<?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-8480799816024397872</id><updated>2011-08-18T16:30:13.380+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotidiano de um Adolescente Gay</title><subtitle type='html'>Aqui vou desabafar convosco!
Sobre o meu dia !</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-251572846635478371</id><published>2009-11-06T22:18:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:37:03.069Z</updated><title type='text'>Romance (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Olá gente !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;É verdade que já não posto a algum tempo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ando preocupado em encontrar a tal "&lt;i&gt;alma gemea&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Para isso vou por aqui uma nota para quem estiver "interessado" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Deves ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Viver na "MadeiraIsland" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Adicionar o contacto "Mgjl-l@hotmail.com"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Depois vê-mos no que dá ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="25" height="30"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mTat6Xe2CDU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=000000&amp;color2=FFFFFF"&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/mTat6Xe2CDU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=000000&amp;color2=FFFFFF" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="210" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; Oiçam a musica nova da LadyGAGA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Adeus :D&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/8480799816024397872-251572846635478371?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/251572846635478371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/11/romance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/251572846635478371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/251572846635478371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/11/romance.html' title='Romance (?)'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-115238291394502113</id><published>2009-10-04T22:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:54:48.349+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CELEBRATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há uns dia/meses saiu o novo album da "Madonna" Celebration , com 2 faixas extras uma delas é a "Celebration" , já devem ter visto o videoclip , mas a madonna para comemorar fez um FANMADE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginem só que é muito gay ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZYvXVyUANY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZYvXVyUANY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorei ! Madonna , estás lá !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixem a vossa opinião .&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/8480799816024397872-115238291394502113?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/115238291394502113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/10/celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/115238291394502113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/115238291394502113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/10/celebration.html' title='CELEBRATION'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-5741681178982334846</id><published>2009-09-28T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:26:56.605+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aulas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pessoas ai a ler isto , eu não estou a ter tempo para o blogue portanto vo ficar ausente por uns tempos :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-5741681178982334846?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5741681178982334846/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/09/aulas_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5741681178982334846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5741681178982334846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/09/aulas_28.html' title='Aulas'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-4444378463835995040</id><published>2009-09-10T11:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:31:16.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem titulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não me apeteceu meter titulo , quer dizer meti ...Não interessa .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Vo começar o post , com esta pergunta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que estás a fazer agora ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Bem eu estou a postar no meu blog e a ouvir Aerosmith - Kiss your past good-bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou a ouvir Hole in my soul , não interessa ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Já agora sabem aquela lista de blogs que tenho ali em cima , desculpem mas não têm me apetecido actualizar , áserio desculpem , vo ver se arranjo um dia para alterar e aproveito para mudar o visual do blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Já estou farto de ouvir falar em 2 coisas (Se fossem só 2 era pouco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Gripe A&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Crise &lt;/span&gt;- "A Gripe A afecta principalmente os pulmões " e blábláblá Já agora tenho Asma (Nada de grave ,nunca me lembrei a dizer isso .-.) ... "A crise está a acabar ..." e blábláblá eu não vejo o dinheiro a se reproduzir : &lt;a href="http://oferrao.atarde.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/gripe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://oferrao.atarde.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/gripe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Vo acabar o post , adeus &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;abraços&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;beijos&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/8480799816024397872-4444378463835995040?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4444378463835995040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/09/sem-titulo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4444378463835995040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4444378463835995040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/09/sem-titulo.html' title='Sem titulo'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-1863149426679230347</id><published>2009-09-07T12:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:15:15.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aulas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É mesmo isso que leram no titulo &lt;u&gt;"AULAS"&lt;/u&gt; , ai vêm elas .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho pouca vontade de voltar para lá , além disso já me estava a habituar a acordar tarde ,não ter horarios para nada (só as vezes ) , agora tudo muda .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda por cima tenho aulas no turno da tarde , acho que vou morrer de seca ...&lt;br /&gt;Nós sabemos que na primeira semana não fazemos nada , mas tambem vamos passar um ano á fazer tanta coisa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só de pensar em listas , horarios , barulho , cadernos , estojos , lápis ... isso tudo fico louco !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Devem estar a ver o positivo do negativo ; "Voltas á ver os teus amigos " - Eu encontro-me com muitos deles no verão , vivo bem sem alguns "amigos de escola " (falsos) , pois os outros eu encontro-me com eles ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devem estar a pensar que sou um daqueles que "ODEIA" a escola , mas até não , é as férias já não apetece voltar depois de tanto tempo .&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;Espero que tenham percebido o que tentei dizer .&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SqTqizplbEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ferakrrTobo/s1600-h/volta_as_aulas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378681738688293954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SqTqizplbEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ferakrrTobo/s320/volta_as_aulas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-1863149426679230347?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1863149426679230347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/09/aulas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/1863149426679230347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/1863149426679230347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/09/aulas.html' title='Aulas'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SqTqizplbEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ferakrrTobo/s72-c/volta_as_aulas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-8662406981708276230</id><published>2009-09-03T02:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T03:07:50.678+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Acabou (de começar)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se é coisa que não entendo é o &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A M O R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&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;Já não suporto é amor ali , amor acóla ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não me quero apaixonar alguem perçebeu isso ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sei que pode parecer estupido ,mas é a minha decisão .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto , sei que não é possivel controlar os sentimentos .&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;Mas não está nos meus planos ...&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;Além disso a minha vida está a dar voltas &amp;amp; voltas !&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois conto isso melhor .&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;Mas continuando ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal tudo têm fim certo?! Será que o Amor tambem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Filidade ? Amor verdadeiro ? SEXO ' ?&lt;/span&gt;&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;Apenas algumas questões !&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;em&gt;Já agora , eu tenho um blog e parece que ninguem lê ...Nunca vejo comments nem nada :\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Questões das quais não vou ter resposta? Espero ter ...&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;Já tou com sono , já é um bocadinho tarde !&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;Adeus :D&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/8480799816024397872-8662406981708276230?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8662406981708276230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/09/acabou-de-comecar.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/8662406981708276230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/8662406981708276230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/09/acabou-de-comecar.html' title='Acabou (de começar)'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-536295265142750826</id><published>2009-08-26T09:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:06:26.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Historias , Acontecimentos &amp; Biblia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoje posto 3 videos sobre a homosexualidade .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Vejam :&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 width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TKLeTinSaqM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TKLeTinSaqM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estudo comprova: homofóbicos podem ser gays enrustidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y9UeKYF6sno&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y9UeKYF6sno&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O que a biblia diz sobre a Homosexualidade ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KR1c53anCW8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KR1c53anCW8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Espero que gostem , adeus !&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espero que comentem ...&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/8480799816024397872-536295265142750826?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/536295265142750826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/08/historias-acontecimentos-biblia.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/536295265142750826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/536295265142750826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/08/historias-acontecimentos-biblia.html' title='Historias , Acontecimentos &amp; Biblia'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-6216712757741815882</id><published>2009-08-25T20:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:15:41.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sim , o titulo do post é estranho nem eu o percebo apenas me apeteceu po-lo ali !&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;Vo expor o que odeio/detesto :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detesto tirar sangue&lt;br /&gt;Destesto o jejum.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto não tomar o pequeno almoço logo quando acordo.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto  beber café e ficar com uma dor de cabeça para o resto do dia.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me acordem sem nenhuma razão .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto mentiras .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando alguem não me ouve .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que sejam interceiros.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me venham com conversas "manças" quando me irrito.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto entrar na água da praia e me arrepiar .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando estou a experimentar roupa e fica me mal.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando como gelado e caí-me na roupa .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando bebo um sumo com gelo e depois fico com dores na garganta.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto estar doente.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto sentir que alguem me espia.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto ver que um objecto se estragou e continuar a tentar para ver se dá .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto ir ao cabeleireiro e esperar tanto .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto FILAS !&lt;br /&gt;Detesto tantas comidas.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto ver jornais .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto cuscar filmes .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando me entra água no nariz .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando me mexem no cabelo.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me digam o que fazer .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto entrar no "Menssenger" e vê-lo vazio .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto andar de baloiço quase ao anoitecer e sentir o vento a bater na cara e saber que estou lá sozinho .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto ouvir musicas que não gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me escrevam no meu caderno escolar .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando escrevo e fico sem tinta na caneta .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que a meio da noite me telefonem/liguem .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto ver um clip da HANNAH MONTANA aos saltos .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto ir á praia sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto pensar demais.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto ficar sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando me viram as costas.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me digam que aquilo me fica bem ou mal.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que se metam na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando não tenho nada pra fazer e fico á olhar para o nada .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando estou a tomar banho e acontece algo e caí agua fria .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto quando ficam chateados comigo sem razão .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto ter de dar mails .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto não poder ter vida propia.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me chateiem.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto comunidades online , mas tenho .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me venham chamar de nomes todos porcos .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me achem diferente , afinal somos todos diferentes ?!&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me perguntem se bebo alcool !&lt;br /&gt;Detesto passadeiras .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto rotundas --' .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto CAMPO .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto Serra .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto que me atirem areia.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto estar á sombra na praia .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto vestir a camisola e ter as costas cheias de sal .&lt;br /&gt;Detesto dar um mergulho e sentir o chão.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto nadar e ver algum peixe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! DETESTO MUITA MAIS COISA MAS NÃO VOU ESCREVER MAIS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Comentem , além de saber que não o farão :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Adeus ^^&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/8480799816024397872-6216712757741815882?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6216712757741815882/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hateee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/6216712757741815882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/6216712757741815882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hateee.html' title='I HATEEE'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-3224939325996791015</id><published>2009-08-17T14:17:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T14:33:13.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>S/Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu já não posto há muito , porque cada vez que venho aqui não me lembro de dizer nada , a minha vida não têm nada de novo .&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 eu vo fazer uma coisita , vou vos deixar uma musica , pra ver se alegra !&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 width="25" height="30"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mAvidqyGnQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mAvidqyGnQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pelo menos deixem um comentario .&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;Para quem gostou da musica o nome é "Cinema Bizarre feat. Space Cowboy - I Came 2 Party" &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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Deixo tambem uma frase "Quando pensares que não és ninguem no mundo , pensa que podes ser o mundo de alguem " ...&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;Sim , acabou o post . :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-3224939325996791015?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3224939325996791015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/08/spalavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3224939325996791015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3224939325996791015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/08/spalavras.html' title='S/Palavras'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-7581877487105057304</id><published>2009-08-02T13:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:51:53.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Publicidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aqui estão duas publicidades sobre homossexualidade que vocês já devem ter visto.&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjlOeJa75S0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjlOeJa75S0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CDuxXjaJwbI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CDuxXjaJwbI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu sinceramente ri tanto quando vi a primeira .&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;"Já  viste aquilo ?! Ahh , Parece Impossivel .... De manga curta com um frio destes!" - Alegro-me quando Portugal for assim !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Adeus .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-7581877487105057304?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7581877487105057304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/08/publicidades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7581877487105057304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7581877487105057304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/08/publicidades.html' title='Publicidades'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-1406319678164982557</id><published>2009-08-01T11:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:08:02.364+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia do Oragasmo , Dia dos Selos --'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SnQTHOLwwgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ml4xBCwxa8M/s1600-h/montagens_73_Selinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olá a ti que estás a ler este post .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Não sei se ouviram falar mas ontem foi dia do "&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SnQTHH5csmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/DuuZMiAfZeg/s1600-h/orgasmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364934069205119586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SnQTHH5csmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/DuuZMiAfZeg/s320/orgasmo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Espero que o tenham celebrado bem e que celebrem mais vezes , mesmo sem ser dia do Orgasmo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hoje é dia dos Selos ...Aqueles selos que tu colas nas cartas ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Isso mesmo !&lt;s&gt;Era bom se fosse os selinhos (boca a boca) ontem o orgasmo , hoje os selinhos era muito bom&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sim , envia cartas hoje , amanhã quando quiseres !&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;Apenas sei que hoje é o dia dos Selos , ofereçam outro tipo de selos , por favor xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-1406319678164982557?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SnQTHH5csmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/DuuZMiAfZeg/s72-c/orgasmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-5249164943669247618</id><published>2009-07-23T12:29:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:31:39.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminhos  &amp; Musica #6#</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obesseção pela praia , Awrrr !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Isto é vicio vejam só esta rotina .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Acordo 11h30 , vou tomar o peqeno grande Almoço .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Já é 12h30 até a essa hora no pc , ou a ver tv .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;É 12h45 vou tomar banho , 13h15 Arrumo a pasta pra praia , 13h30 Lá vou eu pra praia !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ainda saio de lá torrado ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SmhLA6QY4qI/AAAAAAAAAFA/V_yp0pWQVrE/s1600-h/Praia-da-Luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361617835394654882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SmhLA6QY4qI/AAAAAAAAAFA/V_yp0pWQVrE/s320/Praia-da-Luz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SmhKcfehTQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/i-v8kc7oiUs/s1600-h/torrada-queimada-WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aiiii , lá vou eu outra vez para a praia ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quase toda a gente deixou-me este verão , até os meus companheiros de equipa , msn vazio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Más claro vai toda a gente de ferias e deixaram me em terra .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lá vou eu fazer companhia a mim.Alguem quer me fazer companhia ?É só dizer :P&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;Vou ver se faço novas amizades .&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;Deixo está musica , Britney Spears - My Perogative .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="260" height="260"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8knSNOS4ULo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8knSNOS4ULo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="260" height="260"&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/8480799816024397872-5249164943669247618?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5249164943669247618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/caminhos-musica-6.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5249164943669247618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5249164943669247618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/caminhos-musica-6.html' title='Caminhos  &amp; Musica #6#'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SmhLA6QY4qI/AAAAAAAAAFA/V_yp0pWQVrE/s72-c/Praia-da-Luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-4054860564017601948</id><published>2009-07-22T19:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:28:30.007+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Musica #5#</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Omg, Agora só penso no Outono e no Inverno , ando mal ...&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;Saudades da Chuva , Stand in the Rain - Superchick....Já vou por ela aqui pra ouvirem...&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 width="25" height="30"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kgO5_VAzo9k&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&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/kgO5_VAzo9k&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Affando* Quem não gosta , a mim não me interessa -.-'&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;/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;Sejam felizes e recordem-se desta musica .&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;Abraços &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-4054860564017601948?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4054860564017601948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4054860564017601948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4054860564017601948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-5.html' title='Musica #5#'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-4880379362500907602</id><published>2009-07-20T11:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:40:45.547+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Musica #4# &amp; Algumas palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sim , já é oficial eu ando muito ao som da musica ...&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 eu vou ser Rapido , River flows in you não conhecem então vão passar a conhecer ora aqui está&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhN7SG-H-3k&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhN7SG-H-3k&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu não ando a escrever muito sobre mim , porque não a nada para escrever isto é a seca do milenio !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eu tambem por vezes não saiu porque não quero ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mas vou ver se hoje vou a praia .&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SmRJREibfhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8W0xcf5T8wE/s1600-h/6421praia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360490014102486546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SmRJREibfhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8W0xcf5T8wE/s320/6421praia.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;Já que ninguem me convida eu Auto-Convido-me xDD (Tem erro ali xD)&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;Bem adeus ^^&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/8480799816024397872-4880379362500907602?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4880379362500907602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-4-algumas-palavras.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4880379362500907602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4880379362500907602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-4-algumas-palavras.html' title='Musica #4# &amp; Algumas palavras'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SmRJREibfhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8W0xcf5T8wE/s72-c/6421praia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-3153568210189818490</id><published>2009-07-18T23:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:21:37.182+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Musica #3# &amp; Campanha Contra a Homofobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok , esta musica pos me viciado nela ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck you , Very much ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly Allen - Fuck you - É mesmo super viciante ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/03PnU27cWDs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/03PnU27cWDs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Letra :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look inside,&lt;br /&gt;Look inside your tiny mind&lt;br /&gt;Now look a bit harder&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're so uninspired,&lt;br /&gt;so sick and tired of all the&lt;br /&gt;hatred you harbor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you say&lt;br /&gt;It's not okay to be gay&lt;br /&gt;Well I think you're just evil&lt;br /&gt;You're just some racist who&lt;br /&gt;can't tie my laces&lt;br /&gt;Your point of view is medieval&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (Fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very, very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause we hate what you do&lt;br /&gt;And we hate your whole crew&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (Fuck You)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very, very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause your words don't translate&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting quite late&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get,&lt;br /&gt;Do you get a little kick out of&lt;br /&gt;being slow minded?&lt;br /&gt;You want to be like your father&lt;br /&gt;It's approval your after&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not how you find it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you,&lt;br /&gt;Do you really enjoy living a&lt;br /&gt;life that's so hateful?&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's a hole where&lt;br /&gt;your soul should be&lt;br /&gt;Your losing control of it and&lt;br /&gt;it's really distasteful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (Fuck You)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very, very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause we hate what you do&lt;br /&gt;And we hate your whole crew&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (Fuck You)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very, very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause your words don't&lt;br /&gt;translate and it's getting&lt;br /&gt;quite late&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you,&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you,&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yooooou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;You think we need to go to war&lt;br /&gt;well you're already in one&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's people like you&lt;br /&gt;who need to get slew&lt;br /&gt;No one wants your opinion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (Fuck You)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very, very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause we hate what you do&lt;br /&gt;And we hate your whole crew&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (Fuck You)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very, very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause your words don't&lt;br /&gt;translate and it's getting&lt;br /&gt;quite late&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;É mesmo , Fuck you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aproveito pra deixar este site ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyouportugal.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://fuckyouportugal.blogs.sapo.pt/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Se tu já estás cansado de tanto preconceito, faz um vídeo com a tua interpretação da música Lily Allen - Fuck You, grava a musica completa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começo: 16 Julho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Termina: 8 Agosto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formatos sugeridos (mov ou avi). Por favor manda o arquivo zippado ou escreva-nos a avisar aonde você deu o upload do vídeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enviar e-mail com o video,ou se nao conseguir enviar por email adicione e envie-nos para:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;productionplayme@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideias/sugestões: Decorar a letra antes de fazer o video,utilize a imaginação que quiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não serão usadas imagens pornográficas ou com contiudo improprio no video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atenção para a sincronia da velocidade do vídeo e da música "Fuck You", da Lilly Allen - sugerimos que para melhor sicronização grave o video a ouvir a musica senão a tem faça o Download (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/60725603db494d28/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AQUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenha imaginação e ajude-nos a fazer o mesmo que outros paises fizeram ='D "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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 muito bom saber que temos pessoas a pensar em campanhas contra a Homofobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/8480799816024397872-3153568210189818490?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3153568210189818490/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-2-campanha-contra-homofobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3153568210189818490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3153568210189818490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-2-campanha-contra-homofobia.html' title='Musica #3# &amp; Campanha Contra a Homofobia'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-4060791829918423790</id><published>2009-07-16T20:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:29:30.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Verão</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Então como anda está gente por aqui ?&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 , espero eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eu hoje , fui á praia (só por acaso , tambem fui ontem , e antes de ontem e antes de antes ontem ....) , cada dia que passa a praia enche de gajos bons .&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;Que seja verdade a cada uns "&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bons como o milho&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;"&gt;Mas eu sou uma pessoa passiva quando vejo aquilo , eu &lt;s&gt;começo aos altos gritos como um louco&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fico na toelha a ver aqueles corpinhos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mas eu tenho sempre de apanhar alguma mulherzinha branca a fazer topless .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mas passando por cima do assunto, o melhor é os sanas(Sanas , são os nadadores salvadores xD) tou a ver que daqui a uns dias ainda me afogo . (Hummm, repiração boca a boca ...Uiii)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sl-ITPDpZYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gHygcYyom_g/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359151945634899330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sl-ITPDpZYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gHygcYyom_g/s320/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bem eu vou acabar o post que tou cansado .&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;Adeus &amp;amp; Abraço&lt;/strong&gt; &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/8480799816024397872-4060791829918423790?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4060791829918423790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/verao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4060791829918423790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4060791829918423790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/verao.html' title='Verão'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sl-ITPDpZYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gHygcYyom_g/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-7758612606853570922</id><published>2009-07-10T10:14:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:24:23.498+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Musica *2*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu ando muito lá pro lado da musica, mas que seja verdade que uma boa musica sabe bem .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mas claro depende das pessoas e de o modo que pensam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eu posso gostar de "Justin Timberlake" mas há pessoas que não gostam , e talvez preferem..."Metalica".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eu tenho um gosto muito variado na musica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Digo isto : "Afinal somos todos iguais, diferentes."&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;Penso que perceberam .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SlcIeWTsz1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZtbiU-p4CQM/s1600-h/203943952_2e3d8bc2b9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356759599257800530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SlcIeWTsz1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZtbiU-p4CQM/s320/203943952_2e3d8bc2b9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Não sei se alguem ja ouviu a musica "T.I. Ft. Justin Timberlake - Dead And Gone ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eu ainda não á tinha ouvido.&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;Aqui deixo a musica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H0NVIroAyP4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H0NVIroAyP4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="180"&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/8480799816024397872-7758612606853570922?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7758612606853570922/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7758612606853570922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7758612606853570922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-2.html' title='Musica *2*'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SlcIeWTsz1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZtbiU-p4CQM/s72-c/203943952_2e3d8bc2b9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-536172382940260483</id><published>2009-07-04T19:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:33:04.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay With me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S311Ta1O3bc&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&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/S311Ta1O3bc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&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;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cantor/Banda: Akcent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                         Musica: Stay with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letra:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember the prison of all memories&lt;br /&gt;And I'm drowning in tears&lt;br /&gt;Come and help me please&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me baby&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so crazy all the time I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;You walked away and never said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;On and on, on and on&lt;br /&gt;I guess I lost you, now you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to hide the pain but all I see is you&lt;br /&gt;How can I do it, I don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;On and on, on and on&lt;br /&gt;I guess I lost you, now you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the prison of all memories&lt;br /&gt;And I'm drowning in tears&lt;br /&gt;Come and help me please&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me baby&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the voice that is calling my name&lt;br /&gt;And I know that someday you will feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me baby&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so crazy all the time I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;You walked away and never said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;On and on, on and on&lt;br /&gt;I guess I lost you, now you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to hide the pain but all I see is you&lt;br /&gt;How can I do it, I don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;On and on, on and on&lt;br /&gt;I guess I lost you, now you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the prison of all memories&lt;br /&gt;And I'm drowning in tears&lt;br /&gt;Come and help me please&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me baby&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the voice that is calling my name&lt;br /&gt;And I know that someday you will feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me baby&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the prison of all memories&lt;br /&gt;And I'm drowning in tears&lt;br /&gt;Come and help me please&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me baby&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the voice that is calling my name&lt;br /&gt;And I know that someday you will feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me baby&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abraço :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-536172382940260483?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/536172382940260483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/stay-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/536172382940260483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/536172382940260483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/stay-with-me.html' title='Stay With me'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-7710809969413878192</id><published>2009-07-01T21:21:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:31:19.392+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;No meu mundo de fantasia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Existem estrelas de mil cores…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Estrelas, vermelhas, amarelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Brancas, verdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;, cor-de-rosa…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Estrelas reluzentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Que nos entram pelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt; janel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;as…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;No meu mundo de sonhos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Tenho a minha estrela azul,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Azul, azul, azul, azul d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;a cor do mar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;A minha Estrela azul, é aquela em que te vou Amar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Cada estrela é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;um beijo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Que ao meu Amor qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;ero dar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Estrelinhas de mil cores,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Recheadas de muito Amor…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Serão minhas? Ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;ão tuas?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Alegres, felizes e contentes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Estrelinhas co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;m dor?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Não!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;No meu mundo de sonhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Existem estrelinhas de mil cores…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;Umas minhas, outras tuas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Todas elas recheadas e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;cobertas de Amor…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                   &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:20;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Amo-tee' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SkvF0ilaS7I/AAAAAAAAADw/eGTmz4n6aqY/s1600-h/universo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 486px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SkvF0ilaS7I/AAAAAAAAADw/eGTmz4n6aqY/s320/universo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353590088487553970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:20;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ontem olhei  pro céu e apeteceu-me postar no blog algo sobre isso , pensei sobre a minha vida até a hora de jantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Será que o que nos acontece é mesmo o destino o nos temos á hipotese de o controlar ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SkvG4LuyNFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WfyPJ0dvuGU/s1600-h/RAINBO1433333333353.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SkvG4LuyNFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WfyPJ0dvuGU/s320/RAINBO1433333333353.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353591250583958610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:20;color:red;"    lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8480799816024397872-7710809969413878192?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7710809969413878192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/estrelas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7710809969413878192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7710809969413878192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/07/estrelas.html' title='Estrelas'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SkvF0ilaS7I/AAAAAAAAADw/eGTmz4n6aqY/s72-c/universo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-5362194628713610442</id><published>2009-06-30T22:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:20:41.761+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferias  !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pois bem as ferias começaram &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estas Ferias prometem !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Skp_t3_FZAI/AAAAAAAAADo/7nNhNKXqWkQ/s1600-h/ferias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Skp_t3_FZAI/AAAAAAAAADo/7nNhNKXqWkQ/s320/ferias.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353231533182641154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Qual será o meu destino estas ferias?&lt;br /&gt;Paris,U.S.A,Italia,Caraibas....Sei láá!&lt;br /&gt;Depois vejo, e posto :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mtp9gNx7nV0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mtp9gNx7nV0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/8480799816024397872-5362194628713610442?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5362194628713610442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/ferias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5362194628713610442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5362194628713610442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/ferias.html' title='Ferias  !'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Skp_t3_FZAI/AAAAAAAAADo/7nNhNKXqWkQ/s72-c/ferias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-2047307025285573262</id><published>2009-06-14T19:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:21:39.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Historiaa'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Isto é como um desafio , é criar uma historia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A todos que mandar-mos a historia eles têm de continuar e passar a outras pessoas .(passam a historia desde o inicio)&lt;/span&gt; ´&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Leiam a historia muito interessante!&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;Começa assim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacinto estava entediado na sala...era Domingo, a família estava toda em casa, os pais , os tios, irmãos e primos....ele, juntamente com os mais novos, acampara junto à televisão a digerir alguns DVDs, comédias ligeiras americanas...Jacinto com as pernas estendidas sob um monte de almofadas, e o braço a segurar a cabeça, olhava como os demais, concentrado para o filme, esboçava sorrisos, e até libertava gargalhadas...mas Jacinto sabia que apenas tinha o piloto automático ligado, Jacinto na realidade não estava a ali...Jacinto estava no mundo dos entediados, daqueles que sofrem de tédio...Jacinto já tinha completado os vinte e um anos, era um rapaz atraente, um corpo bem definido e proporcional, traços faciais perfeitos...Jacinto era meio louro, usava um cabelo meio rebelde, era muito fotogénico...as amigas na faculdade, e também antes no liceu, sempre o incentivaram a fazer um casting...entrar nas novelas, nos anúncios, ser modelo, ir a um reality show...etc., etc. tantas foram as sugestões para mediatização e comercialização da beleza de Jacinto... Mas ele não quis, sempre olhou com desdém para isso...Jacinto queria apenas tirar o curso de Gestão de Empresas, e ser um Gestor de Sucesso...apenas isso e mais nada, no meio disso sonhava com uma especialização nos EUA...Sempre se sentira atraído por NY, ou São Francisco, tantos foram os sites, documentários e revistas que jacinto tinha lido sobre essas terras...Onde os jovens gays apareciam sempre em óptima forma...Mas não era da forma física que Jacinto se sentia atraído...era da forma do estilo de vida, pareciam-lhe sempre jovens saudáveis, vestidos normalmente, positivos, atraentes...nada de bizarrias, depressões, obscurantismos e tacanhices...aos olhos de Jacinto os gays norte americanos eram na realidade saudáveis...Sim, Jacinto era homossexual, para além de ser o melhor jogador de Hóquei do clube da sua cidade, Jacinto também era Homossexual, mas Xhiuuuu....Ninguém sabia, nem ninguém desconfiava...alguma vez o Jacinto que faz provas de todo-o-terreno com o jipe que o pai lhe ofereceu seria gay??Ou o Jacinto atlético dos patins, que muitos diziam chegar à selecção, seria Gay?...Claro que não, os Gays, são efeminados, sensíveis, deprimidos, estranhos, sem amor próprio, desajeitados, patos-feios que vestem roupas estranhas, bizarras e vivem à margem da sociedade....Jacinto jamais poderia ser Gay!Mas Jacinto era Gay sim....e para si mesmo estava muito contente em ser gay, pois Jacinto era muito positivo, com muita força para viver e uma vontade enorme de alcançar os seus sonhos...Jacinto era querido por todos os seus amigos e familiares...e com jeitinho ia dando a volta às pressões usuais de Ter uma namorada, como os seus irmão, primos, e amigos da faculdade...Jacinto deixava as coisas andarem, dar tempo ao tempo....e além disso Jacinto não procurava amor...Jacinto sabia que não se procura amor, Jacinto como rapaz inteligente que era, sabia que o amor é que nos encontra...Pois quem mais procura, menos encontra...Jacinto não era uma rapaz com stress...Jacinto era um rapaz à maneira!Um dia porém a vida de Jacinto iria mudar, Jacinto estava longe de tal adivinhar....Jacinto ia para o seu usual treino de Terça-Feira, meteu o saco do equipamento no jipe, e pôs-se a caminho para o treino...já perto do pavilhão para onde ia, e antes de estacionar o jipe....os olhos de Jacinto o conduziram até um rapaz que de bicicleta fazia umas manobras junto a um campo, no mesmo recinto...era um verdadeiro acrobata, tinha uma destreza motora fantástica e dominava a modalidade...Jacinto estacionou o veiculo, pegou no saco e antes de se dirigir ao pavilhão foi ao encontro do tal rapaz para apreciar tal agilidade...Jacinto aproximou-se do rapaz e parou a observar...o outro reparou e congratulou-o com um conjunto de manobras dignas de um qualquer programa de modalidades radicais...verdadeiramente espectacular...Jacinto sorriu, e respondeu deu com aplausos...Então o rapaz parou e saudou Jacinto....e perguntou-lhe se queria experimentar...Jacinto respondeu que não, a sua modalidade era outra....o rapaz aparentava também uns vinte e poucos anos, olhos Verdes encadeantes, moreno em forma...e tinha algo no olhar de misterioso e ao mesmo tempo selvagem...Jacinto sentiu-se atraído, algo lhe escapava, e ao mesmo tempo o atraia neste rapaz da bicicleta....- Onde costumas parar? Nunca te tinha visto, és de cá?...inquiriu Jacinto ao desconhecido rapaz.Ao que ele respondeu que sim, mas que geralmente parava no passeio junto à marginal da praia, e que todas as notes ia à esplanada do Zé Surfista, tomar um copo ou um café...Jacinto mostrou-se interessado em aprender umas coisas de tais manobras e o encontro então ficou marcado para o dia seguinte...E assim se passou uma dia, Jacinto esteve sempre na expectativa de tal encontro...não era uma expectativa de natureza sexual, claro...era uma expectativa diferente, uma excitação mais profunda, mais intensa, daquelas que se tem antes de irmos fazer uma viagem...aquele nervoso miudinho quando se parte para uma aventura...Lá estava ele junto no sitio combinado...era Verão e o calor estava abrasador...ele estava de tronco nu, tinha a camisa no muro que dava para a praia...e utilizava toda largura do passeio para cavalos e voltas acrobáticas que praticava com a sua bike....Jacinto aproximou-se dele, cumprimentou-o e perguntou-lhe o nome, pois no dia anterior tinha-se esquecido...Miguel Angelo, respondeu...chamo-me Miguel Angelo e tu...Jacinto apressou-se a responder e selou a troca de nomes, com um forte aperto de mão...A noite passou e ambos se divertiram a fazer experiências com a bicicleta...no fim tomaram um refresco na esplanada mais próxima...- Queres que te deixe em casa? Perguntou Jacinto a Miguel Angelo....ao que ele logo respondeu que sim...Onde fica? Retorquiu o jovem hoquista... sempre em frente, no sentido daquele forte abandonado, junto à praia dos caranguejos, vivo num bairro a norte...E lá foram ele no jipe de Jacinto...percorrem toda a marginal, onde a luz amarela dos candeeiros. Ainda iluminava alguns casais que pela promenade passeavam...ao longe nos areais, perdiam-se sombras de possíveis apaixonados, que ao som do mar os seus desejos embalavam....Já perto do forte...Miguel Angelo sugere a Jacinto senão podiam entrar no velho edifício, pois sabia de um sitio lá dentro, que tinha um óptimo muro rente ao mar...podiam ir lá fumar um cigarro...Fumas? Perguntou Jacinto...Claro que não. Respondeu Miguel...mas guardo na Mochila um maço para ocasiões de contemplação, mas sem vicio claro...Ok! Respondeu Jacinto, vamos...Estacionaram o carro e dirigiram-se ao velho forte, que de um amarelo gasto e descascado, parecia receber a ondulação do mar, que na sua base rebentava, com a mesma força e vigor de outrora...entraram então por uma porta arrombada num dos cantos laterais do edifício...a luz entrava pelas janelas sem vidro que davam para o mar, mas era preciso acender um isqueiro para ver o chão, tal ara o entulho que por ali repousava...Jacinto e Miguel forma no sentido de uma das janelas, daquelas grandes e espessas mas sem vidro e expostas para o mar que ruidosamente ecoava em toda a ruina, treparam para o parapeito da janela e sentaram-se com as pernas para fora....frente ao mar onde o horizonte era mesmo uma linha que parecia terminar o céu de um quadro...Miguel tira então da Mochila um maço de tabaco e mete um cigarro na boca, dando um isqueiro a Jacinto para o ajudar com o lume, ali as ondas pulverizavam o ar com partículas molhadas e frescas, o que dificultava a operação...Nesse acende, não acende o cigarro, os rostos de Miguel e Jacinto aproximaram-se...o respirar dos dois rapazes tornara-se inebriante, o olhar de ambos tinha-se encontrado na direcção do desejo....Juntaram então os lábios....Miguel e Jacinto amaram-se loucamente, percorreram os corpos um do outro, selvaticamente e apaixonadamente...O prazer e loucura de ambos contaminava o velho forte, e o rebentar das ondas pautava os gemidos da paixão....Miguel Angelo tinha uns lábios carnudos e uma ardente sofreguidão, o pescoço de Jacinto beijou e de desejo o percorreu....Mas nesse momento, aquele de maior entrega e excitação...&lt;br /&gt;Miguel entre um beijo e um gemido de paixão, a jugular de Jacinto mordeu, com toda a força e vigor da sua pretensa juventude....&lt;br /&gt;Miguel era um Vampiro...&lt;br /&gt;Um Vampiro que caminhava do passado para o futuro...&lt;br /&gt;Um vampiro cujo o presente era apenas um pequeno passo do seu infinito destino...&lt;br /&gt;Miguel Angelo era um Vampiro que a Jacinto tinha vindo dar a Imortalidade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;E agora? Qual o futuro de Jacinto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Quais os Próximos dias de Jacinto? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Completa esta história continua este texto...mas atenção tenta não te baseares em Historias de ficção já conhecidas como “A entrevista com Vampiro” e outros tantos.....&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Passo este desafio á todos os blogs que estão na minha lista . Aliii -&gt;"Eu por aqui...gay","Quotidiano Gay","Adolescente gay"....etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Adeus e Abraços !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-2047307025285573262?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2047307025285573262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/historiaa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/2047307025285573262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/2047307025285573262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/historiaa.html' title='Historiaa&apos;'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-4679738235232030074</id><published>2009-06-09T21:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:42:56.242+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Traiçao,Odio e Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Voces ja iram perceber porque, "Traiçao ,Odio e amor".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Lembram-se d'eu ter vos dito que eu tava a namorar com o meu &lt;em&gt;ex&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Pois e! Eu ja vos aviso nem se aterevam a voltar depois de acabarem !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Mas tudo o que começa tem um fim nao e?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Entao nao e excepçao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Pois eu apanhei o meu namorado com um amigo meu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;E dois dias depois o meu ex tentou me atropelar, e atropelou mas nada de preocupante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;O Meu mundo e diferente dos outros neh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Si7Eu1BYKeI/AAAAAAAAADY/kC5gsBlcPdo/s1600-h/sd_opener.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345426116521241058" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Si7Eu1BYKeI/AAAAAAAAADY/kC5gsBlcPdo/s320/sd_opener.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;O que eu sinto por ele e odio muito grande !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ele ontem tentou me beijar a força , que porco, eu larguei-lhe um estalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mas eu agora namoro com um pessoa muito especial &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;:'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu espero que este seja &lt;em&gt;4ever&lt;/em&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Adeus e comente o post ! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-4679738235232030074?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Si7Eu1BYKeI/AAAAAAAAADY/kC5gsBlcPdo/s72-c/sd_opener.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-791458048800206745</id><published>2009-05-29T19:12:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:22:20.517+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, Stay with me ='O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wooow !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu e o meu "qulúdiii' " já estamos bem :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;é so mesmo pra avizar &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;E deixo uma musica num remix ^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="0" width="0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pKAeRmrqVJw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pKAeRmrqVJw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="30" height="30"&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/8480799816024397872-791458048800206745?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/791458048800206745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-stay-with-me-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/791458048800206745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/791458048800206745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-stay-with-me-o.html' title='Baby, Stay with me =&apos;O'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-3404954022685307048</id><published>2009-05-25T19:27:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:42:09.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ HIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyyy !!&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;Tenho de vos contar algo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu namoro com o meu &lt;strong&gt;ex-namorado&lt;/strong&gt; =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tou a falar serio =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele pedio-me em namoro , e eu aceitei *______________*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Claro =P Nós temos saido muito a noite até ontem =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Foi assim &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;Eu tava no msn falando com o Rapha , e o meu "qerido" telefona-me :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A perguntar se eu podia sair com ele ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu respondi que os meus pais não deixavam, pronto não podia !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele falou-me com ar brusco tambem , mas antes podias sair ,e &lt;strong&gt;desliga-me&lt;/strong&gt; o telemovel =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Pristina;font-size:180%;"&gt;Snif Snif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;E ficou todo chateado ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu não tinha culpa, eu não ia fugir de casa =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;E hoje mando uma sms' assim :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:old london;font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Posso falar contigo ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Old London;font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Não , não quero falar contigo ! :@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Fogo !!!!Mal ele entre no Msn , eu vou falar com ele =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;object height="55" width="35"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h7B_j3-Ubz0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h7B_j3-Ubz0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="55" height="35"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Musiqinh'a Dedjicada ao Rapha :'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oiçam a Musica e Hugzz&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/8480799816024397872-3404954022685307048?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3404954022685307048/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-him-i-3-him.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3404954022685307048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3404954022685307048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-him-i-3-him.html' title='I ♥ HIM'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-4365025492757681025</id><published>2009-05-17T02:49:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:10:09.709+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ama-mos Porque?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Por que amamos alguém... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... que nos faz sofrer,&lt;br /&gt;nos traz problemas,&lt;br /&gt;nos rejeita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i362.photobucket.com/albums/oo62/MrHenryVanity/Holding_hands_by_homarte-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&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;Volta e meia, deparamo-nos com conversas a respeito de determinados casais, questionando-nos como eles poderiam ter se casado. A nosso ver, pessoas tão diferentes, tão "aparentemente" incompatíveis, ou ainda, tão temperamentais, antipáticas, difíceis. Como pessoas assim poderiam ter encontrado "sua cara metade"? E não apenas isso, mas a demonstração, no dia-a-dia, do amor profundo que têm entre si. Como conseguem tal "proeza"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em conversas desse tipo, coisas assim são afirmadas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– "É de se admirar que tenham se casado!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– "Um tão bonito e o outro tão feio..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– "Ele é tão chato! Como conseguiu se casar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– "Ela tem esses defeitos horríveis, embora tenha qualidades também... Só que as qualidades dela outras mulheres também têm. Então, por que ele a teria escolhido para casar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso me fez parar para refletir: O que nos leva a amar alguém? Será que amamos pelo que as pessoas nos trazem de bom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não nos restrinjamos ao amor entre homens e mulheres, mulheres e mulheres,homens e homens, porque este sentimento também acontece, e muitas vezes, de maneira intensa e profunda, entre amigos, irmãos, familiares, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/gay%20love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i126.photobucket.com/albums/p99/tam2368/gay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;.: Ouça o testemunho: amar e interceder&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando minha segunda filha nasceu, contraiu logo nos primeiros dias de vida, uma pneumonia que a levou à UTI. Quanto sofrimento, quanta angústia, até que ela se recuperasse, graças a Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, com esta doença, eu acabei assistindo de perto uma bela história de amor. Ao visitá-la, conheci uma menina que havia nascido com má formação, cujos problemas eram tão sérios, que a tornavam totalmente dependente dos aparelhos. Não bastasse tudo isso, ela era bastante defeituosa, praticamente disforme, não falava, não andava, o máximo que fazia era emitir alguns gemidos, reagindo a algo que acontecesse ao seu redor. No entanto, ela não tinha a menor consciência de sua realidade. Esta menina tinha, na época, sete anos de idade. Sete anos de UTI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, o mais incrível de tudo era ver a mãe dela que, diariamente, a visitava. Todos os dias, ela chegava, conversava e brincava com a filha, e esta gemia mais alto. A mãe, por sua vez, se alegrava com cada reação, cada gemido... Era i-n-a-c-r-e-d-i-t-á-v-e-l! Todo santo dia, por sete anos, estava lá esta mãe, por causa de sua filha, que não podia trazer nada de "bom" a ela. Muito pelo contrário. Quanto amor, não é?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que nos faz amar algumas pessoas mesmo quando estas nos fazem sofrer, ou nos trazem uma porção de problemas, seja por culpa delas ou não? Ou que nos rejeitam, nos fazem mal, ou que nos desprezam ou ofendem? O que faz alguém perdoar ao amigo que o ofendeu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que faz um pai amar um filho viciado, que se droga e rouba o próprio lar? E o que nos faz amar um bebê que nem nasceu ainda? O que faz uma mulher continuar amando um marido que a agride com violência? Ou que a trai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu diria, amor que é amor, definitivamente, não depende do que a pessoa amada possa fazer ou trazer de bom ao outro. De jeito nenhum! Já nos ensina a Palavra de Deus, por meio de São Paulo: "O amor não busca seus próprios interesses" (I Cor 13,5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto muito daquela frase que diz assim: "Nós não amamos por causa de... e sim, amamos apesar de..." Se entendermos isso, compreenderemos por que alguém que parece tão, digamos, "detestável", pode ter encontrado quem o ame, a ponto de se casar e viver a vida inteira ao seu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas então, por que amamos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/gay%20love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t307/maygirl_photos/Gay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mim, a resposta é simples: Amamos porque Deus é amor e somos imagem e semelhança d'Ele. É a essência de Deus em nós. O "amar" está em nós. Na há motivos, não há causas lógicas, explicáveis para isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada pessoa é única. Amamos aquelas determinadas pessoas porque a amamos e pronto. Muitas passam a ter um grande significado para nós, a fazer parte de nossas vidas, passamos a amá-las, e só não estendemos este sentimento a todas as pessoas com as quais convivemos, porque somos pecadores. Quanto mais o pecado vai perdendo espaço em nossas vidas, tanto maior será a nossa capacidade de amar. E quanto mais amamos, tanto maior será a nossa semelhança com Deus, mais próximos estaremos daquilo para o qual Ele nos criou, e portanto, mais próximos estaremos de ser realizados e felizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar, muitas vezes, dói. E é por isso que algumas pessoas desistem de experimentar o amor. Contudo, quando isso nos acontece, é o mesmo que estivéssemos desistindo de ser semelhantes a Deus, desistindo de nossa própria essência. Como ser feliz assim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu creio ser impossível vivermos o amor verdadeiro, sem a coragem, a força e a graça que só o Espírito de Deus pode nos dar. Ele nos cura, nos liberta e nos santifica para nos formar no amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O amor jamais acabará. (I Cor 13,8)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amemo-nos uns aos outros, porque o amor vem de Deus, e todo o que ama é nascido de Deus e conhece a Deus (I Jo 4,7)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também gosto de outra frase, a este respeito, que diz: "Somos feitos pelo amor, por amor e para o amor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguem deve ser ignorado por ser gay . Se apaixonar ainda é legal !E nós ja nascemos com isso ....e gay não é doença,doentes são os que pensam que gay é doença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/gay%20love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i487.photobucket.com/albums/rr232/zzhankunzz/aaaa3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="30" width="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9hUZ41tdp4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9hUZ41tdp4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="65" height="25"&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/8480799816024397872-4365025492757681025?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4365025492757681025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/ama-mos-porque.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4365025492757681025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4365025492757681025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/ama-mos-porque.html' title='Ama-mos Porque?'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-5775819471976418881</id><published>2009-05-06T14:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:05:45.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SgGZLjdfeFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ovwznR3n4Fo/s1600-h/Fundo+do+hb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332711857559926866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SgGZLjdfeFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ovwznR3n4Fo/s320/Fundo+do+hb.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoje eu como sempre fui para a escola e hoje não parava de pensar no meu querido amor x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Eu hoje não me sinto lá muito bem xD)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Os meu sentimentos estão a subir a cabeça...&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sera impossivel namorar com ele ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sera que não era capaz de lhe contar toda a verdade ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sera que ele gosta de mim ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sera?Tantas duvidas! &lt;/span&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;Tenho medo de lhe contar e de ele nunca mais falar comigo...=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu não consigo pensar como seria se eu o perde-se :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu amo-o tanto !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Não sei que faça da minha vida =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Uma coisa é certa ele não têm namorada !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;FDÇ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sera que as pessoas são feitas para sofrer com um amor Proibido ?!&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/8480799816024397872-5775819471976418881?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5775819471976418881/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/pensamentos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5775819471976418881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5775819471976418881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/pensamentos.html' title='Pensamentos'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SgGZLjdfeFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ovwznR3n4Fo/s72-c/Fundo+do+hb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-89573812386890838</id><published>2009-05-06T14:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:43:53.898+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk-Push-Talk - Apenas uma conversa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Desculpem , mas desde o dia 28 que não entro no blog =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mas tenho de contar a historia do dia em que o meu amor foi falar comigo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;De manhã :&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele: PARABENS !!!( e abraça-me )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu: Obrigadoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele: Então como vai o teu dia ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu : O Melhor Possivel ! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele: Ainda bem ve-la se apanhas juizo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu: Eu?!Eu ja tenho suficiente , tu a que não =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele: Hehehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Entretanto da o toque ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu: Vou para as aulas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele: Eu vou lá te por .&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;De tarde :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu : Olá, vais sair para almoçar...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele: Sim e tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu:Tambem, então almoçamos juntos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele: Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu: ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele : Olha a (colega dele) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu: Ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu: Vai la falar com ela =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele: Já volto !&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Depois de ele voltar&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu: então?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele: Então o que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu: Então....sobre o que falaram?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele:...Sobre um trabalho que estamos a fazer juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu: Ah ok!&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;O dia até foi fixe com a companhia dele &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;A coisa mais dificil que tenho para lhe dizer é:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AMO-TE&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SgGUAa6T3SI/AAAAAAAAADI/0tuxQOImvtg/s1600-h/asasssasasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332706168728182050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SgGUAa6T3SI/AAAAAAAAADI/0tuxQOImvtg/s320/asasssasasa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Se algum dia conseguir dizer-lhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-89573812386890838?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/89573812386890838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/talk-push-talk-apenas-uma-conversa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/89573812386890838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/89573812386890838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/talk-push-talk-apenas-uma-conversa.html' title='Talk-Push-Talk - Apenas uma conversa!'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SgGUAa6T3SI/AAAAAAAAADI/0tuxQOImvtg/s72-c/asasssasasa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-544818767925309741</id><published>2009-04-28T21:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:17:48.118+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Aniversario</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lembram-se que disse que o meu amado xD ia vir ter comigo ao 3º andar ...bla...bla...bla....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Isso fica pro proximo post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Porque hoje é os meus anos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Vá das os Parabens !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfdkR7O2gwI/AAAAAAAAADA/F5j31hNA_EM/s1600-h/bolo_aniversario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329838943136809730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfdkR7O2gwI/AAAAAAAAADA/F5j31hNA_EM/s320/bolo_aniversario.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Adeus !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-544818767925309741?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/544818767925309741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/feliz-aniversario.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/544818767925309741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/544818767925309741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/feliz-aniversario.html' title='Feliz Aniversario'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfdkR7O2gwI/AAAAAAAAADA/F5j31hNA_EM/s72-c/bolo_aniversario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-8148688280827510624</id><published>2009-04-27T20:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:05:15.931+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O meu dia pode-se dizer que foi mais ou menos .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu hoje quase,quase,quase....Contava tudo ao meu amor'...Olhem a historia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu andava a procura dele e derepente vejo ele abraçado a uma rapariga =@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu fiquei todo chatiado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No outro intervalo eu tava a sair da sala e ele estava a minha espera :'@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele veio atras de mim , so que nao lhe falei,ele perguntou que eu tinha ,só que claro não lhe contei ! ;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mas enfim inventei uma desculpa e pronto....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fomos dar "voltas" e entretanto ele perguntou se ja namorei e eu respondi que sim , ele perguntou com quem e eu não respondi ....e pedi a ele pra me emprestar o telemovel =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu emprestei-lhe o meu tambem porque ele pediu o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfYLCogOdRI/AAAAAAAAACw/qhchlroEFy0/s1600-h/nokian81c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329459348899788050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfYLCogOdRI/AAAAAAAAACw/qhchlroEFy0/s320/nokian81c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Isto é tão dificil !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Amanhã faço anos e toda a gente me está dando parabens hoje xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Até ele =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mas ele é ele xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ele disse que amanhã era pra ir ter com ele ao 3º andar na parte de fora das portas de emergencia :']&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfYPmMT4GBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RS4m5rDugoA/s1600-h/love-wallpaper26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329464357853599762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfYPmMT4GBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RS4m5rDugoA/s320/love-wallpaper26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Depois conto tudo adeus =D&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;&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/8480799816024397872-8148688280827510624?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8148688280827510624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/why.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/8148688280827510624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/8148688280827510624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfYLCogOdRI/AAAAAAAAACw/qhchlroEFy0/s72-c/nokian81c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-3257788773372339283</id><published>2009-04-27T10:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:41:59.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim-de-semana x)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Como sempre tive um fim-de-semana "Normal".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Passei o meu tempo a ver "Death Note" no PC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfV6lCHyipI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0s0sUMEgl40/s1600-h/655273f_DeathNote43m_6e7c011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329300510706141842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfV6lCHyipI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0s0sUMEgl40/s320/655273f_DeathNote43m_6e7c011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Para quem não sabe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Vaiam ao Wikipedia xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Não vou vos deixar no wikipedia queainda se perdem :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Note (デスノート, Desu Nōto?, lit. Caderno da Morte) é uma série de mangá&lt;br /&gt;escrita por Tsugumi Ohba e ilustrada por Takeshi Obata. Foi publicada pela&lt;br /&gt;revista semanal Shonen Jump, de janeiro de 2004 a maio de 2006, totalizando 108&lt;br /&gt;capítulos compilados em 12 volumes. Death Note conta a história de Light Yagami,&lt;br /&gt;um aluno exemplar que acaba encontrando um caderno que causa a morte à pessoa&lt;br /&gt;cujo nome for escrito nele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A série foi adaptada em dois longa-metragens&lt;br /&gt;live-action pela Warner Bros japonesa, e contava a primeira saga do mangá. O&lt;br /&gt;primeiro filme foi lançado em 17 de Junho e o segundo em 3 de novembro de 2006&lt;br /&gt;no Japão, existe um terceiro filme que se chama L Changes the World, que foca na&lt;br /&gt;história de L no anime. Este é um spin-off da série.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De 3 de outubro de&lt;br /&gt;2006 à 26 de junho de 2007, foi ao ar no canal Nippon TV, a série de anime&lt;br /&gt;baseada no mangá, animada pelo estúdio Madhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também foi feita uma&lt;br /&gt;adaptação para uma light novel escrita por Ishin Nishio, com ilustrações de&lt;br /&gt;Takeshi Obata, intitulada Death Note: Another Note Los Angeles BB Renzoku&lt;br /&gt;Satsujin Jiken lançada em 1º de agosto de 2006 pela Shueisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Brasil,&lt;br /&gt;a série de mangá foi publicada pela Editora JBC. O último dos doze volumes foi&lt;br /&gt;lançado em junho de 2008, e o especial How to Read (numerado como volume 13 na&lt;br /&gt;série), em agosto de 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Espero que tenham percebido xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu adoro aquela "serie".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ah boatos que eles são gays....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfV8F2EPLWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JRSmzj_6Lgs/s1600-h/Deathnote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329302173917326690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfV8F2EPLWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JRSmzj_6Lgs/s320/Deathnote.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Vejam este video &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u0AIFb4mbWs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&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/u0AIFb4mbWs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Era o que dizia ao meu ♥ "Shut up and Sleep with me" :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eu hoje tenho aulas e tenho de me apressar :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adeus !&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/8480799816024397872-3257788773372339283?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3257788773372339283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/fim-de-semana-x.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3257788773372339283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3257788773372339283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/fim-de-semana-x.html' title='Fim-de-semana x)'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfV6lCHyipI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0s0sUMEgl40/s72-c/655273f_DeathNote43m_6e7c011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-6741354421535552857</id><published>2009-04-24T21:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:07:26.871+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Musica!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O meu &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;adora esta musica (eu sei porque hoje ele emprestou-me o telemovel dele e tava a ver as musicas e ele disse que aquela era a sua FAV.)&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e2VoO-f_SG0&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/e2VoO-f_SG0&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="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E deixo esta do 25 de abril:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/831MOlFMZCE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&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/831MOlFMZCE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus e Abraço ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ps: A 1ª é a que ele adora x),Eu tambem gosto da musica !&lt;br /&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/8480799816024397872-6741354421535552857?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6741354421535552857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/musica.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/6741354421535552857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/6741354421535552857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/musica.html' title='Musica!'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-3224030291601007873</id><published>2009-04-24T20:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:01:17.104+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoje na escola tavam no patio a comemorar o 25 de Abril .&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinceramente achei aquilo fixe ,tiram algumas musicas que furavam os ouvidos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfIXPSMSJtI/AAAAAAAAABk/JxnFl9_tL4E/s1600-h/cjhcvvchvc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfIXPSMSJtI/AAAAAAAAABk/JxnFl9_tL4E/s320/cjhcvvchvc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346860481554130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como de manhã não tinha nada pra fazer fui a dar voltas a escola xD é habito na nossa escola .&lt;br /&gt;Então vi ele , mas não fui falar =|&lt;br /&gt;Tava com uma colega minha a tarde,depois da aula de matematica,  eu fui  para a frente da escola e tava la com umas colegas minhas .&lt;br /&gt;Fui dar uma volta com uma colega minha , a mesma de manhã xD&lt;br /&gt;E nem sinal dele ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfIXPmO1ORI/AAAAAAAAABs/AEmgH5G2gLY/s1600-h/flores+picasso+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfIXPmO1ORI/AAAAAAAAABs/AEmgH5G2gLY/s320/flores+picasso+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346865860950290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Depois quando ia para ao pé das minhas colegas á minha colega diz baixinho para mim "Olha ele,vem ali"....&lt;br /&gt;Só que eu tava noutra,e nem me lembrei de quem ela tava a falar só que ela foi para perto das minhas colegas eu continuei e ele veio falar comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Perguntou se queria dar voltas á escola(é andar em volta da escola x)  )&lt;br /&gt;eu claro repondi que sim .&lt;br /&gt;Nós falamos de varios assuntos...&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito fixe...&lt;br /&gt;Quando deu o toque de entrada ele ainda foi me por á sala !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;u amo ele *_________*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh pah eu &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te 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style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 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!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Amo-te !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;serio sera que vai ser muito complicado de ele perceber isso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada minuto que estou com ele ,aptece-me beijar a boca dele &lt;span&gt;^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;em que era bom, só que...não sei se ele é da minha "equipa" ou não .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só uma colega minha a que sabe que gosto dele que é a que estou sempre :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só uma coisa&lt;br /&gt;: Feliz 25 de Abril de 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraços .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &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/8480799816024397872-3224030291601007873?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3224030291601007873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/ele.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3224030291601007873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3224030291601007873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/ele.html' title='Ele'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SfIXPSMSJtI/AAAAAAAAABk/JxnFl9_tL4E/s72-c/cjhcvvchvc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-7574721037370254543</id><published>2009-04-22T21:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:51:23.989+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk-Push-Talk | Olha....|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eu na Escola ja andava de olho num rapaz ....e então hoje....&lt;br /&gt;Nos tinhamos aula de visual e a turma dele tava sempre a entrar na nossa sala (turma não ele ) a turma dele tava a fazer umas T-SHIRTS na parte onde se arruma as "coisas" de visual e então surge conversa dentro da sala e no quartinho ....Uuiiii:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Se9-p2BOECI/AAAAAAAAABc/otOrsu7-Y1U/s1600-h/bla_bla_belogue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Se9-p2BOECI/AAAAAAAAABc/otOrsu7-Y1U/s320/bla_bla_belogue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327616141542952994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ela-Amiga&lt;br /&gt;Ele-Ele xD&lt;br /&gt;Eu-Acho que sou eu =D&lt;br /&gt;Prof- Prof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu: Olha viste a minha capa de visual?&lt;br /&gt;Ela: Não,sabes que os que recolhem as capas são uns desastrados ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Professora entra na sala com ele )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u: ....&lt;br /&gt;Ela: Olha não era aquele rapaz de manhã....&lt;br /&gt;Eu: :$ Acho que sim !&lt;br /&gt;Ela: Aproveita e vai la dentro buscar a tua capa.&lt;br /&gt;Eu: Ahh! Sim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ele ja tava la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ele: Olá!&lt;br /&gt;Eu: Ola ....Então que é que voces vão fazer ?&lt;br /&gt;Ele: Umas T-Shirts....&lt;br /&gt;Eu: Uau! Fixeee :D&lt;br /&gt;Ele: Sim...Mas tu tens aulas aqui ao lado?&lt;br /&gt;Eu: Sim,Sim,Sim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Eu a ficar cada vez mais vermelho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele:Não sabia...&lt;br /&gt;Eu: ......&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Então ja devias ter buscado a tua capa?!E não te pores ai na conversa ...&lt;br /&gt;Eu: Ò.Ó&lt;br /&gt;Ele: Prof. Ele ja ia!&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Hummm...Ok...despachateeee :|&lt;br /&gt;Eu: =S&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu até tive medo que aquilo acabasse mal mas correu tudo bem!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Him&lt;br /&gt;Se estiveres a ler isto  , &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;E&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, é apenas isto que tinha &amp;amp; tenho para te dizer !&lt;br /&gt;Penso que olhei para ele umas &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;500 vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quando eu ia para ir para casa vi ele&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; *______* &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã vou as 9h e vou aproveitar&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adeus !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8480799816024397872-7574721037370254543?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7574721037370254543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/talk-push-talk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7574721037370254543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7574721037370254543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/talk-push-talk.html' title='Talk-Push-Talk | Olha....|'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Se9-p2BOECI/AAAAAAAAABc/otOrsu7-Y1U/s72-c/bla_bla_belogue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-5947671507557320472</id><published>2009-04-18T21:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:09:22.349+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ausente &amp; Historia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eu ando ausente ,não sei se já notaram .Mas tenho andado a praticar exercicio ,quero ter um corpo melhor no verão !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326129640615812338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 273px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Seo2sGiVnPI/AAAAAAAAABE/jZVHMLgrXww/s320/ghgh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Principalmente agora que está quase a chegar o verão !Penso que quase todos ,tendo em conta gays e hetero's ,quase todos querem ter um &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;corpinho bom &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pra ir para a praia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu lembro-me de ter uns 8 ou 7 anos e passar na rua e ver um homem que gostava e olhar pro rabo dos homems.Mas teho uma historia para contar vejam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Na praia era costume ir com colegas(homens os mais chegados x) ) e uma vez um colega meu estava ao meu lado na toalha e pos a mao dele em cima da minha (ainda por cima ele era tão girooo e fofo ,eu ate desconfiava que ele era gay),depois fui comprar uma agua a um bar so que não queria ir ao mais perto porque tinha uma colega minha que odeio,então e e ele fomos a um um pouco mais longe ,as minhas(e meus) colegas foram pro mar e la fomos nos eu e ele só que eu tinha de ir aos balnearios então ele foi comigo ....quando eu cheguei lá o balneario tava vazio,(ele tava só de calçoes) eu fui para o duche,quando depois de uns 15 segundos ele entra no mesmo duche que eu e &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;beijou-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .Foi uma sensação tão boa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326134778916597922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 201px; height: 126px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Seo7XMMtcKI/AAAAAAAAABM/EJMJ4MeD5cI/s320/dffddffd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Depois eu e ele fomos comprar a tal agua e andavamos sempre aos beijos (com o maximo cuidado para ninguem ver,tirando uma inglesa que tava na cabine telefonica e ele deu-me um beijo)...Na praia as minhas colegas notavam que havia algo diferente entre nós ...mas nem se interessaram (Namoramos um ano e meio).Depois de esse dia nós combinavamos encontros as escondidas e iamos ter um com o outro !Depois de um ano e meio ele acabou comigo não sei porque,mas nós tambem ja não estavamos muito bem....mas enquanto durou valeu a pena :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi o meu Melhor verão ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326137483020966834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 154px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Seo90lxbm7I/AAAAAAAAABU/wV7u7L9FG30/s320/dfdffd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Oxala que neste verão encontra-se o meu &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não é o mesmo tou a falar de um novo,mas tambem se fosse o mesmo e nós começassemos tudo de novo&lt;/span&gt;) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Historias de vida ^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fiquem Bem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;M'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&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/8480799816024397872-5947671507557320472?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5947671507557320472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/ausente-historia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5947671507557320472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/5947671507557320472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/ausente-historia.html' title='Ausente &amp;amp; Historia'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Seo2sGiVnPI/AAAAAAAAABE/jZVHMLgrXww/s72-c/ghgh.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-4131960800490892659</id><published>2009-04-11T10:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:33:40.549+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Pascoa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Só vim aqui para desejar uma Boa Pascoa ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SeBl0jEFJCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/R6pTVeKxiA8/s1600-h/kj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323366712991884322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SeBl0jEFJCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/R6pTVeKxiA8/s320/kj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui em baixo está um video de Pascoa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PP8avO4rlMQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&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/PP8avO4rlMQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;i  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Proibido para menores de 10 anos,pode conter conteudos inapropriados)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;i face="arial"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-4131960800490892659?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4131960800490892659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/feliz-pascoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4131960800490892659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4131960800490892659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/feliz-pascoa.html' title='Feliz Pascoa!'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/SeBl0jEFJCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/R6pTVeKxiA8/s72-c/kj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-4619376286202212527</id><published>2009-03-31T22:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:38:29.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nem sei o que dizer,eu estava tão desesperado para que chegasse o dia 28/03/09 e afinal fiquei doente !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;E logo eu que não gosto nada de pastilhas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Foi por isso que andei ausente...Alem disso nem tudo é mau assim ninguem me chateia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tenho estado longe ate de mim proprio tenho estado longe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As minhas notas estão super normais ....é so mesmo pra não ser normal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bem não é que daqui a uns pequenos dias chegam uns primos meus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bem ....eu ainda não consegui arranjar alguem suficientemente intelingente para falar comigo até agora alguma coisa de "jeito".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;....Amanhã é dia das Mentiras lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Se alguem quiser falar comigo adicione este mail : &lt;a href="mailto:MgjL-L@hotmail.com"&gt;MgjL-L@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; é bem esquisite ne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tambem ja achei isso!&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.giftube.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://91.121.71.200/gifs/2354.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adeus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480799816024397872-4619376286202212527?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4619376286202212527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/ferias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4619376286202212527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4619376286202212527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/ferias.html' title='Ferias'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-3479650305107293996</id><published>2009-03-24T19:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:17:57.311Z</updated><title type='text'>Prova !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nem sabem no que meti o meu prof. de Mat. ele diz aí vêm a semana de Matematica, quem quer se inscrever na prova de Mat. (E eu distraido -.-' "eu , eu , eu !!!") Então já tou inscrito !&lt;br /&gt;Hoje recebi o teste de historia , Era pra mandar o Prof. meter no ....&lt;br /&gt;Mas com isto não vos disse tudo !&lt;br /&gt;Hoje em F.C a nossa D.T está a faltar ("Coitadita x'D") e veio uma Prof. a se achar muito eu tava a falar com uma colega minha e não é que ela acontece este dialogo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof': Namorar não é aqui?!&lt;br /&gt;Eu: Não tava a namorar só tava a falar !&lt;br /&gt;Prof': ....Então é Gay' ?!....&lt;br /&gt;Eu: O que ?Por acaso não tá a insinuar nada?!&lt;br /&gt;Prof': ....(Calou-se)....E se estivesse?&lt;br /&gt;Eu: Por acaso já me meti na sua vida? Não tenho nada a haver consigo!&lt;br /&gt;Prof': ....(Toda envergonhada com a barraca) Bem esta conversa acaba aqui !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem eu fiquei , toda as pessoas da minha turma ficaram babadas a ver eu a discutir com a Prof.(LOL)Aqui deixo um video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MisPXKcDsXc&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&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/MisPXKcDsXc&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem !&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/8480799816024397872-3479650305107293996?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3479650305107293996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/prova.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3479650305107293996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3479650305107293996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/prova.html' title='Prova !'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-7531627131064386356</id><published>2009-03-22T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:07:57.900Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Esta semana foi bem longa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Eu vi o filme "Crepusculo" ,adorei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem eu quase nem tenho vontade de escrever aqui .&lt;br /&gt;Eu ontem vi na televisão como é abito aquele programa de Magia.&lt;br /&gt;Tava a Teclar quando começou o programa!&lt;br /&gt;Ah ,ainda ninguem cabe no meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei porque os gays não podem ter uma vida normal como as outras pessoas?!&lt;br /&gt;Mas........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não apetece escrever mais !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M.&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/8480799816024397872-7531627131064386356?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7531627131064386356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/esta-semana-foi-bem-longa-eu-vi-o-filme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7531627131064386356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7531627131064386356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/esta-semana-foi-bem-longa-eu-vi-o-filme.html' title=''/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-4993051735011239123</id><published>2009-03-19T08:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:12:10.031Z</updated><title type='text'>Os meus dias'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ontem foi um daqueles dias' pra esquecer!Alem de eu odiar 4ª feira !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Acordei cedo' pra ouvir a minha prof.de geo ?! Alem de ter de tar lá ainda tinha de ouvir os comentarios dela !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/ScIJ1DA_phI/AAAAAAAAAAg/kXUfDJ3JePM/s1600-h/sasasasa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314821317197800978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/ScIJ1DA_phI/AAAAAAAAAAg/kXUfDJ3JePM/s320/sasasasa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eu tenho um prof que goza ... De tudo e de todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Se ele descobre que sou gay' aquelas aulas ....vou dar me muito mal com o store!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Depois quando cheguei a casa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Exausto !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Vou pro pc e quase não saia de la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/ScIK6kcc64I/AAAAAAAAAAw/TzhyIAKEa-c/s1600-h/ytytytyt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314822511582309250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/ScIK6kcc64I/AAAAAAAAAAw/TzhyIAKEa-c/s320/ytytytyt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flor?A mim nem uma flor se alegra-me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;: /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adeus !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8480799816024397872-4993051735011239123?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4993051735011239123/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/os-meus-dias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4993051735011239123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/4993051735011239123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/os-meus-dias.html' title='Os meus dias&apos;'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/ScIJ1DA_phI/AAAAAAAAAAg/kXUfDJ3JePM/s72-c/sasasasa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-3647667944135059317</id><published>2009-03-03T21:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:53:58.652Z</updated><title type='text'>3 de Março -: Pura chatice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Olá a todos !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o meu dia foi :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordei , fui ver tv e como é de costume Nada de interessante !&lt;br /&gt;Fui pro computador onde lá tive horas e horas até ter de ir pa escola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ná escola:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive F.C Chato!E para variar a Prof de Ing. Faltou !!! Só que tivemos E.A !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uma chatice nos intervalos não fiz quase nada tive numas cadeiras ao pe da biblioteca com os meus amigos/amigas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sa2k75rTtaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8QNJdEK-PCw/s1600-h/broken-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sa2k75rTtaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8QNJdEK-PCw/s320/broken-heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309080884741387682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devem estar a se perguntarem porque?!&lt;br /&gt;A pessoa de que gostava,aprecebi-me que não gostava realmente dela :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que não se passou nada entre nós!&lt;br /&gt;Só &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Friends! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dá e sobra!&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora nessecito de uma paixoneta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje quando vinha da escola fui ao Bar e Lá ao sair dei-me de caras com um (Rapaz) E quase bati nele ao sair !&lt;br /&gt;Vida desisnteresante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amnhã tenho teste de ED.FS ,Onde já se viu!&lt;br /&gt;Tenho de estudar umas 7 ou 8 Paginas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lixado que é o prof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Alguem!&lt;br /&gt;Quem ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que seja bem rapido que encontre o Meu (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;homem&lt;/span&gt;) H na minha turma é um caso pra esquecer ...! Ná escola tambem nem sei!&lt;br /&gt;Só se for fora...!&lt;br /&gt;alguem que me fassa rir sem ter motivo,acorde com vontade de beija-lo com vontade de andar a distribuir abraços!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais ainda esse H não existe!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&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/8480799816024397872-3647667944135059317?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3647667944135059317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-de-marco-pura-chatice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3647667944135059317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/3647667944135059317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-de-marco-pura-chatice.html' title='3 de Março -: Pura chatice'/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sa2k75rTtaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8QNJdEK-PCw/s72-c/broken-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480799816024397872.post-7066774157951182275</id><published>2009-03-03T21:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:39:49.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Olá á Todos !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu sou o MgjL' =Miguel e Sou G'y =Gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui venho desabafar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E espero que gostem!&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/8480799816024397872-7066774157951182275?l=quotidianogaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7066774157951182275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/ola-todos-eu-sou-o-mgjl-miguel-e-sou-gy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7066774157951182275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480799816024397872/posts/default/7066774157951182275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotidianogaym.blogspot.com/2009/03/ola-todos-eu-sou-o-mgjl-miguel-e-sou-gy.html' title=''/><author><name>α∂olescenтз gαу</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05729275012450742080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryiGOeM3brk/Sp8mx2s1DCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mzouGaInPU0/s1600-R/Kissing-in-the-rain-death-note-yaoi-7510279-1000-773.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
