050570266' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7714904969050570266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7714904969050570266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/uma-turma-divertidathe-sandlot-2.html' title='Uma turma divertida(The Sandlot 2)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SHLImBWKkoI/AAAAAAAAACY/7jWV-_SZjg0/s72-c/turma+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-3660185309343399757</id><published>2008-07-07T22:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:38:14.443-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se brincar o bicho morde(The Sandlot)</title><summary type='text'>Scott Smalls muda de cidade com seus pais. Para Scott tudo é novo e muito difícil. Os garotos do bairro não o aceitam e ainda por cima o acham um boboca, que nem ao menos sabe jogar baseball! As coisas mudam quando o líder da turma o deixa jogar. E ele consegue! Começa então para Scott um verão mágico. Aventuras fantásticas, o primeiro beijo... e também o confronto com o mais terrível adversário.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3660185309343399757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3660185309343399757' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3660185309343399757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3660185309343399757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/se-brincar-o-bicho-mordethe-sandlot.html' title='Se brincar o bicho morde(The Sandlot)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SHLE_lGTYrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gUttuTtdi6I/s72-c/10017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-4172763286519034765</id><published>2008-07-07T21:05:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:55:18.868-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O poder da Esperança</title><summary type='text'> Sinopse                       Baseado em fatos reais, O Poder da Esperança conta a história de Richard Pimentel (Ron Livingston), um homem batalhador. Durante a infância, Richard teve que enfrentar a instabilidade de sua mãe e a morte de seu pai. Na adolescência, ele começa a expor seus problemas aos colefas de escola e descobre o dom para discursos. Quando entra na universidade, Richars conhece</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4172763286519034765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=4172763286519034765' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4172763286519034765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4172763286519034765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-poder-da-esperana.html' title='O poder da Esperança'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SHK49m_Qd9I/AAAAAAAAACI/z2DjLoxGVX4/s72-c/3841_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-1420699695298367651</id><published>2008-07-07T20:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:03:06.190-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Banda Magma</title><summary type='text'>Dia 19 em Santo Cristo/RS show da Magma,confirmado!!!Para os fãs que procuram pelas músicas completas do Cd "Para Recomeçar",comentei com o Márcio Abreu que na comunidade oficial da banda a procura é grande.Já que no site da banda elas não estão completas, e ninguém as acha completas.Ele diz que há um projeto de upar essas músicas ,mas não no site.Qualquer coisa perg no orkut na comunidade </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SHKudDz8chI/AAAAAAAAACA/rHpQUpt6twA/s72-c/magma+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-8157395071452540841</id><published>2008-07-07T20:14:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:04:01.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Academia Central</title><summary type='text'>Caso alguém esteja a procura de uma academia no centro de Porto Alegre,recomendo a Academia Central localizada Rua Marechal Floriano,199 (esq com a Salgado Filho).*Sala de aula climatizada*Atendimento personalizado*Preços ótimosVocê fazer uma visita a academia, para ver o ambiente e também valores ,claro!Também tem aulas na academia:+Jump+Axé/Funk+Yoga+Local+Dança do ventre+Step+Combat+</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/8157395071452540841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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em prol da vida)</title><summary type='text'>Hei você que está aí,muito triste ou um pouco abatido,já parou parapensar que estás assim por que queres?Às vezes carregamos culpa por não termos aquilo que na verdade nãoprecisamos ter,oulutar por causas que não valem a batalha.Na verdade a felicidade quase sempre está em nossa volta só que ela é tão humilde que às vezes não a vemos, e que os maiores tesouros da vida nãosão coisas materiais ,não</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1763452995684001891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1763452995684001891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1763452995684001891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1763452995684001891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/jamais-desistagrupo-teatral-em-prol-da.html' title='Jamais desista(Grupo Teatral em prol da vida)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-7631342630917569444</id><published>2008-07-07T19:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:00:16.743-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Anoitecer(Grupo teatral em Prol da Vida)</title><summary type='text'>Passo o dia inteiro a pensar em você.Espero com ansiedade,que chegue o anoitecer.Durante o dia,sinto saudade,à noite,saímos por aí,a passear.Lá do alto, nos envia beijos o luar,o manto da noite nos envolve,nos acaricia,oferece a sua poesia, e abenloa nosso amor.Estrelas brilham, o vento,entoa suas mais belas canções.Corações enamorados,corações apaixonados,assim é nossso viver .Espero com </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/7631342630917569444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=7631342630917569444' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7631342630917569444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/7631342630917569444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/anoitecergrupo-teatral-em-prol-da-vida.html' title='Anoitecer(Grupo teatral em Prol da Vida)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-3604003323552601283</id><published>2008-07-07T19:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:51:47.359-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Êxtase(Terapaia do riso)</title><summary type='text'>Quando meus lábios tocarem os tua pele e minhas mãos percorrerem todo teu corpo.Mergulharei nos mais profundos desejos de tua alma e sentirás, dentro de ti,todo o meu amor.Seremos neste momento uma só pessoa.Tu verás que todas as nossas fantasias ganharão asas e nos conduzirão a um universo sónosso,e como cometas em rota de colisão,nos encontraremos extasiados em extremo prazer.Neste instante ,o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3604003323552601283/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3604003323552601283' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3604003323552601283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3604003323552601283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/xtaseterapaia-do-riso.html' title='Êxtase(Terapaia do riso)'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-3259966810941873231</id><published>2008-07-07T19:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:27:45.614-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade x Tempo</title><summary type='text'>Há alguns anos recebi uma carta de uma amiga,eu ainda estava no Ensino Médio e infelizmente perdi contato com ela.Essa carta ainda guardo com carinho.Em homagem a Cristiane Avaly:" A verdadeira amizadeé aquela que a lembrança não apaga,a distância não separa e amaldade não destrói."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3259966810941873231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3259966810941873231' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3259966810941873231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3259966810941873231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/amizade-x-tempo.html' title='Amizade x Tempo'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-5130494276653597038</id><published>2008-07-07T19:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:24:02.959-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Promessas...</title><summary type='text'>"Há sempre alguém na vida da gente ,alguém que aparece sorrindo e nos deixa chorando.E por mais que a gente tente esquecer, há sempre alguém impossível de se esquecer...A vida é assim: um dia a gente ganha ,outra a gente perde.Por isso lute pelos seus ideias mesmo chorando por aquilo que um dia prometeu corrindo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/5130494276653597038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=5130494276653597038' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5130494276653597038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5130494276653597038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/promessas.html' title='Promessas...'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-3770607576051735700</id><published>2008-07-02T00:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:52:07.739-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Folha Amassada</title><summary type='text'>Quando era criança , por causa do meu caráter impossível , tinha raiva a menos provocação na maioria da vezs , depois de uns incidentes me sentia envegonhada e me esforçava por consolar a quem tinha magoado.Um dia , meu professor , após presenciar toda uma cena , me viu pedindo desulpas.Ele ai,me chamou e me entregou uma folha lisa e me disse. Amasse-a! Com receio obedeci e fiz com ela uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3770607576051735700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3770607576051735700' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3770607576051735700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3770607576051735700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/folha-amassada.html' title='A Folha Amassada'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-2437017602181049441</id><published>2008-07-02T00:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:01:00.769-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Alma</title><summary type='text'>
Quando a sua alma chora e o coração sangra nada está bem. todo dia é igual ao outro ,sem importância alguma....você não sente vontade de viver ..não importa se o amanhã está próximo ou não...há tantos talvez,quem sabe ,algum dia. Talvez quando as lágrimas secarem ,o sol nascer e a vida voltar a fazer sentido ,então quem sabe o cantar do pássaro me lembre o motivo de estar aqui.
 Priscilla </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/2437017602181049441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=2437017602181049441' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2437017602181049441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/2437017602181049441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/alma.html' title='Alma'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SGr2pX2ABPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qCTyW2mbc1k/s72-c/0009feminino-messbrasil.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-1710764395115857095</id><published>2008-07-02T00:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:27:37.040-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo</title><summary type='text'>Não espere que o tempo corrija os seus erros, pois você pode nunca mais  ter a chance de interferir no seu presente e o passado não volta mais.  Priscilla Jochims</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1710764395115857095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1710764395115857095' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1710764395115857095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1710764395115857095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SGr1gVNjNHI/AAAAAAAAABw/CNhnUSdmdBY/s72-c/doremi8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-4046005109000721515</id><published>2008-07-02T00:16:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:21:50.687-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PazPaz neste novo dia.Como é bom valorizarAs coisas simples que A corrida do ouro cotidianaNos impede de ver.Um beijo , uma flor , um Abraço , uma palavra de Fé para quem passar.Sim!Eu quero pazNeste novo dia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4046005109000721515/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=4046005109000721515' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4046005109000721515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4046005109000721515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/paz-paz-neste-novo-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-3524950005665053788</id><published>2008-07-01T23:53:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:13:06.505-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Persistência</title><summary type='text'>Mantenha o ritmo         O primeiro passo faz você começar , mas não o levará para  aonde você quer ir. O sucesso raramente decorre de um esforço. Invariavelmente é o resultado de muita persistência. Não imorta o quão brilhante ou arrojado você seja no começo - isso não é o suficiente. Você tem que continuar até o final .       Nós geralamente colocamos todos nossos esforços em começar , e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3524950005665053788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3524950005665053788' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3524950005665053788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3524950005665053788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/persistncia.html' title='Persistência'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SGryAUKEmAI/AAAAAAAAABo/d8DTIt6jZzs/s72-c/0220fun-messbrasil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-3806793899885718976</id><published>2008-07-01T23:28:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T19:22:39.602-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Denúncia!!!Eptc!!!</title><summary type='text'>Na rua Orfanotrófio em frente a Uniritter mesmo com semáforo em funcionamento pedestres tem dificuldades para atravessar a rua!Pois alunos da Uniritter geralmente à noite estacionam em cima da faixa de segurança,mas infelizmente não é somente isso.Pois ao descer do onibus Orfanotrófio(único onibus no sentido bairro centro) o movimento de carros,motos e ônibus é contínuo.Ao apertarmos o botão do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-853105830766660278</id><published>2008-07-01T23:15:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:14:01.993-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fundo de garantia</title><summary type='text'>        N0 meu outro blog,o qual está fora do ar novamente ,eu havia comentado sobre a dificuldade em receber o fundo de garantia pelas lotericas do bairro teresópolis em Porto Alegre/RS!!Pois a lotérica localizada em frente a praça guia lopes na av teresópolis num 3294 pela manhã já informava não ter dinheiro suficiente no caixa,mesmo tendo fila para efetura pagamento de contas.No mesmo horário </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/853105830766660278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=853105830766660278' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/853105830766660278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/853105830766660278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/07/fundo-de-garantia.html' title='Fundo de garantia'/><author><name>tilla</name><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-8027263333204349681.post-1327212376523778012</id><published>2008-06-19T00:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:51:36.315-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan Corrêa</title><summary type='text'>Ontem recebi um link do fotolog do Jonathan Corrêa vocal da Reação em Cadeia,pediram que eu desse uma olhada ,eu desconhecia o fotolog.Parece que ele caiu em depressão novamente,para quem já teve ou só ouviiu falar deve saber que não se cura assim tão fácil.Ele fala em férias,que precisa descansar e fala de frustrações como,por exemplo,o fato de não terem tido muitas chances em outros </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/1327212376523778012/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=1327212376523778012' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1327212376523778012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/1327212376523778012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/06/jonathan-corra.html' title='Jonathan Corrêa'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SFnXoNt3K6I/AAAAAAAAABg/9L9lQ7KK6Po/s72-c/sess%C3%A3o+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-861176901963239174</id><published>2008-06-19T00:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:34:10.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Magma feat Jonathan Corrêa</title><summary type='text'>Você é fã da Reação em Cadeia???Ouve o som da Magma??Curte o som das duas e fica cantarolando por aí as músicas deles então está na hora de conhecer "CAnção para o amor da sua vida",música da Magma com participação do Jonathan Corrêa vocal da Reação em Cadeia. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mwCqihKOZWg</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/861176901963239174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=861176901963239174' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/861176901963239174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/861176901963239174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/06/magma-feat-jonathan-corra.html' title='Magma feat Jonathan Corrêa'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SFnTqjuqS4I/AAAAAAAAABY/jG0TJE6x0JU/s72-c/mag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-6506768520742971100</id><published>2008-06-19T00:13:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:20:04.734-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ronald Ziegler</title><summary type='text'>No orkut achei algumas informações sobre o ex-vocalista da Magma ronald Ziegler na comunidade: http://www.orkut.com.br/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=1508668&amp;tid=2550915745794529473&amp;start=1http://www.purevolume.com/acustico2E curtam,até + ele explica o motivo da saída da banda.Ele já está com um novo projeto:Acústico 2, confiram no site:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/6506768520742971100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=6506768520742971100' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/6506768520742971100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/6506768520742971100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/06/ronal-ziegler.html' title='Ronald Ziegler'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail 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Recentemente adquiri o cd "Pra Recomeçar",primeiro cd da banda,no vocal Ronaldo Ziegler.A maioria</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/3058815577654145048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=3058815577654145048' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3058815577654145048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/3058815577654145048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/06/banda-magma.html' title='Banda Magma'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SFnLJxBs-SI/AAAAAAAAABI/4ZkZQ3tXI1k/s72-c/magma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-4347484682848700424</id><published>2008-06-18T23:22:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:31:54.262-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilha em Porto Alegre</title><summary type='text'>Gravem bem esta data 26/07,show da Quilha no strike 410!!!Isso mesmo eles tocarão em Porto Alegre apartir da 21h.Quem quiser conhecer essa banda fantástica e de quebra ainda conhecer o Strike essa é a data!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/4347484682848700424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=4347484682848700424' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4347484682848700424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/4347484682848700424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/06/quilha-em-porto-alegre.html' title='Quilha em Porto Alegre'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SFnE35xMZVI/AAAAAAAAABA/TJG-IiKt_C0/s72-c/flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027263333204349681.post-5452601709681042723</id><published>2008-06-12T00:45:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:13:41.694-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog temporário</title><summary type='text'>Enquanto o blog:http://blog.pop.com.br/myideas está fora do ar,temporariamente estarei postando aqui!!!Comentários,dúvidas ou sugestões serão sempre bem vindos!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/feeds/5452601709681042723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027263333204349681&amp;postID=5452601709681042723' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5452601709681042723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027263333204349681/posts/default/5452601709681042723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myideasclassic.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-temporriio.html' title='Blog temporário'/><author><name>tilla</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_r2c2pxQFujw/SFCdE6p6UyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PGE1gCxutsE/s72-c/0220fun-messbrasil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
