<?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-3211485800298429277</id><updated>2011-10-10T11:22:38.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vale a Pena Ser Sincero</title><subtitle type='html'>Essa é minha vida e esse é o mundo em que vivo.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3415810891546897600</id><published>2011-01-12T14:28:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:52:43.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ana Paula Arósio fora da Globo? É isso mesmo, produção?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ana Paula, gata, queria antes de tudo te dizer que eu estou contigo e não abro. Afinal, que tipo de emprego te dá advertência quando você falta sem dar explicações? Tem mais é que ficar magoada e sair mesmo. Mas... As contas chegam e sabe como é né... Resta ver as possibilidades, que são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 - Virar as letras no Roda a Roda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 - Comentar o BBB na Sônia Abrão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 - Apresentar aqueles programas em que o cara tem que telefonar pra adivinhar a palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 - Viver Maria Madalena na próxima minissérie da Record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TS3mnnN6DGI/AAAAAAAAAeg/4UrJeImD-78/s1600/1101168.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TS3mnnN6DGI/AAAAAAAAAeg/4UrJeImD-78/s400/1101168.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561354683089030242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Tô desempregada, e vc que é gorda?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;disse a atriz sobre sua saída repentina da Rede Globo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3415810891546897600?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3415810891546897600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3415810891546897600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3415810891546897600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3415810891546897600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2011/01/ana-paula-arosio-fora-da-globo-e-isso.html' title='Ana Paula Arósio fora da Globo? É isso mesmo, produção?'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TS3mnnN6DGI/AAAAAAAAAeg/4UrJeImD-78/s72-c/1101168.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6727734179779416368</id><published>2011-01-12T00:29:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T01:09:26.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Série: Chuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quando a série Chuck começou a ser exibida pelo SBT nas manhãs de domingo, em 2008, eu achei a série legalzinha e tal, mas logo abandonei. E hoje, quando o SBT exibe a terceira temporada todas as tardes, e a segunda nas madrugadas de segunda pra terça, eu já virei fã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um dos grandes motivos pra eu ter gostado tanto de Chuck é o fato de o personagem principal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ser uma espécie de Chapolin Colorado ianque. Vou explicar: Chuck é um agente da CIA, mas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;está nessa condição totalmente por acaso. É que os dados da organização, foram parar no cérebro dele por engano. E agora, ele sabe de muita coisa e inclusive tem habilidades como lutar kung fu. O que seria bem oportuno se ele soubesse usar seus dons a qualquer hora. Ele apenas consegue acessar as informações se tiver um lampejo. Esse recurso traz pra série um misto de humor e frustração, tanto para quem assiste, quanto pro personagem. Outra cois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a hilária é o fato de Chuck ter PAVOR de armas e não ter coragem n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;em de atirar dardos tranquilizantes nos bandidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E todo agente da CIA que se preze é secreto, porque né? O trabalho disfarce de Chuck é como técnico em computadores no quiosque da Nerd Herd, na loja Buy More. Esse núcleo da loja é o responsável pelos momentos mais hilários. Os funcionários são muito engraçados e só se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;metem em confusão (destaque pro Big Mike). E como uma andorinha só não faz verão, Chuck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tem a companhia de dois agentes: Sarah, que se envolve amorosamente com nosso herói,  e Casey, agente durão que gosta muito de atirar nos "mal elemento". Eles têm a missão de proteger Chuck dos bandidos da Sociedade do Anel (e de si mesmo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No decorrer da série, percebemos um amadurecimento pessoal de Chuck, mas sem que ele perca a ingenuidade e uma certa babaquice. Só uma coisa me intriga: como o mesmo criador &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;de Gossip Girl The O.C. inventou uma série tão inter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;essante com esse histórico? Bem, eu não sei, but... Keep up the good work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mais coisas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1- A atriz Yvonne Strahovski, que interpreta Sarah, é a cara da Thaís Pacholek, atriz de novela do SBT, não?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TS0mFe6lcBI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/lbet4WWSO-o/s1600/thais%2Bpacholek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TS0mFe6lcBI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/lbet4WWSO-o/s200/thais%2Bpacholek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561142990512418834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TS0mFpsHoxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/OmtZIZdw2DA/s1600/63895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TS0mFpsHoxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/OmtZIZdw2DA/s200/63895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561142993404535570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nessa foto elas não estão tão parecidas, mas é o que tem pra hoje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 - A abertura é demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c0nJGRnobXE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c0nJGRnobXE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3- Trilha sonora muito boa, que vai de Lady Gaga e Akon até Kaiser Chiefs e Franz Ferdinand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 - Onde e quando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBT, segunda a sexta, entre 16h30 e 17h, terceira temporada e de segunda pra terça, por volta de 2h, segunda temporada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warner Channel: sábado, as 20h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Maior post EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6727734179779416368?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6727734179779416368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6727734179779416368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6727734179779416368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6727734179779416368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2011/01/serie-chuck.html' title='Série: Chuck'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TS0mFe6lcBI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/lbet4WWSO-o/s72-c/thais%2Bpacholek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1944631742296678636</id><published>2010-12-27T21:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T21:39:56.842-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Universal Channel está exibindo um clip pra divulgar a série "House" com a música Can't Stop Feeling, do Franz Ferdinand. Ficou simpático e ao mesmo tempo adequada à verve do programa. Gostei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="392" width="480"&gt;&lt;param value="http://video.globo.com/Portal/videos/cda/player/player.swf" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"&gt;&lt;param value="midiaId=1397892&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;width=480&amp;amp;height=392" name="FlashVars"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="midiaId=1397892&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;width=480&amp;amp;height=392" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" src="http://video.globo.com/Portal/videos/cda/player/player.swf" height="392" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1944631742296678636?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1944631742296678636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1944631742296678636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1944631742296678636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1944631742296678636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/12/universal-channel-esta-exibindo-um-clip.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-549803491991266169</id><published>2010-12-03T10:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T10:45:35.819-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck You -  Cee Lo Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taí uma música contagiante e divertida que gruda na sua cabeça como chiclete. Não é meu "cuppa tea", mas realmente me prendeu. E o clip é cheio de clichê, mas muito bom. E a letra, muito engraçada (Fuck you and... fuck her too). Imaginei Glee cantando isso, mas né? Meio impossível a julgar pelo nome da música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pc0mxOXbWIU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pc0mxOXbWIU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vídeo com a letra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAV0XrbEwNc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAV0XrbEwNc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-549803491991266169?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/549803491991266169/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=549803491991266169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/549803491991266169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/549803491991266169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/12/fuck-you-cee-lo-green.html' title='Fuck You -  Cee Lo Green'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6986854962902484454</id><published>2010-11-30T18:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T18:39:15.374-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ccbrBZesPM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ccbrBZesPM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes you have to be lost... To find yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;É muitamô.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6986854962902484454?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6986854962902484454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6986854962902484454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6986854962902484454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6986854962902484454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/11/sometimes-you-have-to-be-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-5798252999715863078</id><published>2010-11-30T10:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T11:03:33.979-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desculpa aí.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TPUELtNJRFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/sj7q1K5MvjQ/s1600/tumblr_lcojlrzzFA1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TPUELtNJRFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/sj7q1K5MvjQ/s200/tumblr_lcojlrzzFA1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545343115336434770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Muita gente já chegou pra mim e disse: Poxa Ricardo, te admiro porque tu fala o que tu pensa. Olha, colega, desculpa se eu estou desconstruindo um mito, um herói. MAS NINGUÉM FALA O QUE PENSA. It's that simple. Não posso chegar pra professora de Psicologia, simplesmente, e dizer, olha professora, você é feia, seu cabelo idem, suas roupas ibidem e não sei porque você se acha gostosa. Ainda que isso seja minha mais sincera opinião.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou da opnião que ninguém fala o que pensa. Mas o que sente. É mais ou menos isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-5798252999715863078?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/5798252999715863078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=5798252999715863078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5798252999715863078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5798252999715863078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/11/desculpa-ai.html' title='Desculpa aí.'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TPUELtNJRFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/sj7q1K5MvjQ/s72-c/tumblr_lcojlrzzFA1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8165816289713103247</id><published>2010-11-30T10:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T10:25:14.655-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TPT7CUb_VDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HmcAQQsKeVk/s1600/tumblr_lalhm2VlHW1qzlrpao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TPT7CUb_VDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HmcAQQsKeVk/s400/tumblr_lalhm2VlHW1qzlrpao1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545333058464338994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tirei &lt;a href="http://skinslover.tumblr.com"&gt;daqui &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8165816289713103247?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8165816289713103247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8165816289713103247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8165816289713103247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8165816289713103247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/11/tirei-daqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TPT7CUb_VDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HmcAQQsKeVk/s72-c/tumblr_lalhm2VlHW1qzlrpao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-2021513503974674387</id><published>2010-11-28T17:10:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T18:31:15.249-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloodhound Gang - The Bad Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah, os anos 90, essa década horrível para música, moda, economia... Mas enfim, essa música dessa época é muito legal. Um rap bem sujo, cujo clipe chegou até ser proibido por homofobia, racismo, xenofobia e machismo (tá bom pra você?). Pura bobagem. O clip é apenas politicamente incorreto e o refrão instrumental é muito bom, gruda na cabeça da gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xat1GVnl8-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xat1GVnl8-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So let's do it, like they do on the Discovery Channel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-2021513503974674387?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/2021513503974674387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=2021513503974674387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2021513503974674387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2021513503974674387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/11/bloodhound-gang-bad-touch.html' title='Bloodhound Gang - The Bad Touch'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-9194232664220408912</id><published>2010-10-18T13:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T13:34:13.691-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Pequeno Príncipe - Capítulo Doze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TLx2yxuJG-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/XqR3UWGfgqY/s1600/The_Little_Prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529425057216535522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TLx2yxuJG-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/XqR3UWGfgqY/s200/The_Little_Prince.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O próximo planeta era habitado por um bêbado. Essa visita foi curta, mas afetou o pequeno príncipe com profunda tristeza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"O que você está fazendo aí?" disse ele ao bêbado que estava sentado silenciosamente em frente a uma coleção de garrafas, umas vazias e outras cheias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Eu estou bebendo" respondeu o bêbado lugubriosamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Por que você está bebendo?" perguntou o pequeno príncipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Para esquecer", respondeu o bêbado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Para esquecer o quê?" questionou o pequeno príncipe, que já estava sentindo pena do bêbado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Para esquecer que estou envergonhado," o bêbado confessou, balançando a cabeça. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Envergonhado do quê?" perguntou o pequeno príncipe que queria ajudá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Envergonhado de beber"concluiu o bêbado se afastando em total silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O pequeno príncipe foi embora intrigado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Adultos são muito, muito esquisitos", ele disse pra si mesmo enquanto continuava sua jornada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Obs: tradução minha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-9194232664220408912?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/9194232664220408912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=9194232664220408912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/9194232664220408912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/9194232664220408912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-pequeno-principe-capitulo-doze.html' title='O Pequeno Príncipe - Capítulo Doze'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TLx2yxuJG-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/XqR3UWGfgqY/s72-c/The_Little_Prince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3156525076683226365</id><published>2010-10-17T18:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T18:59:28.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Keane - You Don't See Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sC_g-fWEpQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sC_g-fWEpQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3156525076683226365?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3156525076683226365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3156525076683226365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3156525076683226365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3156525076683226365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/10/keane-you-dont-see-me.html' title='Keane - You Don&apos;t See Me'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-7815531770375395553</id><published>2010-10-06T23:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:11:54.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Né não?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Daí que uma hora ou outra alguém vai te julgar injustamente. Vão te chamar de grosso, ignorante, estúpido (e outros lindos nomes). Não vão querer saber o que houve para você tenha tomado uma atitude inesperada, nem os motivos que deixaram de mau humor. As pessoas sempre esperam um comportamento padrão uma das outras, esquecendo-se que somos diferentes pessoas a cada dia. Não, ninguém é obrigado a aguentar ninguém, porque né...? Mas para que haja uma convivência harmoniosa entre todos, é indispensável haver o mínimo de empatia e respeito pelo espaço dos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S: Não briguei com ninguém, ~~ não me julguem ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-7815531770375395553?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/7815531770375395553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=7815531770375395553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7815531770375395553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7815531770375395553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/10/ne-nao.html' title='Né não?'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6612873594077511235</id><published>2010-09-05T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:02:58.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="arial"&gt;Estavam com saudades dos meus posts enormes? Eu  também não. Enfim, lista de as Dez mais é um negócio meio comum, o  negócio aqui é mais seleto. Resolvi escrever sobre as melhores séries  que já assisti, algumas que me marcaram por sua história e  originalidade.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;8º True Blood&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO05DuyGXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/sTQbvO46H1s/s1600/true-blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO05DuyGXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/sTQbvO46H1s/s200/true-blood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513449261178689906" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;A  sombria série sobre vampiros é por demais interessante. A saga de  Sookie Stackhouse, uma garçonete que se envolve amorosamente com o  vampiro centenário Bill envolve. O forte mesmo da série são as tramas  paralelas, como as de Jason, Ta&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;ra, Sam e Lafayett&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;e. Mas não sei porque &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;ainda não entrei na vibe da série.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7º Gossip Girl&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO2JVFUfgI/AAAAAAAAAcY/0l8N8TPWFd8/s1600/Gossip-Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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Pena que na terceira &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;temporada  perdeu a verve. A sociedade jovem nova-iorquina foi escancarada com  todos os seus podres. A produção recebe críticas por não retratar bem o  mundo em que o&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;s jovens vivem. Mas essa nunca foi a preocupação mesmo.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6º The Middle&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO3G4Yvj9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/sw_ZpZabmHI/s1600/the_middlezzzzzzzzzzzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO3G4Yvj9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/sw_ZpZabmHI/s200/the_middlezzzzzzzzzzzzzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513451697674883026" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The  Middle não reinventa a roda. É uma série sobre uma família desregulada e  cômica, cujos pais não têm o mínimo controle sobre seus filhos. Tudo é  observado do po&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nto de&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  vista da desmiolada mãe Frankie que quer conquistar respeito em casa e  no trabalho. Destaque pro doidinho do Brick, o filho caçula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5º Glee&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO4xAcAiYI/AAAAAAAAAco/lbIVSX-kWdE/s1600/glee11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO4xAcAiYI/AAAAAAAAAco/lbIVSX-kWdE/s200/glee11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513453520902195586" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Glee  é a nova queridinha da crítica televisiva americana. Principalmente,  por colocar os alunos menos populares de um típico High School americano  cantando, dançando e desafiando seus medos. Claro, as versões das  músicas que o elenco canta é o maior atrativo. Vale muito a pena ver!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4º The Big Bang Theory&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO5motUmPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/UZZIM7jeCDk/s1600/the-big-bang-theory-vm43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO5motUmPI/AAAAAAAAAcw/UZZIM7jeCDk/s200/the-big-bang-theory-vm43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513454442245298418" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Não  tem pra onde. 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style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;Falar  de The Wonder Years é algo difícil. Só se entende direito a série quem a  vê. Não seria exagero dizer que TWY formou meu caráter. As situações  vividas por Kevin Arnold nos Estados Unidos dos anos 60, que envolviam  desde a Guerra do Vietnã até o primeiro beijo, prendiam do começo ao  fim. E quem não torceu por aquele romance super enrolado de Kevin com  Winnie? TWY foi um clássico dos anos 80/90 da tv, que encantou a muitos  telespectadores. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Ob59hsRaFU"&gt;A abertura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;,  uma versão de With a Little Help From My Friends, que retratava uma  família típica da época, é emocionante e me traz muitas lembranças 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0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2º Ugly Betty&lt;br 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style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO-8O-wTbI/AAAAAAAAAdI/09iKqGfGE58/s1600/ugly-betty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO-8O-wTbI/AAAAAAAAAdI/09iKqGfGE58/s200/ugly-betty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513460310854356402" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;Ugly  Betty foi uma série deliciosa. Acompanhar a saga de Betty Suarez, uma  descendente de latinos, sem muitos atributos estéticos por quatro ótimas  temporadas foi muito legal. O ponto forte da série eram os cenários e  figurinos, tudo muito colorido, revelando uma influência de Pedro  Almodóvar. A série saiu do ar injustamente. Os roteiristas ficaram  sabendo do fim da atração no meio da última temporada, mas mesmo assim  conseguiram escrever um ÓTIMO final, coerente e que respondeu a todas as  perguntas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1º Skins&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIPBUbsYUPI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Bpo2OoHEvNo/s1600/skins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIPBUbsYUPI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Bpo2OoHEvNo/s200/skins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513462925607063794" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Skins  não é apenas uma série. É um estilo de vida. Como o anúncio do canal  VH1 apropriadamente diz, o programa retrata os golpes da vida quando  eles mais doem. Tudo em Skins é intenso. As relações, as paixões, o  sexo, as drogas. A grande sacada dos roteiristas é não tratar os  adolescentes como se fossem retardados mentais (como a maioria desse  estilo de séries faz), criando temáticas complexas e adultas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6612873594077511235?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6612873594077511235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6612873594077511235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6612873594077511235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6612873594077511235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/09/estavam-com-saudades-dos-meus-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TIO05DuyGXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/sTQbvO46H1s/s72-c/true-blood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-5591387765138405547</id><published>2010-09-05T10:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T11:07:24.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Franz Ferdinand - Ghost in a Ditch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As vezes eu acho que morrerei e não conhecerei todas as músicas do Franz. Descobri essa semana passada e tem clip e tudo. Ghost in a Ditch é o B-side de Eleanor Puts Your Boots On e é cantada por Nick McCarthy. Tudo bem que ele não tem aquela voz do Alex, mas mesmo assim, a música é muito legal, tem todo um clima melancólico&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saiba do que eu estou falando assistindo o clip abaixo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNSTVvlOaWg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNSTVvlOaWg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-5591387765138405547?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/5591387765138405547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=5591387765138405547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5591387765138405547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5591387765138405547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/09/franz-ferdinand-ghost-in-ditch.html' title='Franz Ferdinand - Ghost in a Ditch'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6291816860592777920</id><published>2010-08-10T21:28:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:08:45.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Novidades em Skins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Com o cancelamento de Ugly Betty e a espera por Glee que só acabará em setembro, a ún&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ica coisa que me restou foi a divertidíssima The Big Bang Theory. Mas não é sobre a série dos nerds mais doidos do mundo que eu vou falar. E sim, sobre as novidades acerca da série Ski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ns, que terá uma quinta temporada a ser exibida em janeiro pelo canal britânico Channel 4. As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;novidades mais quentes são sobre a terceira geração da série que será responsável pela quinta e pela sexta temporada e também sobre a versão americana, sem data de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; estreia. Abaixo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;algumas fotos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGICuLKlZHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/OSbW9LRzli4/s1600/Skins+uk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGICtylN5RI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GdwERNJpiqY/s1600/Skins+usa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGICtylN5RI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GdwERNJpiqY/s400/Skins+usa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503964680295408914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O elenco americano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGICtmkvYQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Xh1f9aQjn1U/s1600/Michelle+skins+usa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGICtmkvYQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Xh1f9aQjn1U/s400/Michelle+skins+usa.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503964677072183554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A atriz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rachel Thevenard, que interpretará Michelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGIEuaJtN-I/AAAAAAAAAcA/S7lQeuRAXuw/s1600/Tony+skins+usa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGIEuaJtN-I/AAAAAAAAAcA/S7lQeuRAXuw/s400/Tony+skins+usa.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503966889940695010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O ator James Newmann, que fará o papel de Tony Snyder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGIEFpoxBSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/dE_H1J_hP_0/s1600/Tony+skins+usa.png"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGIEFzwvJwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/hWfd8pSuGxk/s1600/Skins+uk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGIEFzwvJwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/hWfd8pSuGxk/s400/Skins+uk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503966192440649474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O elenco da terceira geração britânica, para conhecê-los melhor, &lt;a href="http://http//www.e4.com/skins/series5/pictures/cast-reveal.html"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fontes: &lt;a href="http://tumblr.skinsbrasil.com/"&gt;Skins Brasil&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.e4.com/skins/"&gt;Site Oficial&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6291816860592777920?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6291816860592777920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6291816860592777920&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6291816860592777920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6291816860592777920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/08/novidades-em-skins.html' title='Novidades em Skins'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TGICtylN5RI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GdwERNJpiqY/s72-c/Skins+usa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-9150285404978863282</id><published>2010-07-18T00:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T00:27:17.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinte e cinco reais a hora.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TEKBaFNmTGI/AAAAAAAAAao/pcftcqq0_UI/s1600/cifrao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TEKBaFNmTGI/AAAAAAAAAao/pcftcqq0_UI/s400/cifrao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495096780421221474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dentre as ótimas digressões da professora Zuleide, de Poesia na Literatura Nacional, a que eu mais gostava era sobre o status do professor. Você chega em um consultório médico, já marcou consulta dias antes, espera uns 40 minutos (ou mais), o cara fica contigo uns 15 minutos, no máximo, passa uns exames, você sai e deixa mais de 100 reais com a recepcionista. O técnico de computadores passa 20 minutos analisando seu computador e pede 50 reais pelo serviço. E o professor? Bem, o professor... A situação é crítica. E é pior ainda se for de Português ou Inglês. Se for de português, pedem pra corrigir ou revisar um texto aí na amizade. E inglês, traduzir. Êpa, não é assim não! Não é nem tanto pelo dinheiro. Mais pela falta de noção de que é um trabalho difícil, que tem de ser bem feito e valorizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pois bem. A mulher no curso de francês disse que a filha iria pra Irlanda em setembro e precisaria de umas aulas de conversação de inglês. Me dispus ao desafio, pois, afinal, iria praticar meu inglês e de quebra ganhar algum dinheiro. E a situação exigia que eu cobrasse mais pelos meus serviços, já que eu iria preparar diálogos, exercícios, tirar dúvidas etc... e em nível um pouco mais alto do que eu sou acostumado. Ao dizer meu valor (que é ate abaixo da média do mercado) acho que a viajante pensou que eu tava me achando e ficou meio assim com o preço. Disse que ia retornar a ligação. Acho que não vai. Mas eu estou falando de antemão: valorizo meu trabalho, não faria por menos. E vou mais longe: aulas particulares de inglês são pra quem pode. Não pra quem quer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-9150285404978863282?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/9150285404978863282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=9150285404978863282&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/9150285404978863282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/9150285404978863282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/07/vinte-e-cinco-reais-hora.html' title='Vinte e cinco reais a hora.'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TEKBaFNmTGI/AAAAAAAAAao/pcftcqq0_UI/s72-c/cifrao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4626851042224674961</id><published>2010-07-18T00:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T00:04:37.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TEJ9LmC59UI/AAAAAAAAAag/bxe_wwEjgUA/s1600/storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TEJ9LmC59UI/AAAAAAAAAag/bxe_wwEjgUA/s400/storm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495092133490193730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our dreams will break the boundaries of our fears. (Brandon Flowers, Crossfire).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4626851042224674961?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4626851042224674961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4626851042224674961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4626851042224674961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4626851042224674961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-dreams-will-break-boundaries-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TEJ9LmC59UI/AAAAAAAAAag/bxe_wwEjgUA/s72-c/storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1826934861837398427</id><published>2010-07-17T23:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T23:57:59.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TEJ6fv4-1lI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/l7Ak6RgY_HU/s1600/roda-gigante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TEJ6fv4-1lI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/l7Ak6RgY_HU/s400/roda-gigante.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495089181195425362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cause you think love is like a sunrise up against you, somehow you're always right. (The Parlotones, Push me to the floor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Foto: http://robot-heart.tumblr.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1826934861837398427?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1826934861837398427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1826934861837398427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1826934861837398427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1826934861837398427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/07/cause-you-think-love-is-like-sunrise-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TEJ6fv4-1lI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/l7Ak6RgY_HU/s72-c/roda-gigante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-2266917467745065932</id><published>2010-07-08T19:50:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:34:15.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clipe de Crossfire: A análise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Galere, to on firah com o clip de Crossfire, do Brandon Flowers, lançado hoje. Eu nem esperava uma coisa boa, por causa daqueles clipes flopados do The Killers. Me parece que Flowers resolveu ter umas aulas de "superproduções de vídeos musicais" com a Lady Gaga e fez um trabalho muito bom. No clip, Brandon é praticamente um coadjuvante. Todas as tenções vão para Charlize Theron, que tenta salvar Brandon de ninjas malígnos. Muito digno, viu? Abaixo o vídeo, e mais abaixo ainda a "análise". Respira fundo, e dá play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5AhU12zC8fc&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5AhU12zC8fc&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O vídeo começa com o Brandon TODO ACABADO, sujo, fazendo o Tarso Cadore, amarrado numa cadeira. Depois começa a dublar a música... Pff... ODEIO clip dublado sem muito contexto. Daí DO NADA tem uma explosão jogando dois ninjas longe e o Brandon lá com cara de babaca... Beleza... Aí DO NADA também (tudo nesse clip é do nada, hein?) aparece a Charlize Theron morta de linda, toda rústica no meio da fumaça, olhando pro Brandon... e ele lá, com cara de babaca... Daí ela faz o Chuck Norris e mete a espada um ninja que estava ATRÁS dela... Quer dizer... E o Brandon lá... com cara de babaca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Corta! Agora ele tá na iminência de ser eletrocutado pelos ninjas quando há uma explosão - de novo - e aparece a Charlize fazendo o Homem Aranha e joga dois negócio que eu não sei o que é nos ninja. Os ninja cai e ela, lindíssima, olha pro Brandon e ele devolve... com uma cara de abestado, que eu vou te contar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Corta de novo! A Charlize (já falei que ela tá linda?) chega no lugar lá num carro que deve ser de 1979, começa a bater nums 5684 ninja. Daí ela sobe umas escadas, e quando chega perto - providencialmente - pega a espada, caso algum ninja com uma espada apareça, né? E olha que coincidência, aparece! Esse é o auge da música e do clip. Daí o ninja e a Charlize Norris Theron começam a lutar e o que acontece? Ele se dá mal, atravessando uma janela de vidro, Brasil... Emocionante não? E do outro lado da janela quem está? Brandon Flowers de cabeça pra baixo com cara de idiota. Tava nem parecendo Tarso Cadore mais. Tava praticamente um Tonho da Lua. E a Charlize olha pra ele, como quem pensasse "Putz, que canseira que tu me dá, hein?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Outro corte! Os dois saem no Chevette 79 da Charlize. Tá o maior climão. Daí o Brandon dá um migué com a cabecinha pro lado dela e ela (que não precisava estar tão linda!) dá um abraço nele. Fim do clip, não da "análise".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Considerações finais: Porra, Brandon! Tu é o homem da relação, rapaz! Vai deixar a Charlize mandar? Falando sério, agora, o clipe é muito bom, muito bem produzido, Charlize Theron arrasou e tudo. Depois desse vídeo, se o Brandon não fizer sucesso nessa empreitada solo, melhor ele virar pastor adventista em Utah. Acho que agora vai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S: Falei que a Charlize tava linda e que o Brandon tava com cara de idiota? Não né? Fica pra próxima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S 2: Post mais longo da história desse blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-2266917467745065932?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/2266917467745065932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=2266917467745065932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2266917467745065932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2266917467745065932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/07/clipe-de-crossfire-analise.html' title='Clipe de Crossfire: A análise'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6260403616066615524</id><published>2010-07-03T17:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:27:53.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know that  we are young and I know that you may love me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...but I just can't be with you like this anymore... UFPI.The facts were these (Pushing Daisies, quem lembra?)... Sem mais enrolação: o bloco aberto do curso de letras tá me matando. Pra explicar, bloco aberto é um negócio bem doido. É preciso que você arranje as disciplinas que você deseja cursar, fazendo com que os horários sejam, pelo menos, razoáveis. Se você não sabe, esse sistema foi instituído na época da ditadura para que os universitários não estudassem muito juntos, os impedindo de se organizar e, dessa forma, fazer protestos. Ou seja, ter bloco aberto na UFPI é um tremendo atraso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, cometi uma bela de uma digressão, mas voltando... Minha vida vai virar uma loucura próximo semestre. Preciso pegar seis disciplinas e vou me candidatar à monitoria. Esse é o horário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SEGUNDAS E QUARTAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8h as 10h- Cultura dos Povos de Língua  Inglesa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;16h as 18h- Inglês IV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;18h as 20h- Psicologia da Educaçao II&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;20h as 22h- Linguística II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TERÇAS E QUINTAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;14h as 16h- Leitura Intensiva I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;18h as 20h- Ficção na Literatura&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXTAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;16h as 18h- Inglês IV&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TC-4uSVH5EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2kSG7Z6n3NE/s1600/motherfucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse horário ainda não inclui monitoria. Se eu consegui-la, o caminhão sem freio vai descer a ladeira. Mas né? O dinheiro vai cair na conta todo mês. A disciplina que eu pretendo monitorar será ofertada terça, quinta e sexta, das 10h as 12h. E ainda terei que cumprir mais seis horas semanais pra completar a carga horária, se entendi bem, pelo que li no edital e pelo que me disseram. Muita aula, muita dedicação, muita coisa pra fazer... Mas tenho certeza que a mensagem da foto abaixo tá certa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TC-03rwDK1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/u0dNpX5PK20/s1600/motherfucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TC-5IZgIL6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/g1lsl32cU6Q/s1600/motherfucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TC-5IZgIL6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/g1lsl32cU6Q/s400/motherfucker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489810024723656610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6260403616066615524?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6260403616066615524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6260403616066615524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6260403616066615524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6260403616066615524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='I Know that  we are young and I know that you may love me...'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TC-5IZgIL6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/g1lsl32cU6Q/s72-c/motherfucker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-5481052826803965106</id><published>2010-06-13T09:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T16:03:36.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New Brandon Flowers's song: Crossfire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pois é gente: estamos na era em que não precisamos esperar que as músicas sejam lançadas. Elas simplesmente vazam. E foi isso que aconteceu com Crossfire, primeiro single do álbum solo do Brandon Flowers (não sabe quem é? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;se mata... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;joga no google), que só seria lançada em setembro, mas uma rádio inglesa divulgou na sexta-feira. A música soa estranha no início, mas depois é viciante, tem ótimas frases de efeito. Tudo bem, eu admito que queria uma coisa mais Sam's Town do que Day and Age, mas o último álbum é mais recente e tem a cara de Flowers. Acho bom que ele queira dar voos solos, fazer as coisas do jeito dele. Abaixo o vídeo.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2natVD29mGA&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2natVD29mGA&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a still in the street outside your window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You're keeping secrets on your pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me inside no cause for alarm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I promise tonight not to do no harm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I promise ya babe, i won't do ya no harm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And we're caught up in the crossfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of heaven and hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And we're searchin for shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Watching you dress as you turn down the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I forget all about the storm outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dark clouds roll their way over town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Heartache and pain came-ah pouring down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Like hail, sleet and rain, yeah, they're handing it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We're caught up in the crossfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of heaven and hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And we're searchin for shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tell the devil that he can go back from where he came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;His fiery arrows drew their bead in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And when the hardest part is over we'll be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And our dreams will break the boundaries of our fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The boundaries of our fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lay your body down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Next to mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UPDATE: Galere, recebi um e-mail aí do Blogger dizendo que eu estava infrigindo direitos, cpyright, sei lá mais o quê... Então, tirei o link do download, aliás, ele nunca nem esteve aqui... kkkkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-5481052826803965106?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/5481052826803965106/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=5481052826803965106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5481052826803965106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5481052826803965106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/06/brand-new-brandon-flowerss-song.html' title='Brand New Brandon Flowers&apos;s song: Crossfire'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-2814573691424710832</id><published>2010-05-30T11:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T11:48:50.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just don't know what to do with myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TAKIxRt8jgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/891dxukejDw/s1600/4561240369_d15d2f765e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TAKIxRt8jgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/891dxukejDw/s400/4561240369_d15d2f765e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477090476987026946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esse sou, escutando Glee num loop infinito, no meu quarto escuro com a cama desarrumada, tendo uma prova tensa de poesia terça, um exercício de 15 questões de Psicopatia da Educação, um texto sobre crenças pra escrever. Eu poderia estar fazendo todas essas coisas, mas não estou. Por quê? Não sei. Simplesmente não sei o que fazer do meu tempo, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;da minha vida todo como um conjunto de uma maneira geral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse meu choque de realidade começou quinta-feira. Eu teria de ter quatro cópias de frequência de ICV porque o responsável aqui não entrega declaração de frequência pra PRPPG há dois meses. Bem, simplesmente fui na banca de xerox e pedi pra imprimirem as quatro cópias. Paguei a pequena fortuna de 2 reais, e pronto. Tipo, umas quatro horas depois, percebi que bastava fazer uma impressão e tirar três cópias que eu pagaria a mixaria de 70 centavos. Primeiramente, fiquei puto por causa do dinheiro, porque 1,30 dá pra comprar uma ficha do RU e um picolé de castanha. Mas depois me veio a ideia de como sou burro, desatento, idiota, e tal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas se você acha que estou fazendo a linha do Sid de Skins porque nada dá certo na minha vida e tal, se segura e presta atenção no vacilo do garoto: nesta mesma quinta-feira, o Ramon me disse na fila do RU que o Yázigi estava recebendo currículo até sexta e me deu um toque de ir lá. Achei super legal da parte dele, afinal quem sabe como funciona o curso de Letras, onde o princípio de cobra comendo cobra prevalece, sabe que isso é raro, e admirável. E aí, eu já tava todo animadão, já pensando em dar um F5 no meu currículo e tal... Depois fui almoçar, descansar, assistir mais aulas e tudo... Quando na sexta-feira, umas 19h, me vem de repente aquela lembrança e vontade de chorar de raiva de mim mesmo. Juro que queria que alguém me desse um soco e me chacoalhasse. Afinal, né gente, se eu não levo um emprego em portencial a sério, o que que eu sou então? Daí que a minha única esperança é ir lá amanhã (segunda-feira) e ouvir alguém me dizer "Perdeu, playboy" ou então receberem atenciosamente meu currículo e jogarem-no fora assim que eu sair. Enfim, esse meu desleixo com as coisas sérias da vida e o valor que eu dou pras inutilidades e supérfluos ainda vão me atrapalhar muito. Vamos acompanhar o que vai acontecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-2814573691424710832?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/2814573691424710832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=2814573691424710832&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2814573691424710832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2814573691424710832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-dont-know-what-to-do-with-myself.html' title='Just don&apos;t know what to do with myself'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/TAKIxRt8jgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/891dxukejDw/s72-c/4561240369_d15d2f765e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8609919150916436567</id><published>2010-04-11T12:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:34:24.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S8H5tW-N05I/AAAAAAAAAZA/jI4PEYXmj-k/s1600/AZN7wsuV4irog4raSAUeAYYOo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 414px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S8H5tW-N05I/AAAAAAAAAZA/jI4PEYXmj-k/s400/AZN7wsuV4irog4raSAUeAYYOo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458918781005714322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Se querem mesmo ouvir o que aconteceu, a primeira coisa que vão querer saber é onde nasci, como passei a porcaria da minha infância, o que meus pais faziam antes que eu nascesse, e toda essa lenga-lenga tipo David Copperfield, mas, para dizer a verdade, não estou com vontade de falar sobre isso. Em primeiro lugar, esse negócio me chateia e, além disso, meus pais teriam um troço se eu contasse qualquer coisa íntima sobre eles. São um bocado sensíveis a esse tipo de coisa, principalmente meu pai. Não é que eles sejam ruins - não é isso que estou dizendo - mas são sensíveis pra burro. E, afinal de contas, não vou contar toda a droga da minha autobiografia nem nada. Só vou contar esse negócio de doido que me aconteceu no último Natal, pouco antes de sofrer um esgotamento e de mandarem para aqui, onde estou me recuperando."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALINGER, J.D. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O apanhador no campo de centeio&lt;/span&gt;. 15ª ed. Rio de Janeiro: Editora do autor, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ainda não terminei de ler o livro, mas já posso dizer que é um dos melhores que li na vida. Recomendo muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8609919150916436567?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8609919150916436567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8609919150916436567&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8609919150916436567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8609919150916436567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/04/se-querem-mesmo-ouvir-o-que-aconteceu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S8H5tW-N05I/AAAAAAAAAZA/jI4PEYXmj-k/s72-c/AZN7wsuV4irog4raSAUeAYYOo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1496031779678666291</id><published>2010-04-11T12:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:19:43.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenho uma vida maravilhosa e cheia de paz. Not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S8H2jK1aaoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/iTj5KLtMQt4/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S8H2jK1aaoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/iTj5KLtMQt4/s400/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458915307413990018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Né? Tava morreno de vontade de dividir as coisinhas que estão acontecendo na minha vida. Beleuza, pra começar, agora estou mundialmente conhecido no curso de Letras da UFPI. Sério. É só perguntar pelo Ricardo do e-mail que vão lembrar de mim e perguntar: "Você conhece ele?" "Por que ele fez aquilo?" "É verdade que ele vai participar d'A Fazenda?". Não, queredos, não vou participar de A Fazenda....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuando, tem umas alunas minhas que tão me deixando doido em Cristo! Elas não tão conseguindo aprender AS CORES em inglês, gente. Não tão evoluindo. Mas né, ser professor é padecer no inferno e o que me resta a não ser ensiná-las?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábado a noite (também conhecido como ontem, já que hoje é domingo) depois de assistir aquele programa fail do Marcos Mion, fui todo cheio das boas intenções assistir Skins e... ~~~ Pânico no recinto ~~~ Tô sem áudio AGAIN. Sério, eu queria muito saber o que meu computador tem com essa placa de áudio. Tá na hora deles resolverem esse Bad Romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daí um dia você eu passei na Skyler vi uma camisa que eu morreria se não comprasse, gastei 50 reais que eu não poderia gastar e... uns tempos depois ela é roubada do varal daqui de casa. How do I Feel? Já pode chamar o Ronda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tchau gente, to indo aqui assistir o David Brazil no Domingo Legal.&lt;br /&gt;Beygoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1496031779678666291?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1496031779678666291/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1496031779678666291&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1496031779678666291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1496031779678666291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/04/tenho-uma-vida-maravilhosa-e-cheia-de.html' title='Tenho uma vida maravilhosa e cheia de paz. Not!'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S8H2jK1aaoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/iTj5KLtMQt4/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-7632516490349862758</id><published>2010-03-29T09:50:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:26:02.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Skins - Juventude à flor da pele</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S7C3ktp0ZRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Ushn2Dvtv8o/s1600/skins2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S7C3ktp0ZRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Ushn2Dvtv8o/s400/skins2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454060990103840018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é fracassado? Arrogante? Gay? Anoréxica? Problemático? Drogado? Se você respondeu sim à um dessas perguntas, você vai adorar Skins. Se respondeu não, vai adorar do mesmo jeito. Ok, vamos começar do começo: Skins é uma série britânica do canal E4, muito polêmica, que conta a história de jovens desajustados. Eu acho muito reduzido classificar a série como simplesmente jovem (ou pior, teen). Skins é uma série pesada, com muito sexo, palavrões, drogas... Apenas os personagens que são adolescentes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É impossível não se envolver com os dramas dos personagens... A anorexia de Cassie, a arrogância de Tony, a idiotice de Sid, o desajuste de Chris... Tudo ali faz muito sentido pra mim e é por isso que eu me identifico muito. O tom realista da fotografia e da interpretação dos ÓTIMOS atores cria toda uma atmosfera de realidade e verossimilhança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, só vi apenas duas, das quatro temporadas que a série tem até agora, tomara que eu não me decepcione com as próximas, já que estas contam a história de outros personagens. Ainda neste ano, estreiam um filme baseado na série e uma versão americana. Não sei se vai render tanto quanto o original, é aguardar pra ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S7C10RRxvpI/AAAAAAAAAYY/iZGmxi3bWhA/s1600/skins-group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S7C10RRxvpI/AAAAAAAAAYY/iZGmxi3bWhA/s400/skins-group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454059058341461650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S7C11MTVPeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/MbG2Y1ht_V0/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S7C11MTVPeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/MbG2Y1ht_V0/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454059074185674210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Essas imagens de divulgação foram proibidas na Inglaterra por fazerem apologia à orgia (olha só, rimou!). Sente o drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S7C10rMORpI/AAAAAAAAAYg/OHj7JOJRkP4/s1600/Skins-Attitude-skins-755142_613_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S7C10rMORpI/AAAAAAAAAYg/OHj7JOJRkP4/s400/Skins-Attitude-skins-755142_613_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454059065297487506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch Hewer (Maxxie) e Nicholas Hoult (Tony) na capa de uma revista... gay. Por que será? A manchete: edição jovem: os garotos de Skins viram gays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-7632516490349862758?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/7632516490349862758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=7632516490349862758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7632516490349862758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7632516490349862758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/03/skins-juventude-flor-da-pele.html' title='Skins - Juventude à flor da pele'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S7C3ktp0ZRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Ushn2Dvtv8o/s72-c/skins2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4442850540137495442</id><published>2010-03-23T22:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:24:00.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S6l3svXojCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/nw4hxCeZB-k/s1600-h/2477383336_536e9aba04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S6l3svXojCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/nw4hxCeZB-k/s200/2477383336_536e9aba04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452020434422238242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Não gosto de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Feliz é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A cidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Onde Nasci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Seja &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Idade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Atrapalham &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Cidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Viva sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Na real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Idade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;João Alberto Madeira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4442850540137495442?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4442850540137495442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4442850540137495442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4442850540137495442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4442850540137495442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/03/feliz-realidade.html' title='Feliz Realidade'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S6l3svXojCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/nw4hxCeZB-k/s72-c/2477383336_536e9aba04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3338607407941524092</id><published>2010-03-23T22:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:20:34.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enganos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S6l21OxFzjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/f8ql-jzzrrw/s1600-h/2763614304_5e21e9b5ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S6l21OxFzjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/f8ql-jzzrrw/s200/2763614304_5e21e9b5ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452019480777838130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Na expectativa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;De uma amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Encontrei um amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Da retrospectiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Deste amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Restou apenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tédio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;E rancor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;João Alberto Madeira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3338607407941524092?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3338607407941524092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3338607407941524092&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3338607407941524092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3338607407941524092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/03/enganos.html' title='Enganos'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S6l21OxFzjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/f8ql-jzzrrw/s72-c/2763614304_5e21e9b5ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6310191470973947481</id><published>2010-01-17T21:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:12:24.807-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S1OnWUA6J9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/tizE_25nqf8/s1600-h/calvin%26harodotira564.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S1OnWUA6J9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/tizE_25nqf8/s400/calvin%26harodotira564.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427865977683060690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6310191470973947481?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6310191470973947481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6310191470973947481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6310191470973947481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6310191470973947481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/S1OnWUA6J9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/tizE_25nqf8/s72-c/calvin%26harodotira564.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-5238520072513621318</id><published>2009-12-19T01:33:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:52:19.435-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inimigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/Syxb0ydSdRI/AAAAAAAAAXU/f4KixhoortI/s1600-h/1903788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/Syxb0ydSdRI/AAAAAAAAAXU/f4KixhoortI/s320/1903788.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416805414275806482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu sou imã de inimigos. Pra cada amizade que faço, faço também dois inimigos. Aposto que estou em meia dúzia de listas negras. Fazer, o que &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my darling&lt;/span&gt;? Sou feio e burro, mas falo inglês fluentemente e tenho os cabelos mais negros deste mundo. Isso causa inveja?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Perhaps&lt;/span&gt;! Mas ao contrário do que você pode estar pensando, eu não odeio ninguém não. No máximo, desprezo, pra quê perder tempo não é mesmo? Ódio não é legal, dedicar sua vida a fazer o mau a outra pessoa... Que &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vibe &lt;/span&gt;hein...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como eu falei acima, não é legal cultivar sentimentos negativos, não é verdade? Por isso que eu parei com uma pessoa aí... Parei mesmo. Ser falso nunca foi a minha. Você é, foi e sempre será sonso (ou sonsa). Agora que você tem o que queria, faça bom proveito. Você deve estar muito feliz e eu também estou, acredite. Continue com seu cinismo que você vai longe. Tudo de bom pra nós. Parei contigo. Espero que você me despreze do fundo do seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só isso mesmo. De boa e com muito amor no coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-5238520072513621318?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/5238520072513621318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=5238520072513621318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5238520072513621318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5238520072513621318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2009/12/inimigos.html' title='Inimigos'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/Syxb0ydSdRI/AAAAAAAAAXU/f4KixhoortI/s72-c/1903788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3258029915048411515</id><published>2009-12-18T12:03:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T13:07:38.331-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Difícil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SyufGQ6xmWI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Dst8BMLzZ6E/s1600-h/dia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SyufGQ6xmWI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Dst8BMLzZ6E/s400/dia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416597906812672354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não, esse não é um post sobre o fenomenal site diadificil.com. É sobre um dia em que eu deveria ter me trancado no quarto, não sair e não falar com ninguém. Mas, infelizmente, não posso me dar o luxo de fazer isso sempre que tenho essa sensação. Então, fazer o quê? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's face it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tudo começou de ontem de manhã: Uma galera enorme combinou de se reunir na Frei Serafim para ir para a casa da minha grande pequena amiga Irla e comemorar o aniversário dela no povoado Santa Teresa (com s ou com z?). Beleza. Até aí tudo bem. O compromisso que todos teriam, supostamente, assumido era de estar lá às10h. Cheguei às 9h40. A galera foi chegando, a Irla adorou meu presente, e o tempo foi passando. Depois, vem a notícia: a fulana não vem. Depois,  muda tudo: não, ela vem sim. Cinco minutos depois: vem e de carro! Não, agora vem de ônibus. O quê?! Tá na Miguel Rosa ainda? Ao meio-dia, meu saco encheu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dei tchau pra todo mundo, porque tinha um exame final as 18 horas. Eu poderia ter esperado? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course, my horse&lt;/span&gt;! Mas, tinha esse lance da prova e outra coisa mais chata ainda: uma dor de cabeça aguda causada por  um estresse desnecessário: durante esse tempo, uma pessoa me negou uma coisa mais do que óbvia, veementemente. Pra depois dizer, não, é isso que você tava pensando mesmo. Que raiva do mundo, viu... Tem dia que eu tenho vontade de matar gente. E ainda se orgulhou de ter contado a verdade.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My buddy&lt;/span&gt;, a verdade é uma só e indecomponível. Mentir com convicção e depois dizer "a verdade" é algo, no mínimo, estranho, além de fazer o outro de idiota. Mas eu não sou idiota. É por isso que apesar de considerar essa pessoa demais, ela perde credibilidade e confiança comigo a cada dia que passa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, enfim, tá tudo bem, tá tudo certo. Pouca merda não me abala. Enfim, fui pra casa com o Kelson, estudei pra prova, fomos pra universidade (aconteceu um troço esquisito lá, mas não conto nem que a vaca espirre e o boi diga saúde). Acho que fiz uma boa prova. Tô esperando resultado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra fechar o dia com chave de ouro,  liguei pra Mariela pra contar sobre meu dia e conversar frivolidades, um bom jeito de descontrair, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by the way&lt;/span&gt;. Pois é gente, hoje decidi ficar em casa e não me estressar, apesar do Kelson ter me chamado pra ir ao centro tirar a carteira de trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a minha vida e esse é o mundo em que vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Regards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3258029915048411515?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3258029915048411515/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3258029915048411515&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3258029915048411515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3258029915048411515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2009/12/dia-dificil.html' title='Dia Difícil'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SyufGQ6xmWI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Dst8BMLzZ6E/s72-c/dia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3215900340528462506</id><published>2009-12-11T12:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:05:33.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É, acho que estou de volta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoje acordei com uma vontade imensa de blogar. Oras, tenho este blog, que tantas alegrias me deu,  jogado às cobras, lagartos e escorpiões. Por que não voltar a ele? E é isto que pretendo. Voltar a blogar depois de 10 meses. Meu amigo Kelson (eu nem o conhecia da última vez que eu postei), ao ver este blog disse para eu excluí-lo, pois ele me queimava. Mas como escutar os outros não é uma regra em minha vida, tentarei (eu disse tentarei) compartilhar minha visão de mundo com quem tiver interessado nela. Que eu tenha disciplina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3215900340528462506?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3215900340528462506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3215900340528462506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3215900340528462506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3215900340528462506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-acho-que-estou-de-volta.html' title='É, acho que estou de volta!'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-528239081932815090</id><published>2009-02-17T16:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:50:02.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaiser Chiefs- Never Miss a Beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Never Miss a Beat&lt;/em&gt;" é o primeiro single do terceiro álbum da banda britânica &lt;em&gt;Kaiser Chiefs,Off With Their Heads&lt;/em&gt;.A letra é sobre a imbelicidade e alienação dos jovens.Um tema universal.O clip é interessante.&lt;em&gt;Tale a look,take a look&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fxspk5ioT9c&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fxspk5ioT9c&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What did you learn today?&lt;br /&gt;I learned nothing&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing&lt;br /&gt;What did you learn at school?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to know nothing (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television's on the blink&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing on it&lt;br /&gt;I really want to really big coat&lt;br /&gt;With words on it&lt;br /&gt;What do you want for tea?&lt;br /&gt;I want crisps&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you join the team?&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to know nothing (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;br /&gt;at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the referee&lt;br /&gt;The light's flashing&lt;br /&gt;Best bit of the day&lt;br /&gt;Now that's leaving&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you run away?&lt;br /&gt;Are you kiddin?&lt;br /&gt;What is the golden rule?&lt;br /&gt;You say nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to know nothin (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;br /&gt;at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;br /&gt;at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-528239081932815090?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/528239081932815090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=528239081932815090&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/528239081932815090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/528239081932815090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2009/02/kaiser-chiefs-never-miss-beat.html' title='Kaiser Chiefs- Never Miss a Beat'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-7288919811576414446</id><published>2009-02-17T16:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:43:04.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Professor é demitido por causa da letra de uma música</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SZsgYimrXEI/AAAAAAAAAWY/L6GPzs538Ew/s1600-h/katy-perry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303868592136870978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SZsgYimrXEI/AAAAAAAAAWY/L6GPzs538Ew/s320/katy-perry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O caso aconteceu numa escola pública de Brazlândia. O professor de inglês Márcio Barrios decidiu usar uma música da cantora e compositora americana Katy Perry em uma das aulas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A música conta a história de uma garota beijou outra depois de beber. "Eu beijei uma garota só para experimentar. Espero que meu namorado não se importe", diz a letra. "Eu beijei uma garota e gostei do gosto de cereja do batom dela".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O professor afirma que a aula era sobre verbos no tempo passado e que a música, um sucesso, seria um bom exemplo. “Todos os verbos da música estavam no passado, que era o assunto da aula na época”, argumenta Márcio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escola orientou o professor a escolher outra musica porque o conteúdo não seria adequado para alunos de 12 a 14 anos, mas Márcio não concordou. O professor levou a letra para a sala de aula novamente e foi afastado pela direção da escola, em novembro do ano passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A secretaria de Educação apoiou a decisão da escola, pois considerou que se tratava de uma apologia do uso de álcool e do homossexualismo. “A música reflete um comportamento inadequado e, portanto, o caso acabou assim”, disse José Valente, secretário de Educação do Distrito Federal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O contrato de Márcio, que era temporário, venceu em dezembro e não foi renovado para o ano letivo que acaba de começar. Ele diz que foi vitima de preconceito. “Eu sempre ia dar aulas com cabelo e óculos diferentes, roupas modernas. Isso causou um impacto. Nunca falaram na minha frente, mas eu percebia”, diz o professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;José Valente rebateu: “Não interessa a opção sexual de ninguém, o que interessa é que quem tem a responsabilidade de educar nossos jovens façam isso de acordo com a orientação pedagógica da escola”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fonte: G1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alguém aí conhece casos de meninas que viraram lésbicas depois de ouvir "I Kissed a Girl" da Katy Perry? Façam-me o favor... E se a música faz "apologia" ao homossexualismo por que ela foi amplamente tocada nas rádios? É muita hipocrisia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-7288919811576414446?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/7288919811576414446/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=7288919811576414446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7288919811576414446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7288919811576414446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2009/02/professor-e-demitido-por-causa-da-letra.html' title='Professor é demitido por causa da letra de uma música'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SZsgYimrXEI/AAAAAAAAAWY/L6GPzs538Ew/s72-c/katy-perry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-743824350276352880</id><published>2009-02-09T23:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:57:37.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguém me explica?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SZDswcarZzI/AAAAAAAAAWM/2I4qBY-UfjU/s1600-h/logo-bbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300997078421038898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SZDswcarZzI/AAAAAAAAAWM/2I4qBY-UfjU/s400/logo-bbb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A ideia na qual o Big Brother é baseado é interessante: analisar o comportamento humano diante da observação 24 horas por dia.Saber até onde as pessoas vão com suas "máscaras".Mas tudo isso se perde diante de um programa que já teve nove edições e já está esgotado.O conceito de "reality-show" se esvai com a "novelização" da edição da atração.Isso passa despercebido pelo público que se hipnotiza todas as noites na frente da TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu nunca vou conseguir entender o fascínio que o BBB exerce sobre as pessoas.Discutem quem é o mais falso,a mais gostosa,o mais chato...É assunto em programas de televisão,em revistas,em blogs (&lt;a href="http://bigbostabrasil.virgula.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://bigbostabrasil.virgula.com.br/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). Uma grande discussão em torno de pessoas comuns que cairão no ostracismo depois que acabar o programa.Quem aí ainda se lembra de Gyselle,a piauiense que disputou o programa ano passado? Foi idolatrada como se soubesse fazer alguma coisa de bom.Cadê ela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Em meu ver,o programa não entrete,não informa,não é engraçado,não é nada.É um mar de futilidade que passa depois da novela das 21h.Não me verei livre do BBB tão cedo.A Globo tem contrato com a Endemol (a produtora que detém os direitos do programa) até 2012.E pode renovar.Eu ainda não conseguir entender porque o Big Brother fisgou os brasileiros de uma maneira tão forte.Alguém me explica?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-743824350276352880?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/743824350276352880/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=743824350276352880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/743824350276352880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/743824350276352880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2009/02/alguem-me-explica.html' title='Alguém me explica?'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SZDswcarZzI/AAAAAAAAAWM/2I4qBY-UfjU/s72-c/logo-bbb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1757626962467637079</id><published>2008-12-31T18:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:45:59.987-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SVvn7nS0z7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/qKy6fuW0BDE/s1600-h/feliz-natal-atrasado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286073598995648434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SVvn7nS0z7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/qKy6fuW0BDE/s400/feliz-natal-atrasado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1757626962467637079?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1757626962467637079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1757626962467637079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1757626962467637079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1757626962467637079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SVvn7nS0z7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/qKy6fuW0BDE/s72-c/feliz-natal-atrasado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-696515390268810510</id><published>2008-12-27T19:07:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:03:40.991-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliens in America</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SVejL5hiE3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/YlafFugjazg/s1600-h/AliensInAmericaS1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284872112557921138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SVejL5hiE3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/YlafFugjazg/s400/AliensInAmericaS1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A série Aliens in America (Raja,no Brasil) conta a história de Justin,um garoto tímido de 16 anos que tenta sobreviver ao horror que é a sua escola.Infeliz com a situação,a mãe de Justin,Franny inscreve a família num programa de intercâmbio esperando um intercambista europeu boa-pinta para ajudar seu filho a ser popular.Para a surpresa da família quem chega é Raja Musharaff,um garoto muçulmano e paquistanês (também de 16 anos).Raja conquista a todos pela sua inteligência,simplicidade e humildade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;É com esse enredo simples (adaptei da Wikipédia!) acima que a série Aliens in America conquista os telespectadores.Mostra que é possível conviver bem com as diferenças e os problemas enfrentados na adolescência longe daquele esquema "Malhação de ser".Narrada por Justin,o programa lembra por vezes a também genial "Everybody Hates Chris" e o melhor seriado que eu já assiti na vida "The Wonder Years".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Foi hilário o episódio em que Justin e Raja disputam a melhor idéia pra construção do carro alegórico da escola.Os conflitos foram muitos e o carro ficou ridículo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mas bom mesmo foi o episódio de hoje.Diferentemente de Raja que segundo teste vocacional deve ser médico,Justin não conseguiu achar nenhuma profissão que lhe agradasse.E isso não o preocupou muito.Foi quando os dois foram pra casa de um amigo e viram que o pai desse amigo apenas cuidava da casa e dos filhos,que Justin descobriu a sua vocação: "Dono de casa".Raja não concordou porque segundo ele: "É coisa de mulher".O pai de Justin abismado com a decisão do filho,convida Raja e Justin para uma caçada pra dar uma aula de virilidade para seu filho.Foi nessa que Raja acerta Scott em cheio!Scott fica mal e quem cuida dele? Justin,já que sua mãe tinha saído de casa devido as brigas com Claire,sua filha.Finalmente,Scott decide aceitar a opção do filho.Já Justin desiste da "profissão" porque segundo ele "Dá muito trabalho".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Desculpe se as descrições dos episódios estiverem confusas,ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu super recomendo Aliens in America.Uma série pra acompanhar sempre.Vai ao ar de segunda a sábado,as 13h45 no Sbt.Masssssssss....A TV Cidade Verde está exibindo programação local nesse horário.Aqui no Piauí só é possível ver a série nos sábados.Mais uma coisa que só a TVCD faz por você.Mesmo assim,vale a pena acompanhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-696515390268810510?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/696515390268810510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=696515390268810510&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/696515390268810510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/696515390268810510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/12/aliens-in-america.html' title='Aliens in America'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SVejL5hiE3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/YlafFugjazg/s72-c/AliensInAmericaS1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6271364138247536202</id><published>2008-12-27T18:46:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T12:58:17.748-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Músicas mais tocadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tirando algumas poucas exceções,2008 não foi um ano muito bom pra música.Muito lixo tocando nas rádios.Pra exemplificar o que estou falando,aí estão as 20 músicas mais tocadas esse ano:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1&lt;strong&gt; Extravasa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claúdia Leitte&lt;br /&gt;2 Pela Última Vez NX Zero&lt;br /&gt;3 Low Flo Rida ft T-Pain&lt;br /&gt;4 Bubbly Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;5 Hate That I Love You Rihanna ft Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;6 Me Abrace Wanessa Camargo &amp;amp; Camila&lt;br /&gt;7 Clumsy Fergie&lt;br /&gt;8 Forever Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;9 Disturbia Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;10 Mina do Condomínio Seu Jorge&lt;br /&gt;11 I Kissed A Girl Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;12 Piece Of Me Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;13 Coisas Que Eu Sei Danni Carlos&lt;br /&gt;14 Cedo ou Tarde NX Zero&lt;br /&gt;15 No One Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;16 With You Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;17 Tem Que Ser Você (ao vivo) Victor &amp;amp; Leo&lt;br /&gt;18 Love In This Club Usher ft Young Jeezy&lt;br /&gt;19 Give It 2 Me Madonna&lt;br /&gt;20 Pense em Mim Darvin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Precisa falar alguma coisa?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6271364138247536202?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6271364138247536202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6271364138247536202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6271364138247536202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6271364138247536202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/12/cad-killers.html' title='Músicas mais tocadas'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8881502925105594463</id><published>2008-12-20T20:59:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:05:58.549-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Bjorn &amp; John - Young Folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quanto tempo sem postar letras e vídeos de músicas!Me toquei hoje!Voltei com esse belíssimo costume com a ótima música Young Folks.Eu tinha visto um trecho do interessante clip no programa Metrópolis,mas não peguei o nome da música.Eis que na sexta-feira estava assistindo a novela A Favorita (eu não costumo fazer isso,tá legal?) quando em uma cena com Orlandinho e Céu toca uma música estranha,com um assobio...Fui atrás e baixei.&lt;br /&gt;Kayne West,James Blunt (eita!) e The Kooks fizeram covers da canção da banda sueca (odeio a Suécia!).O clip é super criativo e bu-ni-ti-nho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If I told you things I did before&lt;br /&gt;Told you how I used to be&lt;br /&gt;Would you go along with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;If you knew my story word for word&lt;br /&gt;Had all of my history&lt;br /&gt;Would you go along with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I did before and had my share&lt;br /&gt;It didn't lead nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I would go along with someone like you&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what you did&lt;br /&gt;Who you were hanging with&lt;br /&gt;We could stick around and see this night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout the young style&lt;br /&gt;And we don't care about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout the old style too&lt;br /&gt;And we don't care about their own faults&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout our own style&lt;br /&gt;All we care 'bout is talking&lt;br /&gt;Talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Usually when things has gone this far&lt;br /&gt;People tend to disappear&lt;br /&gt;No one will surprise me unless you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I can tell there's something goin' on&lt;br /&gt;Hours seems to disappear&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is leaving I'm still with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what we do&lt;br /&gt;Where we are going too&lt;br /&gt;We can stick around and see this night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout the young style&lt;br /&gt;And we don't care about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout the old style too&lt;br /&gt;And we don't care about their own faults&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout our own style&lt;br /&gt;All we care 'bout is talking&lt;br /&gt;Talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout the young style&lt;br /&gt;And we don't care about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout the old style too&lt;br /&gt;And we don't care about their own faults&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout our own style&lt;br /&gt;All we care 'bout is talking&lt;br /&gt;Talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;Talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;Talking only me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8881502925105594463?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8881502925105594463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8881502925105594463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8881502925105594463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8881502925105594463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/12/peter-bjorn-john-young-folks.html' title='Peter Bjorn &amp; John - Young Folks'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1534063264980362296</id><published>2008-12-14T10:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:01:36.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SUURpe38kBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PQVPI76XLys/s1600-h/05_MHG_capitus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279645542521802770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SUURpe38kBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PQVPI76XLys/s200/05_MHG_capitus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A minissérie de 5 capítulos que a Globo apresentou,como era de se esperar,foi um fracasso de audiência: média de 16/17 pontos (um pouco mais do que a novela Os Mutantes,da Record).Isso não quer dizer de maneira alguma que a atração dirigida por Luiz Fernando Carvalho seja ruim.A adaptação mistura elementos da cultura pop(como rock,tatuagens,metrô,enfim coisas underground) com a cultura do sec XIX.Pra se ter uma idéia no último capítulo,Capitu dançou valsa com Bentinho com fones de ouvido!Naquela época,imaginem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;O erro maior da série foi o caráter elitista .Só afastou a população "iletrada" da obra de Machado de Assis.Meu irmão de 14 anos com muita propriedade disse: 'Eu tava querendo asssistir (sic),mas não entendi e desliguei a TV".É bem por aí mesmo.Uma adaptação menos caricata e menos fiel ao romance seria mais interessante.Talvez não do ponto de vista artístico,mas no que diz respeito à popularidade da atração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Capitu foi um dos melhores produtos apresentados pela TV brasileira no ano de 2008.Vai ser lembrada pelos trejeitos excêntricos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Obs: O Bentinho narrador (como lembrou Diogo Mainardi) está a cara do Dick Vigarista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Obs²:Destaque pra maquiagem e figurino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1534063264980362296?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1534063264980362296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1534063264980362296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1534063264980362296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1534063264980362296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/12/capitu.html' title='Capitu'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SUURpe38kBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PQVPI76XLys/s72-c/05_MHG_capitus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4912393921515744262</id><published>2008-12-13T11:02:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:09:19.453-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Adivinhe se quiser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Frase de um professor do Mérito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que tem um programa na televisão local:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Espero que o programa tenha servido para que vocês tenham uma CONSCIÊNCIA HUMANA cada vez mais HUMANA.Parece redundância,mas não é".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Se isso não for redundância,eu não sei o que é.Se você entendeu a frase,me explique.Estou a fim de FILOSOFAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nem me pergunte quem é o tal do professor.Não falarei.Não insista.Obrigado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4912393921515744262?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4912393921515744262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4912393921515744262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4912393921515744262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4912393921515744262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/12/adivinhe-se-quiser.html' title='Adivinhe se quiser'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1747778378953614984</id><published>2008-12-06T21:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:45:22.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Encerrando um Ciclo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quando começamos as coisas é sempre bom que possamos terminar.A escola não é diferente.Temos de evoluir.No Ensino Médio,passei por situações de todo o tipo.Ri,fiquei com raiva.Aprontei.Falei quando deveria ter ficado calado.Me calei quando deveria ter falado.Arrependo-me de pouquíssimas coisas que fiz (e que não fiz!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nada pra mim foi tão marcante nesses 3 anos do que as amizades que fiz.Amigos são irmãos que escolhemos pra vida.E foi com eles que tive ótimos momentos.Não vou falar nomes,mas foi com eles que ri,pedi conselhos,me diverti.Amigo pra mim,tem que ser de verdade.Não tenho medo de acabar uma amizade quando falta respeito e sinceridade.Sou mal visto por isso,mas eu prefiro me preocupar com o preço do barril de petróleo do que com essas pessoas que pensam mal de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Não vai ser fácil não ter a convivência quase diária com muitas pessoas do 3ºB do Mérito.Mas como disse isso é algo inevitável pro nosso crescimento.A falta de contato não existe.Tem celular,MSN,orkut etc.Eu sei que teremos a sensação de ter pertencido a um mesmo grupo e isso trará deliciosas lembranças daqui a alguns anos quando estivermos diferentes e completando outros ciclos da vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1747778378953614984?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1747778378953614984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1747778378953614984&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1747778378953614984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1747778378953614984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/12/encerrando-um-ciclo.html' title='Encerrando um Ciclo'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1974930050863953522</id><published>2008-11-22T19:15:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:27:31.207-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Notas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Perguntar não ofende...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Detesto essa expressão.As perguntas podem ofender,constranger,invadir a privacidade das pessoas.Ninguém é obrigado a responder certas perguntas.As palavras são armas muito perigosas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: TV Cultura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou irado³.O motivo? A TV Cultura saiu do ar aqui no Piauí.Podem dizer tá e daí? E daí que eu assistia muitos programas nesse canal como o Metrópolis,Vitrine,Jornal da Cultura,Pé na Rua (não me julguem) e por aí vai.O pior é que o canal paulistano foi substituído por um de qualidade bem inferior.A TV Brasil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Downloads Complicados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eu sou uma pessoa digitalmente&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;incluída.Mas simplesmente não consigo baixar o novo-ótimo-super-show álbum do The Killers,Day and Age.O Limewire sempre diz que é vírus quando baixo uma música.O Ares se recusa a baixar.Ainda bem que o cd será lançado logo e a minha espera terá fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Sono Confidencial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uma colega de sala que quero deixar anônima pra não dar constrangimentos me fez dar muitas risadas na última sexta.Essa garota tem o costume de tirar muitos cochilos durante a volta pra casa nas vans.Até aí tudo bem,eu faço isso de vez em quando.Mas ontem,a situação estava ficando patética.Eu estava sentado dela,mas não puxei conversa porque vi que ela estava sonolenta.No decorrer da viagem ela começou a pescar muito.Acordava alguns momentos e logo voltava pro sono.Na altura do balão da Av. Miguel Rosa,nossa amiga se rende.Dormiu ao ponto de ficar com a cabeça pra fora da janela.A pessoa que escreve morrendo de rir por dentro.Na entrada do Bela Vista,ela resolve despertar.Pelo menos até a hora que eu estava no ônibus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1974930050863953522?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1974930050863953522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1974930050863953522&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1974930050863953522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1974930050863953522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/11/notas.html' title='Notas'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3670324369055029234</id><published>2008-11-09T19:28:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:17:03.092-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gincana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Para nós,alunos do Mérito,as manhãs de sábado são dramáticas.É dia de prova.Mas não esse último,8 de novembro.Foi a tradicional gincana.Começou por volta das 8h com provas edificantes como corrida de saco,bastão,cobrança de pênaltis e outras provas culturais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Por volta das 9h-por mais estranho que possa parecer- foi apresentada as aberturas das equipes.Primeiro entrou a equipe &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nikkei&lt;/span&gt; com uma abertura bonita,cheia de movimento e com uma complicadíssima coreografia com leques muito bem executada pelas meninas.Só carregaram no amarelo.Tudo bem que era a cor da equipe,mas não precisava ser uma coisa monocromática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266791742144193762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SRdnL1B3JOI/AAAAAAAAARw/_s5gNWkjv-4/s400/08-11-08_0909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Depois foi a vez da equipe que eu pertencia,a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tribus&lt;/span&gt;.Uma abertura morna,que não animou.Apenas o tango executado por Wallace,Wiumar e Brígida empolgou.O resto foi um conjunto de coreografias sem nexo que não preencheu o enorme espaço do Iate Clube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266792899075752530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SRdoPK71wlI/AAAAAAAAASA/SDiWGdN-snc/s200/08-11-08_0925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Depois as provas continuaram.Montar quebra-cabeça,responder questões de História e Geografia (detonou,né Mariela?).O top da festa foi o cover do Village People.Os caras abafaram,mona! kkkkkkkkkkkk...Muita convicção,rebolado e um cara com uma calça beeeeeeeeem apertada que nem os caras do Fresno usariam.Muito engraçado.Só poderiam ter feito o YMCA,mas tudo bem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mais blá blá blá,lesco-lesco e o Espedito "lembrando" que a Med Plan era "parceira" e estava lá pra ajudar em qualquer "eventualidade".Acabaram os desfiles (não há muito o que falar,né gente?) e a "banda" começou a "tocar".Fiquei na arquibancada,na minha,mas depois desci e fui tentar me divertir um pouco.Afinal,ajoelhou tem que rezar.E depois o Welton já estava lá e eu não dançaria pior que ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266796259083159186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SRdrSv8CBpI/AAAAAAAAASY/QRkSZv7CfBY/s200/08-11-08_1311.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266796516390782226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SRdrhue8xRI/AAAAAAAAASg/GrPTQ5BKnog/s200/08-11-08_1325.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(desculpe pela foto tremida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Lá pelas 16h,o nosso Magnânimo diretor decide dar o resultado: a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tribus&lt;/span&gt; venceu! As previsões foram confirmadas e o resto eu não posso contar,porque depois disso,eu fui embora.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3670324369055029234?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3670324369055029234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3670324369055029234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3670324369055029234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3670324369055029234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/11/gincana.html' title='Gincana'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SRdnL1B3JOI/AAAAAAAAARw/_s5gNWkjv-4/s72-c/08-11-08_0909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-196430829571770233</id><published>2008-11-01T10:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:34:27.956-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama Girl-I got a crush on Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu sei que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;acabei de postar a ótima música Human,do The Killers.Mas essa,por causa das eleições americanas é imperdível.Com essa música a Obama Girl virou uma celebridade nos Estados Unidos.Fechou contratos comercias,fez campanhas publicitárias e participou de importantes programas humorísticos como o Saturday Night Live.A letra da música diz coisas como "Oi, B,sou eu,se estiver aí,atenda o telefone" e "Eu tenho uma queda pelo Obama".Divirtam-se com o vídeo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKsoXHYICqU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKsoXHYICqU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Barack obama:&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank all of you for your time, your suggestions, your encouragement, and your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;And i look forward to continuing our conversation in the weeks and months to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Obama girl:&lt;br /&gt;Hey b, it’s me. if you're there, pick up.&lt;br /&gt;I was just watching you on c-span. [sigh] anyway, call me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You seem to float onto the floor&lt;br /&gt;Democratic convention 2004&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anybody more&lt;br /&gt;Than i want you&lt;br /&gt;So i put down my kerry sign&lt;br /&gt;Knew i had to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;So black and sexy, you're so fine&lt;br /&gt;'cause i've got a crush on obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I cannot wait, 'til 2008&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're the best candidate&lt;br /&gt;I like it when you get hard&lt;br /&gt;On hillary in debate&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you pick up your phone?&lt;br /&gt;'cause i've got a crush on obama&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait, 'til 2008&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're the best candidate&lt;br /&gt;Of the new oval office&lt;br /&gt;You'll get your head of state&lt;br /&gt;I can't leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;'cause i've got a crush on obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're into border security&lt;br /&gt;Let's break this border between you and me&lt;br /&gt;Universal healthcare reform&lt;br /&gt;It makes me warm&lt;br /&gt;You tell the truth unlike the right&lt;br /&gt;You can love but you can fight&lt;br /&gt;You can barack me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I've got a crush on obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I cannot wait, 'til 2008&lt;br /&gt;Baby youÂ’re the best candidate&lt;br /&gt;I like it when you get hard&lt;br /&gt;On hillary in debate&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you pick up your phone?&lt;br /&gt;'cause i've got a crush on obama&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait, 'til 2008&lt;br /&gt;Baby youÂ’re the best candidate&lt;br /&gt;Of the new oval office&lt;br /&gt;You'll get your head of state&lt;br /&gt;I can't leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;'cause i've got a crush on obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B to the a to the r-a-c-k-o-b-a-m-a (barack obama)&lt;br /&gt;'cause i've got a crush on obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-196430829571770233?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/196430829571770233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=196430829571770233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/196430829571770233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/196430829571770233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-girl-i-got-crush-on-obama.html' title='Obama Girl-I got a crush on Obama'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-2286300762427863080</id><published>2008-10-29T22:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:35:08.882-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Killers-Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O novo single do The Killers (assim como o novo álbum Day &amp;amp; Age) veio pra provar que a banda de Las Vegas voltou ao ápice conquistado pelo Hot Fuss,de 2004.Aqui no Brasil,a música estreou na posição 81 dentre as 100 mais tocadas.2 semanas depois já estava na posição 49.Um sucesso.Deve chegar no Top 10 na ocasião da estréia do álbum no mês que vem.A maior controvérsia da música diz respeito ao refrão.Nem os sites de letras americanos sabem se Brandon Flowers canta Are we human or are we dancer? ou Are human or are we denser?&lt;br /&gt;Eu prefiro acreditar que a segunda opção está mais correta.Isso me lembra outro clássico e sem sentido refrão da banda: I've got soul,but I'm not a soldier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2SJo8Tdc-b8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2SJo8Tdc-b8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did my best to notice&lt;br /&gt;When the call came down the line&lt;br /&gt;Up to the platform of surrender&lt;br /&gt;I was broke but i was kind&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes i get nervous&lt;br /&gt;When i see an open door&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Clear your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the chord&lt;br /&gt;Are we human?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we denser?&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital&lt;br /&gt;My hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Are we human?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we denser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay my respects to grace and virtue&lt;br /&gt;Send my condolences to good&lt;br /&gt;Give my regards to soarer moments&lt;br /&gt;They always did the best they could&lt;br /&gt;And so long to devotion&lt;br /&gt;You taught me everything i know&lt;br /&gt;Wave goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Wish me well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to let me go&lt;br /&gt;Are we human?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we denser?&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital&lt;br /&gt;My hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the answers&lt;br /&gt;Are we human?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we denser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will your system be alright&lt;br /&gt;When you dream of home tonight?&lt;br /&gt;There is no message we're receiving&lt;br /&gt;Let me know is your heart still beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we human?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we denser?&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital&lt;br /&gt;My hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to let me go&lt;br /&gt;Are we human?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we denser?&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital&lt;br /&gt;My hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the answers&lt;br /&gt;Are we human&lt;br /&gt;Or are we denser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we human?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we denser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we human&lt;br /&gt;Or are we denser? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-2286300762427863080?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/2286300762427863080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=2286300762427863080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2286300762427863080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2286300762427863080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/10/killers-human.html' title='The Killers-Human'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3265094830154091347</id><published>2008-10-29T22:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:17:07.674-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O celular</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SQkK10wB3HI/AAAAAAAAARo/2PdIheyIJww/s1600-h/150px-Ericsson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262749559368572018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SQkK10wB3HI/AAAAAAAAARo/2PdIheyIJww/s400/150px-Ericsson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Qual o poder de um aparelho tecnólogico? Que tipo de fascínio esse aparelho exerce sobre pessoas? São perguntas inevitáveis que faço quando me deparo com uma jovem que acha que ascendeu socialmente porque tem um celular moderno.Dá pena vê-la com seu celular nas mãos para que todos o vejam.É ridículo quando arma situações para que o aparelho toque.Mas o ápice da tolice é no ônibus.Ela se recusa a usar fone de ouvido quando escuta "música" (!?).Isso mesmo.As pessoas que a cercam são obrigadas a ouvir aquele ruído propagado pelo celular.E como se fosse pouco ainda canta junto.Eu não deveria,mas ainda me surpreendo com a futilidade das pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3265094830154091347?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3265094830154091347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3265094830154091347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3265094830154091347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3265094830154091347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='O celular'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SQkK10wB3HI/AAAAAAAAARo/2PdIheyIJww/s72-c/150px-Ericsson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1448783937039510465</id><published>2008-10-19T17:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:21:13.008-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Notas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;::: Situação engraçada quando alguém adiciona a gente no MSN por engano.A pessoa pode até ficar sem graça,mas a situação é cômica.Um show de explicações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::: Simplesmente ridículo o "manifesto" escrito por&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Pedro Cardoso&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(o Agostinho,de A Grande Família) contra o que ele chama de pornografia nos meios de comunicação.Tudo por que ficou com ciúmes de algumas cenas feitas por sua namorada (a também atriz Graziella Moretto) fez cenas sensuais no filme Feliz Natal dirigido por Selton Mello.Pedro Cardoso levou em conta apenas a questão pessoal.Além de causar muita intriga no meio artístico.Relaxa e goza,Pedro!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: As pessoas acham que por a &lt;em&gt;Eloá&lt;/em&gt; ter morrido num terrível incidente,eu tenho que deixar meu MSN e o template deste blog pretos.Só pode ser isso.A VIDA CONTINUA! Me avise quando acontecer algo que me interesse,ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Falando na Eloá,a cobertura da imprensa foi lamentável.Não precisa nem falar,pois todo mundo viu o espetáculo que os veículos de comunicação nos apresentaram.Mas o Faustão se superou.Chamou um psicanalista e um especialista em segurança pra discutir o caso,falou com o pai de Nayara,enfim,ficaram meia hora naquilo.Depois agradeceu a presença de todos e anunciou num tom alegre o quadro De Cara com o Muro (um quadro bobo em que celebridades de quinta se contorcem para não cair numa piscina).Tudo com uma trilha bem dançante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: É estranho quando a trilha sonora difere totalmente do assunto em pauta.Me refiro ao &lt;em&gt;Globo Repórter&lt;/em&gt; dessa sexta.A reportagem era sobre uma diarista que se endividou devido as facilidades de crédito.E a música instrumental que estava tocando era &lt;em&gt;When There Was Me and You&lt;/em&gt;,do &lt;em&gt;High School Musical&lt;/em&gt;.Uma coisa meio non-sense...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Uma coisa me intriga...Toda vez que estou indo para a Cultura Inglesa mais ou menos as 19h30 vejo muitos carros estacionados após os quiosques,na Avenida Raul Lopes.O número de carros é proporcional à quantidade de gente fazendo cooper na avenida.Ou seja,as pessoas vão de carro fazer exercício.Por que não vão a pé ou de bicicleta já que se deduz que são ricas e devem morar perto do local? Ou será que não percebem a incoerência que estão fazendo? Ou será que isso não tem nada a ver comigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Zapeando na TV,na sexta a noite (antes de chegar no Globo Repórter) me deparo com o Collin (professor da Cultura Inglesa) dando entrevista no programa da Cínthia Lages.Estava falando o quanto gostava de viver no Piauí.Tudo num português que...Prefiro nem comentar.Afinal,meu inglês não é assim uma Brastemp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1448783937039510465?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1448783937039510465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1448783937039510465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1448783937039510465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1448783937039510465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/10/notas.html' title='Notas'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-2589144475271424076</id><published>2008-10-19T10:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:38:16.984-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema Brasileiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SPs3k7mX3OI/AAAAAAAAARg/h9z81MnVNso/s1600-h/018piaui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258858097498643682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SPs3k7mX3OI/AAAAAAAAARg/h9z81MnVNso/s400/018piaui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Piauí de cada 100 crianças que nascem&lt;br /&gt;78 morrem antes de completar 8 anos de idade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Piauí&lt;br /&gt;de cada 100 crianças que nascem&lt;br /&gt;78 morrem antes de completar 8 anos de idade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Piauí&lt;br /&gt;de cada 100 crianças&lt;br /&gt;que nascem&lt;br /&gt;78 morrem&lt;br /&gt;antes&lt;br /&gt;de completar&lt;br /&gt;8 anos de idade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antes de completar 8 anos de idade&lt;br /&gt;antes de completar 8 anos de idade&lt;br /&gt;antes de completar 8 anos de idade&lt;br /&gt;antes de completar 8 anos de idade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferreira Gullar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-2589144475271424076?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/2589144475271424076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=2589144475271424076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2589144475271424076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2589144475271424076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/10/homenagem-ao-piau.html' title='Poema Brasileiro'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SPs3k7mX3OI/AAAAAAAAARg/h9z81MnVNso/s72-c/018piaui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6771167316846049397</id><published>2008-10-09T17:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:49:57.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever Seen The Rain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SO56FqcOMzI/AAAAAAAAARA/Wk88Ik7hDBU/s1600-h/09-10-08_1729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255272052898542386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SO56FqcOMzI/AAAAAAAAARA/Wk88Ik7hDBU/s400/09-10-08_1729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chuva no mês de outubro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E bem no final da tarde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O céu ficou laranja e começou a ventar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Durante a chuva ficou lilás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tirei uma foto pela janela do meu quarto para registrar o momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isso não foi um poema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Ah,essas plantas são o que restou de um jardim que tinha aqui em casa nos anos 90.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6771167316846049397?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6771167316846049397/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6771167316846049397&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6771167316846049397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6771167316846049397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-you-ever-seen-rain.html' title='Have You Ever Seen The Rain?'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SO56FqcOMzI/AAAAAAAAARA/Wk88Ik7hDBU/s72-c/09-10-08_1729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4620190290576564266</id><published>2008-10-09T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:14:14.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaiser Chiefs-Ruby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Kaiser Chiefs é uma das minhas bandas favoritas desde segunda-feira.Então,não me pergunte muita coisa.Dentre as coisas que eu sei estão que eles são britânicos,vêm &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(ou já vieram)&lt;/span&gt; pro Brasil e que a música Ruby é ótima.O clipe é muito bom.Have fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JMDcOViViNY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JMDcOViViNY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let it never be said,&lt;br /&gt;That romance is dead,&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's so little else,&lt;br /&gt;Occupying my head,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I need,&lt;br /&gt;Except the function to breath,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not really fussed,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby!&lt;br /&gt;Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya!&lt;br /&gt;Know what you're doing doing to me!?&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to lack of interest,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is cancelled,&lt;br /&gt;Let the clocks be reset,&lt;br /&gt;And the pendulums held,&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;Except the space in-between,&lt;br /&gt;Finding out what you're called,&lt;br /&gt;And repeating your name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby!&lt;br /&gt;Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya!&lt;br /&gt;Know what you're doing doing to me!?&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, could it be,&lt;br /&gt;That you're joking with me,&lt;br /&gt;And you don't really see,&lt;br /&gt;You and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, could it be,&lt;br /&gt;That you're joking with me,&lt;br /&gt;And you don't really see,&lt;br /&gt;You and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby!&lt;br /&gt;Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya!&lt;br /&gt;Know what you're doing doing to me!?&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby!&lt;br /&gt;Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya!&lt;br /&gt;Know what you're doing doing to me!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4620190290576564266?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4620190290576564266/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4620190290576564266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4620190290576564266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4620190290576564266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/10/kaiser-chiefs-ruby.html' title='Kaiser Chiefs-Ruby'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-5607132181213136585</id><published>2008-10-04T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:51:32.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SOeC0OS9XRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jOmHt2_rB0M/s1600-h/23-08-08_1336.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253311324053396754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SOeC0OS9XRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jOmHt2_rB0M/s400/23-08-08_1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desde quinta-feira o gato oficial da minha casa (com nome de Beatle,vale frisar) não aparece em casa.E nem vai aparecer.Porque foi roubado.Como se fosse uma mercadoria.Isso é o mais triste.Agora,onde vamos parar já que até os nossos animais de estimação estão à mercê da má vontade das pessoas? Bichos absolutamente inocentes que nada fizeram à elas.Só resta lamentar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-5607132181213136585?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/5607132181213136585/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=5607132181213136585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5607132181213136585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5607132181213136585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/10/desde-quinta-feira-o-gato-oficial-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SOeC0OS9XRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jOmHt2_rB0M/s72-c/23-08-08_1336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-7490583922312233606</id><published>2008-10-03T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:05:59.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Acabou....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A maior chateação do meu ano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;finalmente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;acabou.Até que enfim minhas obrigações cívico-militares com o meu país estão quitadas.A tormenta acabou na quinta feira.Cheguei no lugar marcado as 6h.Caminhei uns 10 min acompanhado de um soldado e de mais dois caras até o lugar da seleção.Entrei numa fila indiana de umas 20 pessoas e depois de umas perguntas técnicas foi pedido que quem não quisesse ser voluntário desse uns 4,5 passos.Eu e mais 16 fizemos o "percusso".Nos foi perguntado se tínhamos alguma doença ou anomalia.Foi um festival de "Tenho asma,sinusite e já dei hepatite"...LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252927928338642834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SOYmHp9ad5I/AAAAAAAAAQY/nhNp1OQvdHw/s200/exercito(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                           &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Se liga na tela de lesado nos nêgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Já devia ser 6h20 quando fomos encaminhados para um lugar com uns bancos e um telhado de zinco em frente a um lugar onde os dados eram conferidos.Aí você me pergunta: Nenhuma distração? Claro que sim...Foi exibido um "interessante" vídeo sobre as missões do Exército.Vê-se por essa ação que a tortura ainda é uma técnica praticada pelos militares.Meus dados foram checados e lá pelas 8h (eu disse 8h,pense num chá de cadeira!) fui liberado com meu certificado carimbado.Essas duas horas foram uma bela perda de tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Acho os militares demasiadamente prepotentes.Acho que eles devem lembrar com uma certa nostalgia dos tempos da ditadura militar.Mas eles não podem ficar tristes.Possuem um "governinho" só deles.Uma espécie de "mundinho"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-7490583922312233606?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/7490583922312233606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=7490583922312233606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7490583922312233606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7490583922312233606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/10/acabou.html' title='Acabou....'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SOYmHp9ad5I/AAAAAAAAAQY/nhNp1OQvdHw/s72-c/exercito(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8629575558524546543</id><published>2008-09-27T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:18:05.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Minor-Believe Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O Fort Minor é resultado de um capricho do Mike Shinoda resolve dar um tempo do Linkin Park e fazer sua nova bandinha.A mistura de pop com hardcore dá muito certo e a sonoridade é incrível.Believe Me é um single de 2006.Veja o clip (meio sem graça).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRW91Eeo_ek&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRW91Eeo_ek&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;That this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;You like fun and games&lt;br /&gt;Keep playing em&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying&lt;br /&gt;Think back then&lt;br /&gt;We was like one and the same&lt;br /&gt;On the right track&lt;br /&gt;But I was on the wrong train&lt;br /&gt;Just like that&lt;br /&gt;Now you've got a face to pain&lt;br /&gt;And the devil's got a fresh new place to play&lt;br /&gt;In your brain like a maze you can never escape the rain&lt;br /&gt;Every damn day is the same shade of grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;I used have a little bit of a plan&lt;br /&gt;Used to&lt;br /&gt;Have a concept of where I stand&lt;br /&gt;But that concept slipped right out of my hands&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't really even know who I am&lt;br /&gt;Yo, what do I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free&lt;br /&gt;What ever happens to you, we'll see&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna happen with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;That this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, I thought you were just like me&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who could see all the pain I see&lt;br /&gt;But you proved to me unintentionally&lt;br /&gt;That you would self-destruct eventually&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm thinking like the mistake I made doesn't hurt&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna work&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's really much worse than I thought&lt;br /&gt;I wished you were something that you were not&lt;br /&gt;And now this guilt is really all that I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned your back&lt;br /&gt;And walked away in shame&lt;br /&gt;All you got is a memory of pain&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes sense so you stare at the ground&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice in my head when no one else is around&lt;br /&gt;What do I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free&lt;br /&gt;What ever happens to you, we'll see&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna happen with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;That this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;That this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what i have to do&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever happens to you&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I have to say&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not gonna happen with me&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8629575558524546543?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8629575558524546543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8629575558524546543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8629575558524546543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8629575558524546543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/09/fort-minor-believe-me.html' title='Fort Minor-Believe Me'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-5416788215546318154</id><published>2008-09-20T22:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:00:10.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>X-O-X-O-...-Gossip Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SNW3eMm29CI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TQiowLTt8b0/s1600-h/gossipgirlji8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248302670178350114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SNW3eMm29CI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TQiowLTt8b0/s400/gossipgirlji8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gossip Girl trata dos dramas e escândalos da elite (principalmente dos jovens) de Manhattan,Nova York.Tudo acontece muito rápido e as informações voam através de celulares e e-mails.Aliás o título da série faz alusão a um blog onde são postados,por uma narradora onisciente e secreta(pelo menos por enquanto),notícias quentes do que acontece nas escolas Constance Billard (pras moças) e St. Jude's (pros rapazes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;É impossível não se envolver no romance de Dan Humphrey e Serena van der Woodsen.Dá vontade de dar um sacode na Jenny pra ela parar de ser tão imbecil e perceber que é pobre e mandar o Nate acordar pra vida.Como não amar odiar os nojentos Blair Waldorf e Chuck Bass? As chantagens,intrigas,são o ponto alto.Tudo num clima de muita baixaria.Mas uma baixaria muito requintada,of course,já que se trata de pessoas da mais alta sociedade onde o que importa é manter as aparências.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uma crítica que se pode fazer a série é o fato de um cara que aparenta ter 30 anos,mas que tem apenas 21,fazer um personagem de 17 anos.Me refiro ao Penn Badgley,o Dan.Falando nisso,ele namora na vida real a Blake Lively,a Serena.Burro ele,não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-5416788215546318154?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/5416788215546318154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=5416788215546318154&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5416788215546318154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/5416788215546318154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/09/x-o-xo-gossip-girl.html' title='X-O-X-O-...-Gossip Girl'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SNW3eMm29CI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TQiowLTt8b0/s72-c/gossipgirlji8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8005803239539178030</id><published>2008-09-20T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:05:09.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa Madeira Também é Sua?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ao ver um muro pintado com a propaganda de um candidato a vereador,percebi que o slogan da campanha era ridículo.O candidato Newton Bandeira tem como tema de campanha: "Essa bandeira também é sua".Já imaginou se esse candidato tivesse o mesmo sobrenome que o meu? Não,não imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cambridge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Além dos vestibulares da UFPI,UESPI e das provas finais,farei os exames de Cambridge em dezembro.Boa sorte pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enchente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alguém precisa fazer alguma coisa a respeito.A água invade a sala 05 do Colégio Mérito d'Martonne todas as manhãs.Um absurdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pesca na Faculdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;E as carteiras da sala estão cheias de informações extras...Nada de assuntos do Ensino Médio.É da IEST mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falando em Faculdade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Não sei de onde as pessoas tiraram que faculdade é institição particular e universidade é pública.Universidade é a instituição como um todo e faculdade é o curso.Tipo Faculdade de Medicina da UFPI.Tá errado,mas pegou.Saca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Profundidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Estamos sendo engolidos por um buraco negro causado pelo acelerador de partículas,mas não estamos percebendo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8005803239539178030?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8005803239539178030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8005803239539178030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8005803239539178030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8005803239539178030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-stuffs.html' title='Some Stuffs'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-2556016966242964062</id><published>2008-09-19T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:48:48.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NO COMMENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ERtDaAtkvhQ&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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usada em trilhas como na novela Belíssima,no filme O Diabo Veste Prada,na série Ugly Betty,no comercial da Claro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e-At6avvY_4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e-At6avvY_4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her face is a map of the world&lt;br /&gt;Is a map of the world&lt;br /&gt;You can see she's a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;She's a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;And everything around her is a silver pool of light&lt;br /&gt;The people who surround her feel the benefit of it&lt;br /&gt;It makes you calm&lt;br /&gt;She holds you captivated in her palm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like walking the world&lt;br /&gt;Like walking the world&lt;br /&gt;You can hear she's a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;She's a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;She fills up every corner like she's born in black and white&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel warmer when you're trying to remember&lt;br /&gt;What you heard&lt;br /&gt;She likes to leave you hanging on a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's taller than most&lt;br /&gt;And she's looking at me&lt;br /&gt;I can see her eyes looking from a page in a magazine&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel like I could be a tower&lt;br /&gt;A big strong tower&lt;br /&gt;She got the power to be&lt;br /&gt;The power to give&lt;br /&gt;The power to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got the power to be&lt;br /&gt;The power to give&lt;br /&gt;The power to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got the power to be&lt;br /&gt;The power to give&lt;br /&gt;The power to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got the power to be&lt;br /&gt;The power to give&lt;br /&gt;The power to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got the power to be&lt;br /&gt;The power to give&lt;br /&gt;The power to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why the hell it means so much to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6846263131224451930?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6846263131224451930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6846263131224451930&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6846263131224451930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6846263131224451930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/09/kt-tunstall.html' title='KT Tunstall-Suddenly I See'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3057579299158345871</id><published>2008-09-17T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:21:22.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom Senso e Bom Gosto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pra quê as pessoas vão para a escola? Ora,para aprender coisas difíceis e inúteis.Também para obter um mínimo de maturidade e de conhecimento sobre a vida.Eu queria muito dizer que todos nós crescemos mentalmente com o tempo ou que ficamos mais maduros a medida que vivemos.Mas,desculpe,eu não posso.Eu não sou o dono da verdade.Nem o Stephen Hawking.Mas é impossível não reparar no nível intelectual das pessoas da minha sala.Muita gente lá acha que a Tropicália foi uma banda de (argh!) forró,e se recusam a assistir um filme em que não escorre sangue e sem explosões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Repetindo:eu não tenho nada a ver com isso.É que eu não posso ver futilidades tomarem conta do ambiente escolar e concordar com isso.O assunto piora quando se entra no campo musical.É dupla sertaneja,forró,axé,enfim.Mas o pior mesmo é quando parte pro brega.Qual o futuro de alguém que gosta de brega aos 17/18 anos? Não,eu não quero imaginar.Tenho pena muita pena.Tenho medo,muito medo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Discordo quando dizem que o mundo seria muito chato se fosse tudo igual.Ou se todas as pessoas gostassem das mesmas coisas.Eu queria sim,que todos pensasssem igual a mim,que as pessoas tivessem um pouco mais de consiência social,ambiental,comportamental ou até o minímo de auto-censura ou talvez um filtro que separa o pensamento da fala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Termino esse texto enfadonho,esnobe e prepotente dizendo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TÔ DE SACO CHEIO!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3057579299158345871?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3057579299158345871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3057579299158345871&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3057579299158345871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3057579299158345871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/09/bom-senso-e-bom-gosto.html' title='Bom Senso e Bom Gosto'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8634208086198548185</id><published>2008-09-13T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:10:44.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é que é Isso?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Que É Que É Isso&lt;/em&gt; é um seriado feito pra internet que trata de uma forma bem humorada o dia dia &lt;em&gt;Zen 100 %&lt;/em&gt;,uma empresa que vende produtos para emagrecimento.Cada capítulo da série tem pouco mais de 5 minutos.Vale lembrar que é produzida pela &lt;em&gt;O2&lt;/em&gt;,a produtora de &lt;em&gt;Fernando Meirelles&lt;/em&gt;.Abaixo,o link (já que não consegui postar o vídeo) do primeiro episódio da primeira temporada,o &lt;em&gt;Carinha da TI&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videolog.tv/video?339337"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.videolog.tv/video?339337&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8634208086198548185?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8634208086198548185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8634208086198548185&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8634208086198548185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8634208086198548185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-que-que-isso.html' title='O que é que é Isso?'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1977868537959868001</id><published>2008-09-10T15:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:58:01.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatles e Franz Ferdinand-It Won't Be Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It Won't be Long é só mais uma música grudenta dos Beatles.O que não é pouca coisa.A roupagem moderna que o Franz (com a pronúncia do Zeca Camargo por favor) deu à música é muito charmosa.O vídeo do FF foi de uma apresentação na TV francesa.Enjoy it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bB_SyQUVKzg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bB_SyQUVKzg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7QC-s6e1jWI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7QC-s6e1jWI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long 'til I belong to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night when everybody has fun&lt;br /&gt;Here am I sitting all on my own&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long 'til I belong to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you left me I'm so alone&lt;br /&gt;Now you're coming, you're coming home&lt;br /&gt;I'll be good like I know I should&lt;br /&gt;You're coming home, you're coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long 'til I belong to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night the tears come down from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Every day I've done nothing but cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long 'til I belong to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you left me I'm so alone&lt;br /&gt;Now you're coming, you're coming home&lt;br /&gt;I'll be good like I know I should&lt;br /&gt;You're coming home, you're coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day we'll be happy, I know&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that you won't leave me no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long 'til I belong to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1977868537959868001?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1977868537959868001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1977868537959868001&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1977868537959868001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1977868537959868001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/09/beatles-e-franz-ferdinand-it-wont-be.html' title='Beatles e Franz Ferdinand-It Won&apos;t Be Long'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-7551786417868695838</id><published>2008-09-07T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:05:16.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Músicas Mais Tocadas nas Rádios do Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1   Forever  / Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;2   Ciumenta   /  Cesar Menotti &amp;amp; Fabiano&lt;br /&gt;3   Give It 2 Me  / Madonna&lt;br /&gt;4   Disturbia    /  Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;5   Tem Que Ser Você (ao vivo) /  Victor &amp;amp; Leo&lt;br /&gt;6   I Kissed A Girl  / Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;7   Cedo ou Tarde  / NX Zero&lt;br /&gt;8   Monstro Invisível /  O Rappa&lt;br /&gt;9   Mina do Condomínio ®  / Seu Jorge&lt;br /&gt;10 Me Abrace  /  Wanessa Camargo &amp;amp; Camila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;E aí? É justo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-7551786417868695838?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/7551786417868695838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=7551786417868695838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7551786417868695838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7551786417868695838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/09/msicas-mais-tocadas-nas-rdios-do-brasil.html' title='Músicas Mais Tocadas nas Rádios do Brasil'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-7986432151032229644</id><published>2008-09-07T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T15:54:29.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Separadas por uma série de TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SMQwYWmLGII/AAAAAAAAAPE/d50dqwQS0H8/s1600-h/colbie-caillat-realize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243369061106784386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SMQwYWmLGII/AAAAAAAAAPE/d50dqwQS0H8/s200/colbie-caillat-realize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Colbie Cailat,a cantora de Bubbly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243368778609560178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SMQwH6NlinI/AAAAAAAAAO8/POQvIx7PS3o/s200/jennifer-aniston-picture-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jennifer Aniston,a eterna Rachel,de Friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-7986432151032229644?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/7986432151032229644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=7986432151032229644&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7986432151032229644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7986432151032229644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/09/separadas-por-uma-srie-de-tv.html' title='Separadas por uma série de TV'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SMQwYWmLGII/AAAAAAAAAPE/d50dqwQS0H8/s72-c/colbie-caillat-realize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-5653033691594313450</id><published>2008-09-06T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T20:13:18.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maroon 5-Wake Up Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SMMcevvGRsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ro2GwiesyQ8/s1600-h/maroon-5-it-wont-be-soon-before-long.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243065705725052610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SMMcevvGRsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ro2GwiesyQ8/s200/maroon-5-it-wont-be-soon-before-long.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Essa é uma das que podem ser chamadas de melhores músicas do &lt;em&gt;Maroon &lt;/em&gt;5.A música tem um quê daqueles boleros de &lt;em&gt;Waldick Soriano&lt;/em&gt; (que D'us o tenha) por que fala de um assassinato por causa de traição.O (ótimo) clip deixa bem claro.Só pra constar a tradução do título é &lt;em&gt;Chamado para Despertar&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't hear what you were saying&lt;br /&gt;I live on raw emotion baby&lt;br /&gt;I answer questions, never maybe&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not kind if you betray me&lt;br /&gt;So who the hell are you to say we&lt;br /&gt;I never would have made it, babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you needed love&lt;br /&gt;Well then ask for love&lt;br /&gt;Could have given love?&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m taking love&lt;br /&gt;And it’s not my fault&lt;br /&gt;Cause you both deserve&lt;br /&gt;What’s coming now&lt;br /&gt;So don’t say a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up call&lt;br /&gt;Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't you care about me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;She care about me? I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;Six foot tall...&lt;br /&gt;Came without a warning so I had to shoot him dead!&lt;br /&gt;He won't come around here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Come around here? I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would have bled to make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;You didn't need to treat me that way&lt;br /&gt;And now you beat me at my own game&lt;br /&gt;And now I find you sleeping soundly&lt;br /&gt;And your lover's screaming loudly&lt;br /&gt;I hear a sound and hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you needed love&lt;br /&gt;Well then ask for love&lt;br /&gt;Could have given love?&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m taking love&lt;br /&gt;And it’s not my fault&lt;br /&gt;Cause you both deserve&lt;br /&gt;What’s coming now&lt;br /&gt;So don’t say a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up call&lt;br /&gt;Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't you care about me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;She care about me? I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;Six foot tall...&lt;br /&gt;Came without a warning so I had to shoot him dead!&lt;br /&gt;He won't come around here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Come around here? I don't feel so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry darling&lt;br /&gt;Did I do the wrong thing?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Is his heart still beating?&lt;br /&gt;Woah oh ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up call&lt;br /&gt;Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't you care about me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;She care about me? I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;Six foot tall...&lt;br /&gt;Came without a warning so I had to shoot him dead!&lt;br /&gt;He won't come around here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Come around here? I don't feel so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up call&lt;br /&gt;Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't you care about me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;She care about me? I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;Six foot tall...&lt;br /&gt;Came without a warning so I had to shoot him dead!&lt;br /&gt;He won't come around here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Come around here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel so bad (Wake up call!)&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel so bad (Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed)&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel so bad (DonÂ’t you care about me anymore?)&lt;br /&gt;Care about me? I don’t feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up call&lt;br /&gt;Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Don't you care about me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HOskLZ-w3RA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HOskLZ-w3RA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-5653033691594313450?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/5653033691594313450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SMMcevvGRsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ro2GwiesyQ8/s72-c/maroon-5-it-wont-be-soon-before-long.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4692893057510577842</id><published>2008-09-06T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:54:14.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>COISAS QUE SÓ O MADEIRA FAZ POR VOCÊ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É muito bom dar um furo de reportagem (digamos assim).Flagras são deliciosamente cruéis.Nesse o nosso amigo Diego foi a vítima.Nothing more to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243060409841462530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SMMXqfCDrQI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2WZv_yNlnXg/s400/05-09-08_1140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Foto: Zé Paulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Reparem no celular rosa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4692893057510577842?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4692893057510577842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4692893057510577842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4692893057510577842'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4433168000072250694</id><published>2008-08-30T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:15:23.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SASIOC EUQ OÃN MEZAF ODITNES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;::: TUDO JUNTO SE ESCREVE SEPARADO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: SEPARADO SE ESCREVE TUDO JUNTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: PESSOAS GOSTAREM DE FORRÓ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: O PROFESSOR TIRAR O QUALITATIVO DE...0.1 PONTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: COLOCAR COISAS ABSURDAS NO ORKUT TIPO: CIDADE: BAGDÁ/PAÍS: BRASIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: FAZER UMA PROVA A MILHAS DE DISTÂNCIA DA SUA CIDADE ,MESMO NÃO SABENDO DE NADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: TORNAR UMA PROVA FACULTATIVA EM OBRIGATÓRIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: O TOPETE INDEFECTÍVEL DO APRESENTADOR DO PIAUÍ TV DA NOITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: O E-MAIL CRIADO PELO PROFº SAMMUEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: ALGUÉM ACHAR QUE A PONTE WALL FERRAZ É PONTO TURÍSTICO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: ACHAR QUE É MEXICANO AO PONTO DE TER BANDEIRA E JAQUETA DESSE PAÍS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: ENSINAR A FAZER ORIGAMI NO CURSO DE INGLÊS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: O DESPREZO DOS TELESPECTADORES EM RELAÇÃO À TV CULTURA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4433168000072250694?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4433168000072250694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4433168000072250694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4433168000072250694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4433168000072250694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/sasioc-euq-on-mezaf-oditnes.html' title='SASIOC EUQ OÃN MEZAF ODITNES'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4041132407649542348</id><published>2008-08-30T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T17:57:13.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A L G U M A S  C O I S A S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Eu sei que não é da minha conta,mas uma coisa me chamou atenção essa semana.O fato de o cantor (!?) Rick Martin ter alugado a barriga de sua prima para ter gêmeos.Não é estranho que um homem como ele ter feito isso? Para ele ter filhos é só apontar o dedo e escolher a mulher.Seria assim se...Se nada.Never Mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: A pseudo-novela Malhação deveria se chamar Malhacción.Por que? Vejamos o que já aconteceu com a mocinha Angelina: Sua verdadeira mãe a ofereceu pra adoção e foi adotada por uma mulher pobre.Anos mais tarde sua mãe adotiva morre devido a contaminação do bairro em que morava.Depois,ela descobre que o culpado pela contaminação era seu pai e que sua verdadeira mãe está de volta.Além do fato de sua maior inimiga ser (também) sua irmã.É ou não é uma novela mexicana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Não seria lindo se as pessoas tivessem a mesma atitude que dizem ter em seus blogs? Hein? Não entendeu? Clique: &lt;a href="http://sejamosfrancos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://sejamosfrancos.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Entendeu agora? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Amanhã tem ENEM.Salve-se quem puder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4041132407649542348?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4041132407649542348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4041132407649542348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4041132407649542348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4041132407649542348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/l-g-u-m-s-c-o-i-s-s.html' title='A L G U M A S  C O I S A S'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-30866059242199526</id><published>2008-08-30T13:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:07:29.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Supergrass-Alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uma música que quase todo o mundo já ouviu,mas pouca gente sabe o nome e nem de quem é.A música é um pouco antiga (deve ser de 94 ou 95) mas soa boa aos meus ouvidos,apesar de revelar a apreciação da maconha pelos seus integrantes.Gostando ou não a letra e o (ótimo)vídeo estão abaixo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='padding:3px; border:1px solid #FF6600; border-bottom:0px; width:310px'&gt;&lt;object width='310' height='259'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/UeaQStoNCno&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/UeaQStoNCno&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='310' height='259'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width='300' height='180'&gt;&lt;embed src='http://widget.lyricsmode.com/i/scroll2.swf?lid=118393&amp;speed=4' width='318' height='181' type='application/x-shockwave-flash'/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.lyricsmode.com' target='_blank'&gt;Song lyrics&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/s/supergrass/alright.html' target='_blank'&gt;Alright lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-30866059242199526?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/30866059242199526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=30866059242199526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/30866059242199526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/30866059242199526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/supergrass-alright.html' title='Supergrass-Alright'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-7647151777697041021</id><published>2008-08-23T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:06:58.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VMB-Web Hit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No dia 2 de outubro a MTV Brasil realiza o VMB que premia os melhores da música.Mas uma categoria me chamou atenção.A categoria que elege o vídeo mais engraçado da internet. Os candidatos estão abaixo.São hilários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A DRAG A GOZAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tAbXi9xpY-8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tAbXi9xpY-8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um pouco repetitivo.Mas a produção trash merece destaque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A GAGA DE ILHÉUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_XuQWCdOog&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_XuQWCdOog&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O mais engraçado.A combinação gagueira + imagens proporciona uma crise de riso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AS MENINAS DE INRI CRISTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l5FF4w6UkYM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l5FF4w6UkYM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito bom também.Esse é só um dos vídeos.Pasmem,isso não é uma paródia.Essas mulheres dedicam a vida à Inri Cristo,um tiozinho chileno que pensa que é...Jesus Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANÇA DO QUADRADO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ktgsn_G59os&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ktgsn_G59os&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um clássico.Mas os outros têm mais catuguria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANÇA DO CRÉU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dlMFTQirA44&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dlMFTQirA44&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa eu não entendi...&lt;br /&gt;Pra votar no VMB é no site: &lt;a href="http://mtv.uol.com.br/vmb2008/cat_artistadoano.html"&gt;http://mtv.uol.com.br/vmb2008/cat_artistadoano.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-7647151777697041021?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/7647151777697041021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=7647151777697041021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7647151777697041021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/7647151777697041021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/vmb-web-hit.html' title='VMB-Web Hit'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-171264513798660060</id><published>2008-08-23T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:40:50.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;As vezes tenho a sensação de que as coisas esquisitas acontecem perto de mim só pra eu ter o que escrever aqui.Pois bem,lá estava eu na parada de onibus chateado porque fiz uma péssima prova de Redação quando eu começo a prestar atenção numa cena: Um rapaz conversa alegremente com uma moça (muito atrativa e bem arrumada).Aí você me pergunta: E o Quico? O Quico é que ele estava com uma bolsa preta e branca a tiracolo enquanto conversava com sua amiga/namorada rindo aos montes.As pessoas na parada de onibus se entreolhavam e disfarçavam de vez em quando.O que isso significa? Nada.Mas não custava nada,se a intenção era ser educado,segurar a bolsa na mão.Se a idéia era experimentar a bolsa ele se satisfez.Essa é o tipo da gentileza que eu não faço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-171264513798660060?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/171264513798660060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=171264513798660060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/171264513798660060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/171264513798660060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-vezes-tenho-sensao-de-que-as-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-332262785652561092</id><published>2008-08-22T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:03:22.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Shadow Puppets-Standing Next to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SK83jjUdHEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hTyQVn2DiZw/s1600-h/20443067-20443068-slarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237465975571160130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SK83jjUdHEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hTyQVn2DiZw/s320/20443067-20443068-slarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Uma música joinha,joinha da recém formada dupla de indie rock The Last Shadow Puppets.Alex Turner e Miles Kane (com uma pequena ajuda da Orquestra Metropolitana de Londres) detonam não só nessa música,mas no álbum inteiro.Enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Want her, have her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two years have gone now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I can't relate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the never-ending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Games that you play&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As desire passes through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you're openTo the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is standing next to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is standing next to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The one you fell for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Makes it seem juvenile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you'll laugh at yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again and again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll drink to the thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She'll remember you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is standing next to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is standing next to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is standing next to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is standing next to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is standing next to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is standing next to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Want her, have her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two years have gone now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I can't relate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1200609765741110441</id><published>2008-08-17T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:18:56.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sábado a Tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nos próximos quatro meses minhas tardes de sábado e algumas manhãs de domingo serão ocupadas num curso preparatório para o vestibular.Chegar lá não foi uma das tarefas mais fáceis.Meu xará e colega de classe,Ricardo Melo,falou que era bem perto da Av. Miguel Rosa.Só dez minutos.Como diz o grande filósofo,Rodrigo Calland,nunca se envolva! Era bem longe da parada de ônibus.Depois da Av.Barão de Castelo Branco.Mas não é uma distância "incaminhável".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chegando lá,me senti o Bono Vox em visita à África.Fui muito bem tratado pelo profº Glúbio e seus pais.Mas a surpresa da tarde foi o fato de a Michelly ser a profª de Redação.Foi dose! A outra surpresa era que ela se garantia na disciplina.A aula dela foi muito boa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Interessante também foi a idéia dela chamar seu primo,que é Policial Federal,para nos explicar a Lei Seca (inclusive nos seus termos mais técnicos).Discordei mais do que concordei com ele.Não gostei da sua prepotência e da suas opiniões tendenciosas.Quem aquele homenzinho de um metro e meio e cabelo partido no meio pensa que é para dizer que tudo é culpa da imprensa? Ah,o céu é azul? É a imprensa...Lamentável.Quando falei que optei por Jornalismo no Vestibular ele me mandou ter cuidado.Eu pensei: Tenha cuidado você,por que eu vou ser jornalista e a primeira coisa que eu vou investigar é a Polícia Federal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Concordei quando ele disse que um ano na vida da gente não é nada.Somos ainda muito jovens.Fedemos a leite.Teremos muitas oportunidades na vida e se não passarmos dessa vez,o Vestibular do ano que vem estará esperando por nós de braços abertos,claro,se nos dedicarmos de verdade a ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rodapé&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como algumas pessoas se prestam ao papel de sair de casa num sábado a tarde,pra assistir aula,e vão bater papo? É lamentável.Pra eles.Pena que não são meus concorrentes.Seriam três a menos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1200609765741110441?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1200609765741110441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1200609765741110441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1200609765741110441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1200609765741110441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/sbado-tarde.html' title='Sábado a Tarde'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6399107136112263579</id><published>2008-08-10T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:30:27.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As 50 Maiores Pérolas de Galvão Bueno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJ5uCTgjbaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/8GZAuX2gBeY/s1600-h/144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232740802926701986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJ5uCTgjbaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/8GZAuX2gBeY/s200/144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FUTEBOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) Bem amigos da Rede Globo. Estamos aqui em BUENOS AIRES, no EQUADOR... (Onde ???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) O estádio tem esse nome (Zerão) porque fica situado bem no TRÓPICO DE CÂNCER, que divide o Hemisfério Sul do Hemisfério Norte. Onde será que foi o gol? Na parte sul ou na parte norte? (Sim, e a LINHA DO EQUADOR divide o Equador em leste e oeste)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) Vai ser o primeiro torneio oficialmente oficializado pela FIFA. (Ah, bom. Então assim, sim) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) O POTENCIAL ENERGÉTICO do Palestra Itália (Estadio do Palmeiras) esta reduzido a sua metade (Que será que ele quis dizer?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) Alô Maceió!!!... Ou qualquer outra cidade, tirando São Paulo. (Não precisa tentar ser simpático, narra o jogo e pronto) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6) Nessa tarde de Fla-Flu, Flamengo e Fluminense estarão entrando em campo daqui a pouco... (Ufa! E o cara da portaria ainda tentou me enganar, dizendo que esse Fla-Flu era entre Santos e Cruzeiro) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7) São as duas maiores torcidas do mundo (Flamengo e Corinthians). E digo mais, no Rio, poucos podem se orgulhar de ter uma torcida tão grande quando a do Flamengo (É...! Acho que a torcida da Matonense deve ser maior no Rio...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8- Foi pro chão e caiu ! (não necessariamente nesta mesma ordem) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9) Ah! Eles estão grampeando a cabeça dele. Tomara que seja algum tipo de grampo cirúrgico... (Depende, se for o Valdir Papel, pode ser grampo normal mesmo) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10) O time catarinense tem que vencer, pra lutar pela sul-americana, ja que o jogo é la em FIGUEIRENSE (O time que ele se refere deve ser o Florianópolis) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11) É meu amigo, Brasil e Argentina é sempre Brasil e Argentina (Mentira! Semana passada eu vi um Brasil e Argentina contra o Japão) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12) Brasil tá meio mal no jogo, mas eles estão jogando pra fazer gol! (Ainda bem!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13) Os Chineses agora estão todos torcendo contra o Brasil (Não acho. Só pq a seleção deles está jogando contra a nossa. Isso é preconceito) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14) Agora o Brasil tem que correr atrás do PREJUÍZO (No prejuízo já tá, tem que correr atrás do lucro) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15) Há 40 anos o Santos não faz gols no Corinthians em finais de Campeonatos Paulistas, jogando no Pacaembu, com o Corinthians saindo ganhando. (Se analisar direitinho, deve fazer 40 anos que essa combinação não acontece) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16) Se o Brasil acertar todos os ataques e ficar bem na defesa, ele ganha. (Por que ele não virou técnico ainda?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17) Agora tem que colocar o coração na ponta da chuteira! (Se depois de um chute der um ataque cardíaco, eu não me responsabilizo) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18- Sinceramente, temo pelo final desse jogo (desce lá e rouba o apito do juiz) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19) O juiz vai dar 3 minutos mais de jogo, vamos aos 49... (Esse fugiu da escola) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20) Nós estamos muito preocupados, mas é preciso ficar bem claro para o espectador da Rede Globo que se a bola não entrar, não é gol. (Alguém não tava entendendo pq tava zero a zero?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;21) O jogo só acaba quando termina (...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;22) Depois da derrota, o pior resultado é o empate. (E depois do empate, o pior é a vitória, certo?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;23) Mas esses dois times são muito fortes. São Paulo e Tigres é um clássico. (É, eu lembro que na última vez que eles se enfrentaram... Ih! eles nunca se enfrentaram antes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;24) O gol saiu na hora certa! (Provavelmente foi durante o jogo. Imagina se saísse só depois do fim do jogo...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;25) O Dida gosta de pegar pênalti. (Gosta nada... Olha a cara dele, nem comemora...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;26) Não dá para fazer 2 gols ao mesmo tempo (Gênio) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;27) O Santos perdeu DAQUI A POUCO na Arena da Baixada! (Vidente) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;28- Adriano e Sorin vão na mesma bola! (Os outros 20 jogadores devem estar com uma bola cada um) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;29) O Adriano tá com uma disposição, correndo o campo todo, parece um LEÃO ENJAULADO. (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;30) Chutou com a perna que não era a dele. (Devolve agora...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;31) O juiz mora aqui do lado, no Uruguai. Se ele apitar mal, vai todo mundo ligar pra casa dele. (Isso, passa o número agora) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;32) Quando eu falar Rodrigo, interpretem Roger (É código?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;33) Esse Gonzales tem idade pra ser pai do Robinho. Tá com 32 anos e o Robinho tem (a partir daqui ele começa a falar mais devagar, meio pensando na besteira que está dizendo) vinte e um...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;34) É duro pro goleiro jogar com o campo molhado, porque a bola quando bate na água ganha velocidade! (Funciona bem assim mesmo. Eu tinha um primo na África que queria uma bola, aí eu fui na praia e chutei uma bola no mar. Não é que ela chegou pra ele lá em menos de 30 minutos !?! Sério, foi batendo na água e ganhando velocidade.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;35) O Brasil correu o risco de sofrer NOVAMENTE o segundo gol. (Aí não tem problema... o problema é se fosse o terceiro) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;36) GOOOOOL! Éééééééé do SÃO CAETANOOOOOO! (Final da Copa do Brasil 2004, no Maracanã, primeiro gol do SANTO ANDRÉ sobre o Flamengo) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;37) Olha lá o Péricles Chamusca orientando o time. (O Chamusca tava suspenso e era o auxiliar que estava no banco) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;38- O juiz marca falta dentro da área... será que foi pênalti, Arnaldo? (Não, foi tiro livre direto, sem barreira, daquela marquinha redonda, na grande área) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;39) E André Heller Afasta o perigo (O nome do zagueiro do Flamengo é Fabiano Eller, e o André Heller joga Vôlei.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;40) - Graaande zagueiro esse Ayala! - Ele só tem 1,77m, Galvão... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;41) - Qual o STATUS do jogo, Falcão? - É, Galvão, o Brasil precisa tomar muito cuidado porque o Peru tá crescendo e começando a entrar pelas costas da defesa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;VÔLEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;42) A Seleção de Cuba gosta de jogar na frente no placar (Por que será?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;43) E Gustavo sobe sozinho para o bloqueio individual! (Onde estavam os outros pra ajudá-lo no bloqueio individual?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;44) Uma bela paralela cruzada (O QUÊ???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;45) E os jogadores estão entrando em CAMPO. (Mostra o campo então, não a QUADRA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FÓRMULA 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;46) Na Hungria, quando tem nuvem assim no céu, é sinal que vai chover (Só lá?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;47) Luz vermelha, lá vem a verde! (Que verde? Na Fórmula 1, para largar, as luzes vermelhas se apagam, e eles partem!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;48- Rapaz, o Montoya passou a menos de 0,5 cm do carro do Shumacher... se é que existe menos de 0,5 cm. (Dêem uma régua para ele) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;49) Amigo, aqui não está só chovendo, está caindo água! (UAU! Que coisa impressionante!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A MELHOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;50) E depois do jogo, assistam a mais um capítulo inédito de "VALE A PENA VER DE NOVO".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6399107136112263579?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6399107136112263579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6399107136112263579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6399107136112263579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6399107136112263579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-50-maiores-prolas-de-galvo-bueno.html' title='As 50 Maiores Pérolas de Galvão Bueno'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJ5uCTgjbaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/8GZAuX2gBeY/s72-c/144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-166356551497957184</id><published>2008-08-09T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:37:24.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Papo de Macho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJ3VjXzSyWI/AAAAAAAAANI/WH7EM1-gd58/s1600-h/chuck-norris-0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232573145735678306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJ3VjXzSyWI/AAAAAAAAANI/WH7EM1-gd58/s200/chuck-norris-0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nessa manhã de sábado fui desbloquear o celular da minha mãe no Centro.Como tenho dois ouvidos e apenas uma boca,fiquei calado e observei a conversa de dois marmanjos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Rapaz,hoje eu vou cortar o cabelo e marcar a manicure pra terça-feira.Tô precisando dar um trato...Vou aproveitar e fazer uma limpeza de pele também.Fica bem limpinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Eita...faz tempo que eu não faço limpeza de pele...Tô precisando de uma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E AÍ? SIGNIFICA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-166356551497957184?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/166356551497957184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=166356551497957184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/166356551497957184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/166356551497957184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/papo-de-macho.html' title='Papo de Macho'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJ3VjXzSyWI/AAAAAAAAANI/WH7EM1-gd58/s72-c/chuck-norris-0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8386276235818883200</id><published>2008-08-08T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:02:00.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluorescent Adolescent-Artic Monkeys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJ0Hufe7rHI/AAAAAAAAANA/VIAYk1ZHQxU/s1600-h/artic-monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232346837381000306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJ0Hufe7rHI/AAAAAAAAANA/VIAYk1ZHQxU/s200/artic-monkeys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu (re)descobri Artic Monkeys recentemente.É uma ótima e britânica banda.Pra ter uma idéia o vocalista da banda Alex Turner foi considerado por uma revista inglesa como a pessoa mais cool(legal/moderno) do mundo.Ele também tem um projeto com outro cantor chamado de "The Last Shadow Puppets",que também é mara...Mas isso será tratado em outro post.Se você não tem afinidade com inglês,terá dificuldade em acompanhar a música.Enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You used to get it in your fishnets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now you only get it in your night dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Landed in a very common crisis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything's in order in a black hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing seems as pretty as the past though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That Bloody Mary's lacking her Tabasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember when he used to be a rascal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh that boy's a slag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The best you ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The best you ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is just a memory and those dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weren't as daft as they seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not as daft as they seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My love when you dreamed them up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Flicking through a little book of sex tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember when the boys were all electric?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now when she tells she's gonna get it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clinging to not getting sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Said she wasn't going but she went still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Likes a gentlemen to not be gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was it a mecca dobber or a betting pencil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh that boy's a slag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The best you ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The best you ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is just a memory and those dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weren't as daft as they seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My love when you dream them up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Flo, where did you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where did you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where did you go? Woah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Falling about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You took a left off Last Laugh Lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You just sounded it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're not coming back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Falling about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You took a left off Last Laugh Lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You just sounded it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're not coming back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You used to get it in your fishnets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now you only get it in your night dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Started all the naughty nights with niceness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Landed in a very common crisis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything's in order in a black hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything was pretty in the past though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That Bloody Mary's lacking in tabasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember when he used to be a rascal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ótimo clip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ma9I9VBKPiw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ma9I9VBKPiw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8386276235818883200?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8386276235818883200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8386276235818883200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8386276235818883200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8386276235818883200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/fluorescent-adolescent-artic-monkeys.html' title='Fluorescent Adolescent-Artic Monkeys'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJ0Hufe7rHI/AAAAAAAAANA/VIAYk1ZHQxU/s72-c/artic-monkeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8402977880942905988</id><published>2008-08-08T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:27:18.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Tarde da noite, já estavam deitados, quando...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MULHER : Se eu morresse você casava outra vez?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARIDO: Claro que não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MULHER : Não?! Não por quê?! Não gosta de estar casado? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARIDO: Claro que gosto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MULHER: Então por que é que não casava de novo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARIDO: Está bem, casava...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MULHER: (com um olhar magoado) Casava?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARIDO: Casava. Só porque foi bom com você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MULHER : E dormiria com ela na nossa cama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARIDO: Onde é que você queria que nós dormíssemos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MULHER: E substituiria as minhas fotografias por fotografias dela?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARIDO : É natural que sim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MULHER: E ela ia usar o meu carro?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARIDO: Não. Ela não dirige...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MULHER: !!!! (silêncio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARIDO : ( em pensamento ) F.u.d.e.u !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;MORAL DA HISTÓRIA: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JAMAIS&lt;/span&gt; prolongue um assunto com uma mulher...apenas abane a cabeça ou diga 'A-HAM' ou 'HUM-HUM'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fonte: afastador.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8402977880942905988?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8402977880942905988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8402977880942905988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8402977880942905988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8402977880942905988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/conversa.html' title='Conversa...'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8488956208950761727</id><published>2008-08-08T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:29:26.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nohtas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;::: Quantos dias sem postar...Não faltou assunto,e sim tempo.Provas,provas e mais provas.Então,vamos começar com a bagaça...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bairrismo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Por que a imprensa do Piauí fala: "A Sarah Menezes vai trazer a medalha pro Piauí"? Que eu saiba as medalhas são contabilizadas por países,não por estados.Temos que torcer não só pela Sarah,mas por todos os brasileiros que estão na Olimpíada.Só pra me gabar,ela é praticamente minha vizinha...lol...Eu pego ônibus com a mãe dela...\º/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olimpíadas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Vocês já repararam que alguns repórteres falam Olímpiadas ao invés de Olímpiada? Que eu saiba só se realiza uma de cada vez.E a que está acontecendo é a de Pequim.É isso.Se querem falar no plural por que não falam Jogos Olímpicos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Favorita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Flora (Patrícia Pillar) nunca me enganou.Seria muito óbvio que a Donatela (Claúdia Raia)fosse a assassina do carinha lá (?).Mas eu nunca pensei que ela fosse aquela ordinária.Parabéns,Flora.Você não vale nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bonde do Rolê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Já ouviu falar de Bonde do Rolê? Não?! Sorte sua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Visitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Obrigado pelas visitas...Principalmente,a do André-san,que tem um blog ótimo sobre TV (&lt;a href="http://tele-visao.zip.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://tele-visao.zip.net/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). Leitura obrigatória nos sábados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confusão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Minha mãe é ótima...Confunde KLB com NX Zero.Mas sabe que no fundo,no fundo,é a mesma coisa? É tudo muito ruim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bem,é só isso.Comentem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8488956208950761727?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8488956208950761727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8488956208950761727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8488956208950761727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8488956208950761727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/nohtas.html' title='Nohtas'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6340376481332512989</id><published>2008-08-08T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:56:20.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Como Diferenciar Um Emo de um Clubber</title><content type='html'>&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="400" width="560" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="14817"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="10583"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.drpepper.com.br/swf/0230_emo_clubber.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.drpepper.com.br/swf/0230_emo_clubber.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.drpepper.com.br/swf/0230_emo_clubber.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6340376481332512989?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6340376481332512989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6340376481332512989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6340376481332512989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6340376481332512989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/como-diferenciar-um-emo-de-um-clubber.html' title='Como Diferenciar Um Emo de um Clubber'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4558159832686790827</id><published>2008-08-03T15:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:25:38.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Netiqueta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interessantes essas dicas.As vezes fujo à essas regras,mas no geral acho que sigo a netiqueta.Alguns tópicos importantes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Evitar enviar mensagens EXCLUSIVAMENTE EM MAIÚSCULAS ou grifos exagerados. Se bem empregadas, as maiúsculas podem ajudar a destacar, mas em excesso, a prática é compreendida como se você estivesse gritando, podendo causar irritação ou fazer com que o interlocutor se sinta ofendido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De maneira geral, procure não usar recursos de edição de texto, como cores, tamanho da fonte, tags especiais, etc, em excesso. Use-os, como explicado no item acima, para destacar palavras e expressões importantes, nunca para dar destaque injustificado à mensagem como um todo (mesmo que sua mensagem possua apenas três palavras). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Evite enviar mensagens curtas em várias linhas. Além de ser maléfico à rede como um todo, causa bastante irritação. Escreva uma frase completa e envie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caso escreva um texto muito longo, deixe uma linha em branco em algumas partes do texto, paragrafando-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Dessa maneira, o texto ficará mais organizado e fácil de ler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ninguém é obrigado a usar a norma culta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, mas use um mínimo de pontuação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Ler um texto sem pontuação, principalmente quando ele é grande, gera desconforto, e, além disso, as chances dele ser mal interpretado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;são muitas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enquanto estiver numa conversa em programas de mensagem instantênea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, nunca corte (interrompa) o assunto tratado pela outra pessoa, isso é extremamente desagradável. Se a pessoa enviar uma mensagem e você enviar outra completamente diferente, ela ficará sem saber se você leu ou ignorou a mensagem que ela enviou. Pelo menos escreva algo para confirmar que leu a mensagem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ainda sobre conversas em programas de mensagem instantânea, evite ao máximo usar emoticons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; de letras, palavras e coisas do gênero, isso torna a leitura das mensagens muito difícil e confusa, devido ao tempo que precisamos esperar pra que esses emoticons sejam carregados e à irregularidade nos tamanhos e cores. Emoticons expressam emoções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, e não palavras, procure usá-los fora das mensagens escritas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fonte: Wikipédia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4558159832686790827?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4558159832686790827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4558159832686790827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4558159832686790827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4558159832686790827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/netiqueta.html' title='Netiqueta'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4361260891656845633</id><published>2008-08-03T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:14:38.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quê?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quando a gente pensa que já viu tudo (em matéria de música,nesse caso) vem uma coisa para nos surpreender.Estou falando da versão em espanhol da música The Dark of the Matinee,do Franz Ferdinand,cantada pelo grupo cubano Buena Vista Social Club.Misturaram bolero e salsa numa música indie.Ficou mais estranho que um macaco de batom.Não preste atenção no vídeo abaixo apenas ouça a canção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b8cRHfsE1lE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b8cRHfsE1lE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4361260891656845633?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4361260891656845633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4361260891656845633&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4361260891656845633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4361260891656845633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/08/qu.html' title='Quê?!'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-312797297414135730</id><published>2008-07-31T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:05:22.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;31 de julho é uma data muito especial.Não só por ser o Dia Mundial do Orgasmo,mas por ser o meu aniversário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eu não sou considerado uma pessoa boa se você me comparar com a Madre Teresa de Calcutá.Nem sou mau se me compararem ao Osama Bin Laden.Não sou gordo se me compararem com o Jô Soares.Nem magro se me compararem à uma agulha de crochet.Não sou culto se me botarem ao lado do Arnaldo Jabor.Mas sou mais inteligente que a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watermelon Woman&lt;/span&gt;.O que eu estou querendo dizer é que sou uma pessoa mediana.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NÃO MEDÍOCRE,PELAMORDEDEUS...&lt;/span&gt;Não que ser medíocre seja o pior dos defeitos.Aliás,a mediocridade é uma meta  a ser atingida por uma dúzia de pessoas que conheço.Voltando,fazendo uma analogiabem simples eu sou aquele cara que faz uma figuração na vida real.Eu sou reservado,não esquisito,estranho,isolado ou outras coisas que já ouvi.Sou assim por que fui uma criança adulta.E,atualmente,sou um adolescente (odeio essa palavra) idoso.Espero que eu não seja um adulto-defunto.Oxalá que não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alguns dizem que sou arrogante,ignorante.Isso é coisa de gente idiota que não sabe identificar a tênue linha que separa a prepotência da ironia e do sarcasmo.Mas eu não ligo.O importante é ser lembrado.Uma pena que onde que eu vá meu temperamanto é mal interpretado.Eu não me orgulho de não falar com três colegas de classe.Porém isso não me abala.Indiferença é a melhor coisa que se pode oferecer a essas pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quero deixar claro que esse texto era para me vangloriar.Mas definitivamente eu não sei fazer isso.Nem tenho auto-estima para isso.Bom é isso.Odeio fazer aniversário.Mas a saída para isso eu morrer,coisa que eu não quero que aconteça comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Feliz aniversário para mim.Eu mereço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-312797297414135730?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/312797297414135730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=312797297414135730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/312797297414135730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/312797297414135730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/eu.html' title='EU'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4589563264643265530</id><published>2008-07-30T14:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:56.157-03:00</updated><title type='text'>YELLOWCARD-LIGHT UP THE SKY</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228881472959210962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJC3_vBa5dI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GFcedo6s3SY/s200/yellowcard-paper-walls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ótima música do Yellowcard.Aliás,é uma das únicas que prestam.Mas a letra é meio esquisita...Enfim,está na ótima trilha sonora de Malhação.Enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Your making choice to live like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;And all of the noise,I Am Silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;We already know how it ends tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;You run in the dark through a firefight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;And I would explode just to save your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Yeah I would explode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Light it up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me tell you why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I would die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I can't find a wall to pin this to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Their all coming down since i've found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I just wanna be where you are tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I run in the dark looking for some light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;And how will we know if we just don't try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;We won't ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Light it up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me tell you why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I would die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Light it up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me make this mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I'll ignite for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Just for you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me help you fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Cause you won't have time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Cover your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Get your disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;They won't ask you why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;They just watch you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;And it's still so hard to be who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;So you play this part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;And the show goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;But you've come this far with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Yeah you've come this far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;And you're broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Light it up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me tell you why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I would die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Light it up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me make this mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I'll ignite for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I'll ignite for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Light it up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me tell you why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;I would die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;And it's still so hard to be who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;But you've come this far with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;And it's still so hard to be who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;But you've come this far with a broken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Let me light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Veja a tradução da música: (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/yellowcard/1036722/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://letras.terra.com.br/yellowcard/1036722/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clipe da música (não é muito bom):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZj-0nHmtuM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZj-0nHmtuM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4589563264643265530?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4589563264643265530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4589563264643265530&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4589563264643265530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4589563264643265530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/yellowcard-light-up-sky.html' title='YELLOWCARD-LIGHT UP THE SKY'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SJC3_vBa5dI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GFcedo6s3SY/s72-c/yellowcard-paper-walls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6164061257174764797</id><published>2008-07-26T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:49:25.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto-Hajimete Kimi to shabereta</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/On_zL26U1Jk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/On_zL26U1Jk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TÔ EMOCIONADO...CONSEGUI COLOCAR UM VÍDEO...APROVEITE...VIVA NARUTO...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6164061257174764797?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6164061257174764797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6164061257174764797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6164061257174764797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6164061257174764797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Naruto-Hajimete Kimi to shabereta'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6612643533736616018</id><published>2008-07-25T23:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:56.379-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu Nome Não é Johnny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIqaqLJBcfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HVQlcaqt1MM/s1600-h/3260-2007-11-21-14_48_44_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227160366852698610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIqaqLJBcfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HVQlcaqt1MM/s200/3260-2007-11-21-14_48_44_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bem,difícil saber por onde começar a falar de um filme tão genial quanto esse.Principalmente,quando um filme,que tem como meta ser medíocre,como Tropa de Elite é ovacionado pela opinião pública.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;É baseado em fatos reais,e conta a história de João Guilherme Estrela que virou uma espécie de traficante light da Zona Sul do Rio de Janeiro em meados da década de 90.Pode até ser incoerente,mas João não usava armas,nem era agressivo.Era muito inteligente e sem-noção.Isso fica claro quando ele vai para a Europa e o traficante lhe diz: "A minha meta é ganhar 1 milhão de dólares." Ele retruca: "A minha meta é torrar 1 milhão de dólares".Genial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Destaque para a ótima trilha sonora e para as interpretações de Selton Mello(mil vezes melhor que Wagner Moura,como o João Estrela),Cássia Kiss (a juíza do crime) e Rafaela Mandelli (amiga de João.Tá na novela dos Mutantes...aff).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Enfim,Meu Nome Não É Johnny é um ótimo que deveria ter feito mais barulho.Poderia ter exibição obrigatória nas escolas.É mais que um filme.É quase uma lição de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6612643533736616018?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6612643533736616018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6612643533736616018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6612643533736616018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6612643533736616018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/meu-nome-no-johnny.html' title='Meu Nome Não é Johnny'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIqaqLJBcfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HVQlcaqt1MM/s72-c/3260-2007-11-21-14_48_44_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1077927554635502527</id><published>2008-07-25T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:56.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Na Casa do Primo (desculpem o post restritamente pessoal)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Na quinta-feira fui visitar meu primo que reside no Bairro Matadouro.Foram horas divertidas.Ele é bem peculiar.Bem seu nome é em homenagem à meu pai,João Alberto.Mans,ao invés de ter o nome Sobrinho no final tem II (Segundo).E é de Segundo que todos o chamam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Ele tem apenas 12 anos.Mas é bem mais alto que eu.Deve ter 1,80.Só pra constar,o anormal deve ser ele.Sim,pois posso ser magro,mas não sou tãaaaaaao baixinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Ele disse que pareço com a girafa do filme Madagascar.Não assisti ao filme.Queria saber até que ponto isso é verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Mostrou-me um anime muito particular: Bokusatsu Tenshi Dokuro-Chan.É sobre uma anja que vem com a missão de matar (?) um menino que no futuro vai virar um pedófilo (loli-con) e criar um mundo com mulheres de no máximo 12 anos e que nunca morreriam.Mas o fato é que Dokuro-Chan (a anja) acaba se afeiçoando por Sakura-khan(o candidato a pedófilo).O engraçado é que de fato Dokuro-Chan mata Sakura-khan várias vezes num mesmo episódio.Ma sempre o ressuscita com a maior naturalidade.Ela taca (desculpe a palavra esquisita) um instrumento de aço em sua cabeça e começa jorrar sangue aos litros.Curioso, é que o anime de inocente não tem nada.São comuns as cenas em que as meninas se oferecem a Sakura-khan e as calcinhas delas que sempre dão o jeito de aparecer.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIqXz10-kYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WAyXtS1SgkY/s1600-h/bokusatsutenshidokurochan_front_shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227157234395287938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIqXz10-kYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WAyXtS1SgkY/s200/bokusatsutenshidokurochan_front_shadow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Veja a abertura do anime.Preste atenção na tradução da música: &lt;a href="http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=buF3wH9f8-4&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.orkut.com.br/FavoriteVideoView.aspx?uid=14674046998281519258&amp;amp;ad=1216935779"&gt;http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=buF3wH9f8-4&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.orkut.com.br/FavoriteVideoView.aspx?uid=14674046998281519258&amp;amp;ad=1216935779&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1077927554635502527?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1077927554635502527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1077927554635502527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1077927554635502527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1077927554635502527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-primo.html' title='Na Casa do Primo (desculpem o post restritamente pessoal)'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIqXz10-kYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WAyXtS1SgkY/s72-c/bokusatsutenshidokurochan_front_shadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-2599095456082540792</id><published>2008-07-22T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:56.671-03:00</updated><title type='text'>KEANE-SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIYcPCfEXAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8WZ7jvF-OUM/s1600-h/6a00d83451b01d69e200e54f5383068834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225895462300834818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIYcPCfEXAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8WZ7jvF-OUM/s200/6a00d83451b01d69e200e54f5383068834-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Essa música da banda britânica Keane,é romântica e até piegas.Mas eu gosto.Fazer o quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tradução da música: &lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/keane/112300/"&gt;http://letras.terra.com.br/keane/112300/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clip britânico: &lt;a href="http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=hmXY2MSrguE"&gt;http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=hmXY2MSrguE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clip americano: &lt;a href="http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=ukhaGodXpI0"&gt;http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=ukhaGodXpI0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I walked across an empty land&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I knew the pathway like the back of my hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt the earth beneath my feet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sat by the river and it made me complete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! Simple thing where have you gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I came across a fallen tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt the branches of it looking at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this the place, we used to love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this the place that I've been dreaming of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! Simple thing where have you gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm getting old and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need something to rely on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm getting tired and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need somewhere to begin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So If you have a minute why don't we go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking about that somewhere only we know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why don't we go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Somewhere only we know)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! Simple thing where have you gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm getting old and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need something to rely on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tell me when you gonna let me in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm getting tired and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need somewhere to begin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So If you have a minute why don't we go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking about that somewhere only we know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why don't we go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why don't we go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why don't we go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-2599095456082540792?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/2599095456082540792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=2599095456082540792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2599095456082540792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/2599095456082540792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/keane-somewhere-only-we-know.html' title='KEANE-SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIYcPCfEXAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8WZ7jvF-OUM/s72-c/6a00d83451b01d69e200e54f5383068834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4199552697169794752</id><published>2008-07-20T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:45:41.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NoThAs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: A campanha que a construtora Boa Vista está fazendo tem como slogan: "O melhor do Piauí" (ou qualquer coisa parecida).E sabe quem estrela essa campanha? Gyselle Soares(Quem?).Eu até me sinto ofendido com isso.A Gyselle sacode é o melhor do Piauí...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::: E hoje é o Dia do Amigo.Nem lembrava até que recebi uma mensagem de texto.Feliz Friend's Day pra you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Pelas barbas do profeta...Achei o blog da minha ex-professora de inglês polonesa.Muito interessante.Não tive coragem de comentar com medo de cometer algum erro de inglês (já que o blog é escrito nessa língua).O endreço é o seguinte:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://sabendoquasetudo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://sabendoquasetudo.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::: Morre uma das maiores comediantes da história deste país e um dos mais antigos seres humanos da história deste planeta. Acho que a Dona Morte cansou de aparecer na casa dela e ser chamada de Filha da Puta. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comentário do Rafinha Bastos,do CQC.Convenhamos,uma pessoa que morre com 101 anos fez muita coisa na vida.Não sei por que esse furor todo com a morte de Dercy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Retificando.Não tenho R$ 80,00 para comprar meu celular.Tenho R$ 85,85.Um número quase místico.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::: "Quero pegar todos os emos do mundo,encher de porrada e depois matá-los um a um."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brandon Flowers,vocalista do Killers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bem...perdeu uma grande oportunidade de ficar calado.Emos são seres abaixo do que se pode chamar de humanos mas não se pode sair falando essas coisas por aí.Estamos em tempos politicamente corretos.Bad trip.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4199552697169794752?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4199552697169794752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4199552697169794752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4199552697169794752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4199552697169794752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothas_20.html' title='NoThAs'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3280691238113346470</id><published>2008-07-20T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:27:32.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Discordando do Professor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vou escrever sobre uma das coisas que mais acontecem no meu dia-dia.Discordar de um professor.Pois bem.Não é que o Alisson disse que Nordeste não é a Região Problema do País indo de encontro ao que o livro de Geografia explanava?Se o Nordeste não é isso,o que é?Uma região pobre,atrasada,com taxas de analfabetismo e mortalidade infantil lá em cima pra mim só pode ser uma região problemática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Isso pra mim é aquele ufanismo regional repugnante.Estamos no Nordeste,o Nordeste é legal,o Nordeste é rico,o Nordeste é mara,o Nordeste é o diabo a quatro.Pelamordedeus...Isso é o fim.Dia desses minha mãe tava falando que a Ana Carolina era uma fresca porque não deixou que filmassem seu show no Piauí Pop.E que isso só aconteceu por que ela estava no Piauí.Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeraí...Com tanta pirataria,downloads ilegais ela está muito certa.Pensar que isso aconteceu por que ela estava no Piauí é complexo de inferioridade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Enfim,não adianta apenas fechar os olhos e sair dizendo que a nossa região é ótima sem enxergar os problemas.Nem adianta votar em políticos decentes e éticos que possam melhorar a situação por que eles não existem no Nordeste (e estão cada vez mais escassos no Brasil).Não temos nenhum Fernando Gabeira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sabe do mais? Não adianta fazer nada.A situação tá perdida.Agora é ter estômago pra aturar tudo isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3280691238113346470?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3280691238113346470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3280691238113346470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3280691238113346470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3280691238113346470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/discordando-do-professor.html' title='Discordando do Professor'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8088679716711423310</id><published>2008-07-19T10:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:56.820-03:00</updated><title type='text'>For Reasons Unknown-The Killers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIH_y9w2WqI/AAAAAAAAALs/0lpA_pBOxGc/s1600-h/g1836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224738293764479650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIH_y9w2WqI/AAAAAAAAALs/0lpA_pBOxGc/s200/g1836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;For Reasons Unknown é a quarta faixa do segundo álbum do The Killers (também conhecido como Sam's Town).A música fala,principalmente,dos estranhos efeitos que uma paixão pode causar no corpo.É também a música em que Brandon Flowers mais perde o fôlego!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pack my case, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I check my face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look a little bit older&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look a little bit colder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;With one deep breath, and one big step&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I move a little bit closer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I move a little bit closer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For reasons unknown...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I caught my stride, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I flew and flied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know if destiny's kind, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got the rest on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well my heart, it don't beat, it don't beat the way it used to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my eyes, they don't see you no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my lips, they don't kiss, they don't kiss the way they used to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my eyes don't recognize you no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For reasons unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For reasons unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was an open chair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We sat down in, the open chair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said if destiny's kind, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got the rest on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But my heart, it don't beat, it don't beat the way it used to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my eyes, they don't see you no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my lips, they don't kiss, they don't kiss the way they used to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my eyes don't recognize you at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For reasons unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For reasons unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said my heart, it don't beat, it don't beat the way it used to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my eyes, don't recognize you no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my lips, they don't kiss, they don't kiss the way they used to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my eyes don't recognize you no more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For reasons unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For reasons unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For reasons unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For reasons unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Veja a tradução da música: &lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/the-killers/843448/"&gt;http://letras.terra.com.br/the-killers/843448/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Veja o clip da música: &lt;a href="http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=T1dSkEHQCQU"&gt;http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=T1dSkEHQCQU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8088679716711423310?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8088679716711423310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8088679716711423310&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8088679716711423310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8088679716711423310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-reasons-unknown-killers.html' title='For Reasons Unknown-The Killers'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SIH_y9w2WqI/AAAAAAAAALs/0lpA_pBOxGc/s72-c/g1836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8269498155051280486</id><published>2008-07-17T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:29:24.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::: Pode até não parecer,mas as vezes tento não ser tão arrogante ou ignorante com as pessoas que convivo.Mas não dá.Chego de Belém,de onde passei três dias,fiz uma prova,fiquei num hotel (ambiente em que ão costumo frequentar) e a primeira coisa que minha tia pergunta é: "A comida lá era boa?".Será que não existe nada mais interessante para se perguntar?Fingi que não ouvi e falei alguma besteira com minha mãe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Férias tediosas.Nada para se fazer nessa cidade.Existem cinemas com filmes que não me agradam e as festas regadas a forró me dão ogeriza.Então,o que fazer? Esperar o dia das aulas recomeçarem e (argh!) colocar alguns assuntos em dia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::: Dica: perca sete minutos de sua vida escutando as músicas "Reapleceble" e "On Top" do The Killers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Bem,estou cansado de fingir que tenho o mínimo de auto-estima.Pronto.Falei.Não que eu queira me matar,ou que eu virei emo,não é nada disso.Só estou assumindo que não estou bem comigo mesmo em alguns aspectos.E é só isso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::: Estou muito curioso em saber qual o presente que Mariela está preparando para mim.Vindo dela,eu sei que será uma coisa boa.Mas eu quero saber o quê,o quanto antes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Vendo que não ganharei meu celular tão cedo,a partir de hoje,estou economizando dinheiro.Já tenho R$ 80,00.Não é muito,mas tenho que começar por alguma quantia.O que não pode acontecer é eu permanecer com aquele celular ridículo e obsoleto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8269498155051280486?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8269498155051280486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8269498155051280486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8269498155051280486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8269498155051280486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothas.html' title='Nothas'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-8049509827706779084</id><published>2008-07-15T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:51:46.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A FUGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As vezes precisamos quebrar um pouco as regras.Nada que possa preocupar/atrapalhar alguém.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Foi o caso de ontem.Estavámos sem perspectiva de jantar, e o Sr. Seiji nos dise para nos virarmos por aí.Então,Cléber,José e eu subimos pro quarto e procuaramos por alguma comida na lista telefônica.Nada achamos.José deu a idéia de irmos para ao shopping e comer alguma coisa lá.Não pedimos para o Seiji temendo a negação dele.Ou ele poderia estar dormindo (afinal já eram quase 21h).Então descemos,avisamos à reecepcionista e pegamos um táxi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O SHOPPING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;10 minutos depois estávamos no shopping Iguatemi.É enorme.São três andares cada um do tamanho do Teresina Shopping.Fomos para a praça de alimentação e comemos hambúrgueres do Giraffa's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Ontem era a inauguração da Claro aqui no Pará.No stand do Shopping havia "milhares" (exagero) de pessoas para garantir seu celular da operadora nova.Eu fiquei até com pena do funcionário da Vivo que via aquele alvoroço todo sem nenhum cliente na loja.Aí é que percebemos que quando temos novidades na nossa terra,elas já estão velhas em algum lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A volta pro Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Bem,na volta Cléber e José ficaram no computador ,enquanto eu decidi subir para ver o CQC.A última coisa de que me lembro do programa foi o Top Five.Cochilei.Acho que depois da meia-noite os caras chegaram dizendo que contaram pro Seiji que a gente tinha fugido.Ele não gostou,mas entendeu que estávamos com fome.Ele ficou chateado por que não contamos para ele.Mans,não houve bronca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A Entrevista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Ninguém conseguiu a tal nota de corte para passar para a entrevista.Mas o Seiji (influente que é) conseuguiu que os 6 primeiros fossem para essa etapa.Mauro,Carlos,Ian,Yang,Ivo e Richauleno (Riachuelo,como diz o Seiji) foram aprovados.A entrevista é hoje ás 14h00.Todos nós iremos acompanha-los.Voltaremos para Teresina hoje a noite.Até mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-8049509827706779084?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/8049509827706779084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=8049509827706779084&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8049509827706779084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/8049509827706779084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuga.html' title='A FUGA'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-433105334243647909</id><published>2008-07-14T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:37:30.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Previsões Confirmadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A prova foi mais ou menos do jeito que eu imaginava.Com a diferença de que foi um pouco pior.A de matemática estava irrespondível (mas eu respondi algumas coisas,claro).Fizeram o favor de cancelar a de História e a de Inglês estava num nível bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Daqui a pouco o Sr. Seiji falará quem vai e quem não vai para a entrevista.Não irei.Eu não sou idiota de achar que o meu rendimento será suficiente para passar para a próxima etapa.É bom ser realista para não se decepcionar.Sofre-se muito menos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Vou caçar alguma coisa pra fazer por aqui,tipo dormir,ler...E volto para Teresina City amanhã no ônibus de 20h30.Eu acho.Viajar é bom.Mas voltar pra casa é melhor ainda.Espero só voltar pra Belém pra fazer turismo.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WON'T TRY AGAIN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;Pense no nerd mais nerd que você já conheceu ou ouviu falar.Multiplique por 10.Eleve ao cubo.Pronto.Você pensou no Yang.Ele é mais nerd do que o Bill Gates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Amanda (única menina do grupo) já estudou no Mérito.Me disse que já foi aluna do Leandro,do C.César.Legal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-433105334243647909?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/433105334243647909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=433105334243647909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/433105334243647909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/433105334243647909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/previses-confirmadas.html' title='Previsões Confirmadas'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6858776001850810505</id><published>2008-07-13T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T14:52:33.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de Viagem-Parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Então,já falei da viajem,agora vou falar da chegada.A minha mala traduz todos os sentidos lexicógraficos da palavra.Um tormento.Ela simplesmente não me obedecia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Na recepção do hotel tratamos da divisão dos quartos.O Sr. Seiji,sempre muito econômico sugeriru que divídissemos os quartos em 3.Como a cama tem dois colchões alguém pegou um e colocou no chão.Simples e econômico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Descansei um pouco e desci para entrar na internet (que aqui no hotel é grátis! Yes!).Depois fui almoçar num restaurante japonês muito bom que tem aqui perto.Comi uns vegetais cozidos com aparência muito feia,porém muito bons.Ficamos lá quase duas horas.Na volta,passamos no Y.Yamada que é um supermercado enorme.Eu e meus colegas de quarto compramos suco,água e alguns salgadinhos.Voltamos e vim direto pro computador onde estou escrevendo esse texto agora.Espero que tenham gostado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pergunta: Por que os ônibus daqui são tão feios?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beijos para todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6858776001850810505?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6858776001850810505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6858776001850810505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6858776001850810505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6858776001850810505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/dirio-de-viagem-parte-2.html' title='Diário de Viagem-Parte 2'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-11919607906961799</id><published>2008-07-13T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T08:52:47.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A VIAGEM PARA BELÉM-PARTE 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tudo começou há uns três meses atrás quando numa tarde de sábado meu tio foi lá em casa me avisar de uma prova que iria acontecer de bolsas de estudo do governo japonês.Claro,topei o desafio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mas um noivo só se dá conta que vai casar quando sai pra comprar um smoking.Comigo foi a mesma coisa.A ficha acabou de cair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A viagem foi longa.15 intermináveis horas numa poltrona desconfortável e com um cara um tanto folgado do meu lado.A manta oferecida pela empresa de ônibus comparava-se a um capacho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Já to indo,vou estudar.Daqui a pouco eu posto mais.Ou não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-11919607906961799?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/11919607906961799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=11919607906961799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/11919607906961799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/11919607906961799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/viagem-para-belm-parte-1.html' title='A VIAGEM PARA BELÉM-PARTE 1'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-755023084764593843</id><published>2008-07-11T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T15:52:29.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressões Cachorras</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu não podeira deixar de ir sem esrever isso.Há muito tempo estava pensando nesse post e nunca escrevia.Lá vai:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME POUPE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Me poupe o quê? Me poupe por quê? Quem você pensa que é para ser poupado de alguma coisa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NÃO ACEITO NÃO COMO RESPOSTA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Então porque está perguntando? Você é algum ser superior ou divino que não deve ser contrariado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SE D'US* QUISER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Pode parecer estranho,mas essa expressão não me convence.Digamos que sou assaltado e alguém rouba meu celular novinho que comprei com todo esforço.Aí alguém diz: "Se D'us quiser você vai ter seu celular de volta."Isso quer dizer que existe a (grande) possibilidade de D'us querer que o celular fique com um bandido.Isso não faz sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VOCÊ NÃO SABE COM QUEM ESTÁ FALANDO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Precisa dizer alguma coisa? Até imagino um professor dizendo isso...LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CORTOU O CABELO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Olha,dependendo da pessoa eu digo: "Não,caiu mesmo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;* D'us não é erro de digitação.É a forma de escrever Deus no Trovadorismo,no Humanismo,sei lá...É só pra dar mais estilo mes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-755023084764593843?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/755023084764593843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=755023084764593843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/755023084764593843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/755023084764593843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/expresses-cachorras.html' title='Expressões Cachorras'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4050251795387692013</id><published>2008-07-11T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:57.068-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De Malas Prontas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SHe1jHKURMI/AAAAAAAAALk/B0E3rsJ3rZU/s1600-h/malas-viagem.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221841907781747906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SHe1jHKURMI/AAAAAAAAALk/B0E3rsJ3rZU/s320/malas-viagem.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esse blog foi atualizado excepcionalmente na sexta devido à minha viagem a Belém,amanhã.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Só pra constar,não estou animado com essa viagem,e eu nunca achei que eu fosse dizer isso,mas eu nunca quis tanto ficar em Teresina&lt;/span&gt;.Mas o que não me mata,me fortalece (clichê).Porém,se minhas previsões estiverem erradas e essa viagem der frutos ano que vem viajarei (viagem,viajarei...lol) pra um lugar muito mais longe que Belém.Pra um lugar que eu realmente quero ir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Até semana que vem,onde será publicado o diário da viagem e,se der,algumas fotos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CYA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S: Gente,eu sei que abusei da palavra viagem nesse texto,mas estou com preguiça de arrumar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4050251795387692013?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4050251795387692013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4050251795387692013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4050251795387692013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4050251795387692013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/viagem.html' title='De Malas Prontas'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SHe1jHKURMI/AAAAAAAAALk/B0E3rsJ3rZU/s72-c/malas-viagem.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6544816361797810892</id><published>2008-07-11T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T15:25:40.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Falcão barra ex-BBB Gyselle no palco do Rappa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Falcão, vocalista do Rappa, não permitiu que a ex-BBB Gyselle Soares, que está tentando se lançar como cantora, subisse ao palco da banda para dar uma canja. O show do Rappa aconteceu domingo, no Piauí, terra natal dela. "Gyselle não cabe no palco do Rappa. Somos muito espaçosos. Ela é pequena, mas não tem sentido ela dançar o tchan com a gente", alfinetou o vocalista do grupo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fonte: Folha Online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dançar o tchan? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quem essa Gyselle pensa que é pra cantar pra cantar com O Rappa? Ainda bem que existe capaz de colocá-la no seu devido lugar.Pronto falei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6544816361797810892?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6544816361797810892/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6544816361797810892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6544816361797810892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6544816361797810892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/falco-barra-ex-bbb-gyselle-no-palco-do.html' title='Falcão barra ex-BBB Gyselle no palco do Rappa'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-4966102809406552329</id><published>2008-07-05T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:57.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil Wears Prada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SHAee-3LYyI/AAAAAAAAALc/JhLul17xieU/s1600-h/Diabo_veste_Prada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219705485741744930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SHAee-3LYyI/AAAAAAAAALc/JhLul17xieU/s320/Diabo_veste_Prada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bem não existem boas locadoras no meu bairro,o bucólico (pra não dizer rural) Bela Vista,na Zona Sul.E há tempos eu estava querendo assistir a O Diabo Veste Prada.Então,resolvi baixar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Foi simplesmente ótimo.Tudo no filme é impecável,do figurino à trilha sonora.Retratou com realidade a crueldade no mundo da moda.Lembra um pouco a ótima série americana Ugly Betty (isso é assunto pra outro texto) o que é muito bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quando minha mãe começou a trabalhar na clínica (aonde está até hoje) viveu seus dias de Emily.Pensou em sair,mas persistiu.Apesar do final clichê,o filme passa bem essa imagem de perseverança.Ah...Também vou usar algumas tiradas de Miranda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-4966102809406552329?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/4966102809406552329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=4966102809406552329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4966102809406552329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/4966102809406552329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/devil-wears-prada.html' title='The Devil Wears Prada'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SHAee-3LYyI/AAAAAAAAALc/JhLul17xieU/s72-c/Diabo_veste_Prada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-3475136780954421410</id><published>2008-07-03T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:57.562-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ORIGINALIDADE É TUDO....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Capa da revista "Time" de setembro do ano passado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218887224809670450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SG02R7WaxzI/AAAAAAAAALI/-cCGzei2rgI/s320/capa%2520iPhone%2520Time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Capa da revista "Época" dessa semana:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218887675153322130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SG02sJAtkJI/AAAAAAAAALQ/C08IHHEKXRo/s320/capa%2520iPhone%2520Epoca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fonte: Kibeloco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-3475136780954421410?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/3475136780954421410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=3475136780954421410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3475136780954421410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/3475136780954421410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/07/originalidade-tudo.html' title='ORIGINALIDADE É TUDO....'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SG02R7WaxzI/AAAAAAAAALI/-cCGzei2rgI/s72-c/capa%2520iPhone%2520Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-6432062864878730570</id><published>2008-06-29T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:27:43.461-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Vou Fazer o Quê!? Eu Vou Mentir !?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fui assistir a uma aula preparatória para as provas de Belém.A professora de inglês faltou (tava sem voz),mas o professor de matemática compareceu.Trabalha no Dom Barreto,na UFPI profissional muito requisitado (prefiro o Gudson).Todos estavam lá na hora marcado.Só uma garota (qual a graça?) e o resto,com a minha exceção,eram estranhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Daí,o professor começa a perguntar onde estudávamos.A maioria já era universitário tipo UFPI,UESPI.Ouvi também Dom Barreto,Anglo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bem,falei a verdade.Quem se sentiu incomadado pague um colégio bom pra mim,ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-6432062864878730570?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/6432062864878730570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=6432062864878730570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6432062864878730570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/6432062864878730570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/06/eu-vou-fazer-o-qu-eu-vou-mentir.html' title='Eu Vou Fazer o Quê!? Eu Vou Mentir !?'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-1293271301345287433</id><published>2008-06-27T10:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:57.985-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Adivinhe,se for capaz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Afinal,quem é a moça abaixo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SGT63cuxxAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F5J1MwxQgmg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216570098914018306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SGT63cuxxAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F5J1MwxQgmg/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Acertou quem disse Gisele Itiè.Ela fez uma campanha pra salvar Amy.Muito legal da parte dela,mas não vai adiantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-1293271301345287433?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/1293271301345287433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=1293271301345287433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1293271301345287433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/1293271301345287433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/06/adivinhese-for-capaz.html' title='Adivinhe,se for capaz'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SGT63cuxxAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F5J1MwxQgmg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3211485800298429277.post-630173515350040105</id><published>2008-06-27T09:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:21:58.454-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Malhareta?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SGT2ALAStYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gZIeKKZgTmM/s1600-h/yasmin_malhacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216564751216326018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SGT2ALAStYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gZIeKKZgTmM/s200/yasmin_malhacao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;::: Essa,eu não podia deixar passar.A pré-adolescente de 13 anos,Malhação,vai se chamar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malhareta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; durante as férias de julho.Quando eu vi a manchete na internet,eu pensei que fosse alguma brincadeira de mau gosto.Mas não.A mudança acontecerá devido às micaretas que acontecem nessa época do ano.Com direito até a Yasmin (Mariana Rios) cantando no trio elétrico.Aff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://televisao.uol.com.br/ultnot/2008/06/26/ult4244u1116.jhtm"&gt;http://televisao.uol.com.br/ultnot/2008/06/26/ult4244u1116.jhtm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: Dia desses o Christian Pior deu algumas dicas no seu blog do que se pode fazer de bom com R$ 10 no bolso.Eu farei o mesmo.Vá ao cinema numa quinta-feira(é mais barato) assitir a um bom filme com amigos (inclua uma doidinha no meio),compre uma pipoca e depois tome um sorvete do Mc Donald's.E só deu R$ 7.É isso aí...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;: Qual o pior 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;O reporter do CQC,Rafael Cortez perguntou ao João Gordo qual era a pior banda: Fresno,NX Zero ou Strike? Difícil.Eu já tenho uma resposta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::: Qual a pior 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Responda quem souber: Qual a pior novela? Os Mutantes ou Água na Boca?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;:: Eu tava ali no meu quadrado quando pensei: "Como vai ficar meu blog quando eu morrer? E meu Orkut? E meu MSN?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;::: Comentem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3211485800298429277-630173515350040105?l=valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/feeds/630173515350040105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3211485800298429277&amp;postID=630173515350040105&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/630173515350040105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3211485800298429277/posts/default/630173515350040105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valeapenasersincero.blogspot.com/2008/06/malhareta.html' title='Malhareta?!'/><author><name>Ricardo Madeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634435919692875607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SM1jpY6mcsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cEoVsTRzBj8/S220/563346anarquia.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hCaCJbi3B8/SGT2ALAStYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gZIeKKZgTmM/s72-c/yasmin_malhacao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
