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Tocaram e tocaram muito.... tocaram musicas do novo album... e aproveitaram para nos brindarem com alguns hits que o povo portugues já mercia ouvir á muitos anos.... ficaram de fora temas como bonnes e uncle johny... mas estiveram lá as outras todas, Read my mind, Mr BrightSide, all these things that i've done foram momentos epicos numa noite em que a despedida trouxe, when you were young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficam duas amostras da noite de sabado, a primeira, Spaceman, teve direito a bis. apos o final da musica, o publico continuou a cantar, o que levou os killers a juntarem-se ao publico e a repetirem a musica....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Ee3WYlL6tw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/7Ee3WYlL6tw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto a esta, é bom ouvir dustland fairytale cantada em coro....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qbzKg2TvhEI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/qbzKg2TvhEI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os meus braços estão ali no meio. os meus gemeos tmb doridos como tudo... mas era impossivel não saltar e cantar depois de uma performance de alto nivel de brandon Flowers e sus muchachos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quem não foi só há duas palavras a dizer... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;temos pena&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Espero bem não ter que esperar muit tempo para ouvir estes senhores novamente ao vivo... os albuns são bons!? sim muito! mas é muito melhor ouvi-los ao vivo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-2520960367411846970?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2520960367411846970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=2520960367411846970' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2520960367411846970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2520960367411846970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2009/07/sbsr-09.html' title='SBSR 09'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-2908814424411348310</id><published>2008-12-10T10:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:42:28.681Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Inocência !?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eu acredito no amor... desde que não estejam a dar desenhos animados!"&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Criança de 5 anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-2908814424411348310?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2908814424411348310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=2908814424411348310' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2908814424411348310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2908814424411348310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/12/inocncia.html' title='Inocência !?'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3823805711022803388</id><published>2008-11-11T15:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:10:43.593Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>O segredo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Como dava beijos lentos, duravam-lhe mais os amores"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ramón Gómez de la Serna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Será que é este o segredo!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3823805711022803388?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3823805711022803388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8809750360244279293</id><published>2008-11-11T12:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:22:07.032Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Killed the Radio Star</title><content type='html'>Original qt baste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dr7aNxBXym8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dr7aNxBXym8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e esta tmb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OcgTOf8z-Mg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/OcgTOf8z-Mg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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/7888407160195610332-8809750360244279293?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8809750360244279293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1562829939666846543</id><published>2008-11-07T11:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:09:45.280Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facilidades'/><title type='text'>Elliott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SRQujJcDSdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/OZ6sohEtcGQ/s1600-h/elliott-wave-a2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SRQujJcDSdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/OZ6sohEtcGQ/s320/elliott-wave-a2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265885045666826706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff8d35;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; fluctuations in the markets are attributable not to the events themselves but to the human reactions to these event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ff9645;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; Human emotions are rhythmical or cyclical in nature - they move in waves (or cycles) of a definite number and direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Muito obrigado ao Ralph Nelson Elliott, por ter inventado esta teoria(la por volta dos anos 30) e que é extremamente fiável!(falha ali por um ou dois pontinhos) .  Esta teoria permite antecipar tendencias de mercado, uma coisa que dá bastante jeito no trading intraday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim sobre a forma de resumo, muito resumido.... a teoria é isto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Aos movimentos ascendentes e descendentes chamou "ondas". Verificou que, nos mercados, a evolução das cotações tem a forma de 5 ondas organizadas segundo uma determinada estrutura. Três das ondas, designadas 1, 3 e 5, são responsáveis pela direcção ascendente ou descendente do movimento. Estas 3 ondas são intercaladas por dois impulsos contrários à direcção principal do movimento, designadas ondas 2 e 4. Após as 5 ondas, assiste-se a um movimento correctivo constituído por 3 impulsos designados a, b, c. A este fenómeno chamou "&lt;a href="http://www.elliottwave.net/basictenets/basics1.htm"&gt;The Wave Principle&lt;/a&gt;":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elliottwave.net/basictenets/basics_images/fig_3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R. N. Elliott referiu 3 características destas "ondas" que se verificam de forma consistente:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a) a onda 2 nunca ultrapassa o início da onda 1;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;b) a onda 3 nunca corresponde ao impulso mais pequeno; isto é, nunca é a onda mais pequena;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;c) a onda 4 nunca corrige para valores inferiores ao máximo da onda 1; a onda 4 não invade território da onda 1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Em qualquer momento podemos reconhecer a posição do mercado num determinado ponto da estrutura em 5 ondas. Desse modo obtemos uma percepção sobre qual será a sua evolução mais provável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1562829939666846543?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1562829939666846543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1562829939666846543' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1562829939666846543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1562829939666846543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/11/elliott.html' title='Elliott'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SRQujJcDSdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/OZ6sohEtcGQ/s72-c/elliott-wave-a2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-5674388613458729788</id><published>2008-10-30T10:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:19:02.541Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>can you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VeBBmYRe9uQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/VeBBmYRe9uQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;I never really gave up on&lt;br /&gt;Breakin' out of this two-star town&lt;br /&gt;I got the green light&lt;br /&gt;I got a little fight&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna turn this thing around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-5674388613458729788?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5674388613458729788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=5674388613458729788' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/5674388613458729788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/5674388613458729788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-you.html' title='can you?'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3582832872731768979</id><published>2008-10-16T18:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:04:56.579+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><title type='text'>mas porque?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SPdzfn9OuGI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ybB-7SDRvyc/s1600-h/question-mark1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SPdzfn9OuGI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ybB-7SDRvyc/s320/question-mark1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257798077117282402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;30% das mensagens(daquelas do telemóvel) que recebo são de números que não conheço! :S No entanto, mais de metade dessas são de pessoas que eu nunca vi, que dizem que não falam comigo a anos! e ainda assim é suposto eu lembrar-me delas! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gente que me envia msgs e que eu não sei quem voces são&lt;/span&gt;, estou aqui a escrever isto pq nao quero ser mal interpretado! eu não me lembro, não é por ser convencido! é que eu náo me lembro do que fiz a 3 dias atras! qt mais com quem falei á 3/4 anos! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peço imensa desculpa, mas tentem compreender! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3582832872731768979?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3582832872731768979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3582832872731768979' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3582832872731768979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3582832872731768979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/10/mas-porque.html' title='mas porque?'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SPdzfn9OuGI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ybB-7SDRvyc/s72-c/question-mark1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6578184044072560311</id><published>2008-10-16T16:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:01:23.862+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pes'/><title type='text'>ta quase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SPdk0cURoyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/FVD6ePmxKEQ/s1600-h/pes2009vl7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SPdk0cURoyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/FVD6ePmxKEQ/s320/pes2009vl7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257781942095553314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falta muuuuuuito pouco tempo! ainda assim parece uma eternidade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SPdk0cURoyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/FVD6ePmxKEQ/s1600-h/pes2009vl7.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6578184044072560311?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6578184044072560311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6578184044072560311' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6578184044072560311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6578184044072560311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/10/ta-quase.html' title='ta quase'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SPdk0cURoyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/FVD6ePmxKEQ/s72-c/pes2009vl7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8875043050511301103</id><published>2008-10-07T16:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:12:12.331+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escrita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incentivo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='janelas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiencias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teatro'/><title type='text'>A experimentar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOuKI_nZD2I/AAAAAAAAAfY/R-HeL97yNik/s1600-h/bg_escrever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOuKI_nZD2I/AAAAAAAAAfY/R-HeL97yNik/s320/bg_escrever.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254445277378056034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escrever escrever é ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Imagine-se no centro de Lisboa, numa sala com vista para a Praça Luís de Camões. Ao fundo da Rua das Flores, o rio. Aqui escreve-se. Escreve-se à volta de uma mesa, em pequenos grupos cujos elementos  têm em comum a vontade de experimentar, ou de aprofundar a escrita, seja ela literária, técnica ou até de experiências. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; font-style: italic;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O velho chão de madeira corrida tem a flexibilidade de quem já sentiu muitos passos. Há quem venha para um curso de um mês, de alguns dias ou até de um sábado apenas. Há quem venha para começar, e há também quem por aqui fique por vários meses, porque há escritas que não podem ir ao microondas. Irrelevantes são a formação de base, os conhecimentos ou a idade, aqui não há gavetas, apenas a vontade de escrever. E aqui invariavelmente, escreve-se. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Todos os meses na escrever escrever há novos cursos, há novas propostas, mas sempre, sempre, com todas as letras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;" align="justify"&gt;E eu vou lá todas as 5 feiras só para experimentar e ver o que vai dar! Vai ser essa a expecativa... principalmente porque não ha nenhum curso para quem escreve coisas parvas... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8875043050511301103?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8875043050511301103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8875043050511301103' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8875043050511301103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8875043050511301103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/10/experimentar.html' title='A experimentar!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOuKI_nZD2I/AAAAAAAAAfY/R-HeL97yNik/s72-c/bg_escrever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6797888258888340428</id><published>2008-10-07T12:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:17:39.702+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cenas com coisas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cenas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incentivo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='....'/><title type='text'>Apetece-me</title><content type='html'>Apetece-me, e muito... Mergulhar numa piscina olímpica cheia disto! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOtE-It9_yI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Jvf5ch4GBK4/s1600-h/smarties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 633px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOtE-It9_yI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Jvf5ch4GBK4/s400/smarties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254369224540684066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6797888258888340428?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6797888258888340428/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6797888258888340428' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6797888258888340428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6797888258888340428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/10/apetece-me.html' title='Apetece-me'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOtE-It9_yI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Jvf5ch4GBK4/s72-c/smarties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-2895691113154544981</id><published>2008-10-06T16:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:28:42.288+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teatro'/><title type='text'>O avarento</title><content type='html'>Este fim-de-semana fui ao teatro. Ver O Avarento de Molière, interpretado, de uma forma bastante original, por uns meninos e meninas de Coimbra com jeito para o teatro. O CITAC, reinventou o avarento de uma forma bastante original adaptando-o a conceitos bastante interessantes que a sociedade vive neste inicio de SEC XXI. Uma peça de Molière com discotecas, marijuana e playstaion parece-me original que chege! E aé que ficou bastante bem. A peça por vezes é confusa, mas nada como discuti-la no final com alguem para perceber o que se passou em cima do palco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica  a "intriga" para quem estiver interessado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valério, jovem separado da família, após certas perturbações sociais, semelhantes às hodiernas, salvou Elisa do perigo de morrer afogada. Apaixonado pela jovem, resolve vir colocar-se como mordomo do pai desta, Harpagão, que quer casar sua filha com outro homem. Cleanto irmão de Elisa ama Mariana, que por sua vez circula entre pai e filho. Falta Anselmo: «Deus ex machina», espécie de gato-com-botas napolitano, alguém que não precisa de ser senão o que é, isto é, um fantoche simpático. É sobre este fundo de intriga amorosa que nós vamos ver a projecção desse vício medonho: a avareza, atormentando o burguês egoísta. O desfecho é atabalhoado, artificial, postiço, longo, enfadonho, e o essencial é que feche a intriga aberta na cena inicial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-2895691113154544981?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2895691113154544981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=2895691113154544981' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2895691113154544981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2895691113154544981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-avarento.html' title='O avarento'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4498046911788913171</id><published>2008-10-06T12:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:27:01.216+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Como enviar encomendas pra longe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOnyXFmdWaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/YrJocWEjHJo/s1600-h/CIMG2166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOnyXFmdWaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/YrJocWEjHJo/s400/CIMG2166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253996918758791586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto dos moços... a serio que gosto! parecem boas pessoas, são divertidos! e até sabem dizer umas graçolas! Mas depois da amostra de ontem à noite! POR FAVOR não... a serio! não vale a pena. É que se é para ser assim tão mau que até faz doer as unhas eu não quero ver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é que é possível que ao fim de uma parte e meia, ainda não tinha conseguido esboçar nem 1 sorriso! Quando num programa de, suposta, comédia eu só me consigo rir do aspecto que dois dos 4 cromos cromos tinham à uns atrás!? É porque alguma coisa vai mal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus amigos... bonito bonito era ver agora 2min de conversa do Bruno Nogueira acerca deste programa mais que fraco dos Gatos! Até podia ser que eles espevitassem! é que afigura que eles fizeram ontem a noite foi muito má! PÉSSIMA se calhar é mais acertada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho saudades do velho modelo deles.. É ai que eles são bons! é ai que eles tem piada! Agora... tentarem pegar naquilo que faziam na RTP e remodelar assim em cima do joelho e fazer um grande coco que depois põe a transmitir em horário nobre na televisão não tem jeito nenhum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei onde é que querem chegar... mas pelo que eu estou a ver qualquer pessoa que os encontre devia recambia-los para a china! ou para mais longe se ainda tiverem trocos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: E num é que um bêbado(Eu) tira um daqueles papelitos... decide ligar... ouve alguém a ablar durante toooootil tempo.. "ah e tal parabéns porque ganhou!" diziam eles do outro lado do telemóvel... e precisou que alguém ouvisse "Ena pá... perdeste!" para perceber que vai ver esta bosta de programa ao vivo! :S É bom que isto melhore! se não levo um cartaz a pedir para acabarem com o programa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.2: Era fixe um campeonato entre os contemporâneos e o Gato! e se assim fosse... já estava 1 a 0(zero)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.3: Quem quiser oferecer-me uma contacte por email que eu digo para onde enviar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-4498046911788913171?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4498046911788913171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4498046911788913171' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4498046911788913171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4498046911788913171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/10/como-enviar-encomendas-pra-longe.html' title='Como enviar encomendas pra longe!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOnyXFmdWaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/YrJocWEjHJo/s72-c/CIMG2166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4386546338689699280</id><published>2008-10-03T17:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:01:50.562+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden State'/><title type='text'>Oh yes we are!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOZPruTGuOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/D1ctdSP_GLM/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOZPruTGuOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/D1ctdSP_GLM/s400/stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252973627955394786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;'We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &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/7888407160195610332-4386546338689699280?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4386546338689699280/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4386546338689699280' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4386546338689699280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4386546338689699280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-yes-we-are.html' title='Oh yes we are!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOZPruTGuOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/D1ctdSP_GLM/s72-c/stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8132069194118110941</id><published>2008-10-03T15:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:26:34.475+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economia'/><title type='text'>Não é que eu seja radical... mas!</title><content type='html'>Se quando eu faço um mau investimento ninguém me ajuda e me dá dinheiro! Se quando eu faço asneiras o meu chefe, os meus pais, ou mesmo, os meus amigos, dizem-me que tenho que ser eu a arranjar uma solução, porque é que alguém deve ajudar os senhores dos bancos!? eles são única e exclusivamente os responsáveis pelo estado da economia neste momento! por isso deveriam ser responsabilizados e não ajudados! por isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOYrSLC7LNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/yfHlTzJDtxk/s1600-h/_45075194_bailout_416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOYrSLC7LNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/yfHlTzJDtxk/s400/_45075194_bailout_416.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252933606576958674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8132069194118110941?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8132069194118110941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8132069194118110941' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8132069194118110941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8132069194118110941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-que-eu-seja-radical-mas.html' title='Não é que eu seja radical... mas!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SOYrSLC7LNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/yfHlTzJDtxk/s72-c/_45075194_bailout_416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7048138666266796390</id><published>2008-09-11T11:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:24:05.893+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portugal'/><title type='text'>O nosso Portugal!</title><content type='html'>Ora ai está 1 hora de comentários bastante interessantes sobre esta nossa terra plantada à beira mar! Para quem tiver tempo, e interesse, em ouvir esta bela dissertação do Miguel Esteves Cardoso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-3506394389164430543&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=true" width:400px;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz o senhor logo abrir a entrevista.. "ah e tal eu sou apaixonado por Portugal!" mas ha alguem que não seja!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7048138666266796390?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7048138666266796390/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7048138666266796390' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7048138666266796390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7048138666266796390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-nosso-portugal.html' title='O nosso Portugal!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7533548825689927150</id><published>2008-08-28T16:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:50:44.054+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><title type='text'>If you would, then you really could...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SLbI24hDU9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/taju0CwuF6Q/s1600-h/baloi%C3%A7o%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="baloiço" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SLbI3n4Wr2I/AAAAAAAAAd8/YO0XdpD71FE/baloi%C3%A7o_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="180" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;If you would, then you really could.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7533548825689927150?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7533548825689927150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7533548825689927150' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7533548825689927150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7533548825689927150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-you-would-then-you-really-can.html' title='If you would, then you really could...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SLbI3n4Wr2I/AAAAAAAAAd8/YO0XdpD71FE/s72-c/baloi%C3%A7o_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3614758147334334552</id><published>2008-08-21T15:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:32:02.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Clap Clap Clap Clap</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SK18X4ynSJI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1Ij63TkScsM/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="266" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SK18YfNU6RI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jVy2Q5xiqlo/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Afinal nem tudo foi negativo!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3614758147334334552?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3614758147334334552/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3614758147334334552' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3614758147334334552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3614758147334334552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/08/clap-clap-clap-clap.html' title='Clap Clap Clap Clap'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SK18YfNU6RI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jVy2Q5xiqlo/s72-c/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6639563378837315843</id><published>2008-07-31T10:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:06.560Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quero ferias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='janelas'/><title type='text'>Na proxima semana</title><content type='html'>Durante a proxima semana, vou ter aquilo a que se chama, umas merecidas ferias! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SJGFofmXOiI/AAAAAAAAAdg/2sTWAiudfOY/s1600-h/PictureWindow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SJGFofmXOiI/AAAAAAAAAdg/2sTWAiudfOY/s400/PictureWindow1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229107573077522978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e este é a unica parte do plano que está confirmada... pelo menos durante 2 manhãs, vou puder acordar e abrir janelas! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6639563378837315843?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6639563378837315843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6639563378837315843' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6639563378837315843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6639563378837315843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/na-proxima-semana.html' title='Na proxima semana'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SJGFofmXOiI/AAAAAAAAAdg/2sTWAiudfOY/s72-c/PictureWindow1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7292596569578281645</id><published>2008-07-30T16:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:56:42.711+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é autentico tem mais sabor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;           &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:c98d23bb-1f33-4abd-b7e1-6e9bb1eaf45f" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kZMid-ukbHs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kZMid-ukbHs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;&lt;embed name="scroll" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=2147445137&amp;amp;border=2&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" width="180" height="210" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/brandi-carlile-lyrics.html"&gt;Brandi Carlile Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/"&gt;The Story Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;Muito mais sabor :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7292596569578281645?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7292596569578281645/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7292596569578281645' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7292596569578281645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7292596569578281645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-que-autentico-tem-mais-sabor_30.html' title='O que é autentico tem mais sabor...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3214084949837588446</id><published>2008-07-26T19:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:13:50.655+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pessoas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vidas'/><title type='text'>Ainda há!</title><content type='html'>É engraçado, como à medida que o tempo passa, a primeira impressão que o meu cérebro me dá, acaba por confirmar, as vezes até as supera, as expectativas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E digo isto porque!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resposta fácil... mesmo muito fácil! este mundo ainda tem pessoas fantásticas! E nos últimos dias, tenho pensado nisso... e pelo meu raciocínio! Existem mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há pessoas que se desdobram em mil... tem tempo para tudo, para viver a vida delas, divertirem-se, trabalhar, ajudar os outros, ir sair com os amigos! Que fazem rir e fazem pensar... Mas é pela forma que encaram a vida, e pela solidariedade que demonstram no dia a dia, que me levam a pensar assim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és fantástica! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3214084949837588446?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3214084949837588446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3214084949837588446' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3214084949837588446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3214084949837588446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/ainda-h.html' title='Ainda há!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-937943378574976599</id><published>2008-07-25T16:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T16:07:03.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>pudesse tudo ser decidido assim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SInsEQLqEeI/AAAAAAAAAdA/D8roTMdPufc/s1600-h/malmequer%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="158" alt="malmequer" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SInsE7VwVzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wpbRKOhL-04/malmequer_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;e a vida era muito mais facil...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-937943378574976599?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/937943378574976599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=937943378574976599' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/937943378574976599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/937943378574976599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/pudesse-tudo-ser-decidido-assim.html' title='pudesse tudo ser decidido assim...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SInsE7VwVzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wpbRKOhL-04/s72-c/malmequer_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-135766197637805216</id><published>2008-07-15T20:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:57:33.278+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Estímulos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:b6778c00-c272-4748-91d2-d501b5fcfc20" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/modXbqbsAvs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/modXbqbsAvs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7888407160195610332-135766197637805216?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/135766197637805216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=135766197637805216' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/135766197637805216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/135766197637805216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/estmulos.html' title='Estímulos'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7130424467762977924</id><published>2008-07-11T20:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:04:26.059+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cenas com coisas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cenas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acontecimentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6feira'/><title type='text'>analogias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="5" src="http://images.forbes.com/media/assets/spacer_white.gif" width="5" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/markets/2008/07/11/briefing-midday-freddie-markets-equity-cx_cg_0711markets18.html" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;quot;If the stock market is an eternal battle between fear and greed, greed took Friday off.&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ser&amp;#225; que &amp;#233; so o mercado que &amp;#233; assim!? n&amp;#227;o ser&amp;#225; tambem.... digamos! a vida!&amp;#160; Sim a vida, assim no geral...&amp;#160; pelo menos a minha parece ser assim... um misto de medo e de ganancia! com um passo inseguro que leva a extremos... mas que leva! e que chega sempre a algum lad! quanto mais n&amp;#227;o seja ao errado! mas a verdade, &amp;#233; que tal como nos mercados, h&amp;#225; momentos em que, ou a ganancia ou o med, tiram ferias. Felizmente o medo come&amp;#231;ou a tirar mais ferias que a ganancia! e a ganancia come&amp;#231;ou aprender a ser moderada! Mas felizmente, ou n&amp;#227;o, a modera&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o poucas vezes entra nesta equa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o! e isso, &amp;#233; um grande &lt;a href="http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/viv-la-vida-or-death-to-all-is-friends.html" target="_blank"&gt;viva la vita&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7130424467762977924?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7130424467762977924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7130424467762977924' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7130424467762977924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7130424467762977924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/analogias.html' title='analogias...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4838471488362128262</id><published>2008-07-10T15:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T15:13:12.133+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>viv la vida... or death to all is friends!</title><content type='html'>é o nome do novo album dos coldplay... e este single é viciante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mYn6aTgbr60&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mYn6aTgbr60&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-4838471488362128262?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4838471488362128262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4838471488362128262' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4838471488362128262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4838471488362128262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/viv-la-vida-or-death-to-all-is-friends.html' title='viv la vida... or death to all is friends!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7057640213212933183</id><published>2008-07-07T20:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:57:50.456+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='re-open'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profissão'/><title type='text'>Mudanças II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="434" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="432"&gt;           &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:771bc10a-fe92-41af-b074-6af5f2f32f30" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gJEfSeimCQs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gJEfSeimCQs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="432"&gt;           &lt;p align="justify"&gt;E pq h&amp;#225; que continuar a onda de mudan&amp;#231;as... eu decidi dar um miminho a mim e aderir... quer dizer! eu n&amp;#227;o decidi.... o Patr&amp;#227;o decidu por todos nos... mas o que &amp;#233; certo &amp;#233; que at&amp;#233; &amp;#233; fixe... e &amp;#233; giro :P&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td valign="top" width="432"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SHJ0P8v-8nI/AAAAAAAAAc0/jfpBhK6yHUU/s1600-h/image%5B2%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SHJ1PV-Q_8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/DwbWiaoMXbE/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7057640213212933183?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7057640213212933183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7057640213212933183' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7057640213212933183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7057640213212933183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/mudanas-ii.html' title='Mudanças II'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SHJ1PV-Q_8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/DwbWiaoMXbE/s72-c/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-5308288619809253940</id><published>2008-07-07T20:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:49:09.184+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inteligencia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake up'/><title type='text'>Como é bom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SHJzLhCdLUI/AAAAAAAAAcs/UkVFSctsTw4/s1600-h/image%5B2%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SHJzNKibG0I/AAAAAAAAAcw/25N8mQiYKeQ/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;Nada como acabar mais um dia de trabalho, daqueles que correm bem, e vir despachar o resto dos mails para aqui... acompanhado por uma bela loira, fresquinha... e caladinha :)&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-5308288619809253940?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5308288619809253940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=5308288619809253940' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/5308288619809253940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/5308288619809253940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/como-bom.html' title='Como é bom...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SHJzNKibG0I/AAAAAAAAAcw/25N8mQiYKeQ/s72-c/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3711015876754803177</id><published>2008-07-07T20:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:03:47.683+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analises'/><title type='text'>E agora! para onde vamos nós!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SHJokWwtRrI/AAAAAAAAAck/lgpZ1ewLxuE/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="287" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SHJok_LFkMI/AAAAAAAAAco/posJFjOqv8A/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A resposta mais acertada deve ser 2005... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3711015876754803177?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3711015876754803177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3711015876754803177' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3711015876754803177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3711015876754803177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/e-agora-para-onde-vamos-ns.html' title='E agora! para onde vamos nós!?'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SHJok_LFkMI/AAAAAAAAAco/posJFjOqv8A/s72-c/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-5702772608511929051</id><published>2008-07-04T11:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:42:06.206+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cenas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vidas'/><title type='text'>New look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: " verdana","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT"&gt;Bem... h&amp;#225; alturas da vida em que precisamos de mudar alguma coisa! E ao longo dos &amp;#250;ltimos meses, fui mudando muita coisa, fui mudando de h&amp;#225;bitos, fui mudando o meu feitio em rela&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o a algumas coisas! Decidi ser mais tolerante! Decidi ir viajar... Decidi ir aprender l&amp;#237;nguas novas... decidi provar l&amp;#237;nguas novas! Achei que era bom ouvir coisas que n&amp;#227;o conhecia.&amp;#160; Decidi mudar de emprego (e este est&amp;#225; a dar muito mais pica! clap clap clap)... e decidi fazer outras coisas que n&amp;#227;o s&amp;#227;o para aqui chamadas(principalmente, porque fiz coisas importantes que n&amp;#227;o me lembro ao certo... Mas, continuava a faltar alguma coisa... Uma coisa, nem muito grande, nem muito pequena! era uma coisa que me fizesse sentir um poquito mas diferente! Ent&amp;#227;o, para toque final! decidi rapar o cabelo...      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: " verdana","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT"&gt;Na verdade, todas estas pequenas mudan&amp;#231;as, causaram-me um sentimento estranho. Mas a verdade &amp;#233; que com todas elas, senti-me melhor! at&amp;#233; com o raio do corte de cabelo... deixei de ter um cabelo &amp;#224; playmobil que todo no ar me fazia parecer um super guerreiro(sim daqueles que apareciam no sangoku), para agora aderir a uma imagem mais &lt;i&gt;army&lt;/i&gt;... o que vale &amp;#233; que elas, v&amp;#227;o elogiando &amp;#224; medida que v&amp;#227;o vendo! se n&amp;#227;o ficava triste! &amp;#233; que deixar de ouvir eu quero-me agarrar ao teu cabelo, &amp;#233; coisa que me importuna um bocadinho! Mas o importante &amp;#233; que mesmo sem o cabelo, elas continuam a passar a m&amp;#227;o pela cabe&amp;#231;a e a dizer alguma coisa, ou dizem mesmo sem passar l&amp;#225; a m&amp;#227;o! :)      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: " verdana","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT"&gt;fica aqui um antes e um depois, para a posteridade! :)     &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 321.75pt; mso-cellspacing: 0cm; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184; mso-padding-alt: 1.5pt 1.5pt 1.5pt 1.5pt" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="429" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow: 0; mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes"&gt;       &lt;td style="padding-right: 1.5pt; padding-left: 1.5pt; padding-bottom: 1.5pt; width: 183pt; padding-top: 1.5pt" width="244"&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SG3-ct92fHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/d08wzRe1oNw/s1600-h/bab3%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #6699cc; font-family: " times new roman","serif"; TEXT-DECORATION: none; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-no-proof: yes; text-underline: none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ignore: vglayout"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SG3-dLXGCbI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/SBjdud8q2lA/s1600-h/clip_image001%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="clip_image001" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SG3-dlxDjmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iey2HfSaqEk/clip_image001_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="234" border="0" v:shapes="Picture_x0020_1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: " times new roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT"&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td style="padding-right: 1.5pt; padding-left: 1.5pt; padding-bottom: 1.5pt; width: 137.25pt; padding-top: 1.5pt" width="183"&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: " times new roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SG3-eCl_PuI/AAAAAAAAAcY/JG-j7GinXdo/s1600-h/is596015%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #6699cc; font-family: " times new roman","serif"; TEXT-DECORATION: none; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-no-proof: yes; text-underline: none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ignore: vglayout"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SG3-e1a2ACI/AAAAAAAAAcc/GPvlV3ziwcg/s1600-h/clip_image002%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="146" alt="clip_image002" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SG3-faoFlLI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Ey7cLy0q6bs/clip_image002_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="176" border="0" v:shapes="Picture_x0020_2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: " times new roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: #333333; font-family: " verdana","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT"&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; color: #666666; font-family: " verdana","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT"&gt;p.s.: querido cabelo &amp;#224; playmobile, vou ter saudades tuas:( passamos bons momentos juntos... tenho pena que isto tenha acontecido, mas teve que ser!!!! pode ser que um dia as nossas vidas se voltem a cruzar e possamos andar de novo juntos a voar ao sabor do vento! at&amp;#233; um dia     &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &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/7888407160195610332-5702772608511929051?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/5702772608511929051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=5702772608511929051' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/5702772608511929051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/5702772608511929051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-look.html' title='New look!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/marioajmoreira/SG3-dlxDjmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iey2HfSaqEk/s72-c/clip_image001_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3659813698191430323</id><published>2008-05-06T15:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T15:56:54.501+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crenças'/><title type='text'>Eu acredito!</title><content type='html'>Sim, EU ACREDITO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito na uniao entre mamas pequenas, mamas grandes e mamas assim assim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito na uniao entre mamas pretas, mamas brancas, mamas amarelas, mamas le'sbicas e todo o tipo de mamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eu acredito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eu acredito num mundo melhor!&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/7888407160195610332-3659813698191430323?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3659813698191430323/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3659813698191430323' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3659813698191430323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3659813698191430323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/05/eu-acredito.html' title='Eu acredito!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-274285725600590949</id><published>2008-04-23T10:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:07.170Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SA8HRlY5gQI/AAAAAAAAAbM/b2cCPdR2mY0/s1600-h/spain-barcelona-hotels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SA8HRlY5gQI/AAAAAAAAAbM/b2cCPdR2mY0/s400/spain-barcelona-hotels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192376894057185538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SA8HGlY5gPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ZewANytl6rc/s1600-h/Barcelona-Spain_01-360a032907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SA8HGlY5gPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ZewANytl6rc/s400/Barcelona-Spain_01-360a032907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192376705078624498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SA8HBFY5gOI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xEbMsLBdbRc/s1600-h/barcelona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SA8HBFY5gOI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xEbMsLBdbRc/s400/barcelona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192376610589343970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te pá semana*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-274285725600590949?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/274285725600590949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=274285725600590949' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/274285725600590949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/274285725600590949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-we-go-te-p-semana.html' title=''/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SA8HRlY5gQI/AAAAAAAAAbM/b2cCPdR2mY0/s72-c/spain-barcelona-hotels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6870740335665005989</id><published>2008-04-08T16:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:07.340Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PSP'/><title type='text'>Já cá canta!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R_uWP9tKhbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/hnT0OKHebuM/s1600-h/PSP-Slim-Console_Black0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R_uWP9tKhbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/hnT0OKHebuM/s400/PSP-Slim-Console_Black0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186904596853458354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Todos temos uma criança que vive em nós... essa criança tmb precisa de antenção! :D e sendo assim... eu decidi dar um miminho á criança que vive em mim! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6870740335665005989?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6870740335665005989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6870740335665005989' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6870740335665005989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6870740335665005989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/04/j-c-canta.html' title='Já cá canta!!!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R_uWP9tKhbI/AAAAAAAAAZo/hnT0OKHebuM/s72-c/PSP-Slim-Console_Black0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6864840463745058121</id><published>2008-03-25T11:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:08.269Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vidas'/><title type='text'>Indecisões...</title><content type='html'>OU ISTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jjkNtKhaI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Dd2P2qAnvPg/s1600-h/arquiteto_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jjkNtKhaI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Dd2P2qAnvPg/s400/arquiteto_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181641582583645602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OU ISTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jjettKhZI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tYrTYZn4iyo/s1600-h/esp_cafe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jjettKhZI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tYrTYZn4iyo/s400/esp_cafe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181641488094365074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OU ATE MESMO ISTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jjZttKhYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/ldxX4A_ICrc/s1600-h/Falesia+Sombria_0.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jjZttKhYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/ldxX4A_ICrc/s400/Falesia+Sombria_0.preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181641402195019138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou então as 3... Mas a verdade é que morava em qq uma das 3... e provavelmente teria o mesmo sabor! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6864840463745058121?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6864840463745058121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6864840463745058121' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6864840463745058121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6864840463745058121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/03/indecises.html' title='Indecisões...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jjkNtKhaI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Dd2P2qAnvPg/s72-c/arquiteto_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1265667193345371222</id><published>2008-03-25T11:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:08.507Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>é hoje</title><content type='html'>Decidi-me vou perder a cabeça e gastar dinheiro... logicamente que vou ter que ficar uma semana sem lanchar(e quem sabe almoçar...)  para balancear a minha carteira... decidi gastar o orçamento anual de coisas futeis nesta coisinha linda :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jf0dtKhXI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RPzEQBbxeIY/s1600-h/ipod_nano.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jf0dtKhXI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RPzEQBbxeIY/s400/ipod_nano.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181637463710008690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim eu sei que com as trocas e baldrocas vai ficar por bem menos que 139 eurios... há que dar muitos vivas à FNAC por ser tão boa para os clientes! :P bora lá buscar um nano por 70 aerios hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1265667193345371222?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1265667193345371222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1265667193345371222' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1265667193345371222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1265667193345371222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/03/hoje.html' title='é hoje'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R-jf0dtKhXI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RPzEQBbxeIY/s72-c/ipod_nano.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1033390583552835226</id><published>2008-03-25T01:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-25T02:01:07.459Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden State'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q322n-f3FlU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q322n-f3FlU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.&lt;br /&gt;Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?&lt;br /&gt;And if you'd 'a took to me like&lt;br /&gt;Well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1033390583552835226?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1033390583552835226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1033390583552835226' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1033390583552835226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1033390583552835226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-looking-in-on-good-life-i-might-be.html' title=''/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7529863884673258442</id><published>2008-03-18T16:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T16:47:40.070Z</updated><title type='text'>Yes I can!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O que seria da pintura se picasso tivesse respeitado a perspectiva. Da m&amp;#250;sica se miles davis obedecesse a uma pauta.. Ou de jos&amp;#233; saramago n&amp;#227;o desafiasse a gram&amp;#225;tica!? O que seria de nos sem a capacidade para desrespeitar as regras, para imaginar outras possibilidades e para seguir outros caminhos.. Afinal todos sabemos que a dist&amp;#226;ncia mais curta entre dois pontos &amp;#233; uma recta.. Mas n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; menos verdade que a vista pela marginal &amp;#233; muito mais bonita.. Como algu&amp;#233;m disse uma vez, a idade &amp;#233; um pre&amp;#231;o muito alto para se pagar pela maturidade... Deve ser certamente por isso que eu tenho medo de crescer.. E &amp;#233; por isso que eu tanto gosto de viver o dia pelo dia.. Porque sei que posso fazer a diferen&amp;#231;a, porque acredito que sou importante e impar! Por isso hoje apetece-me mudar tudo e mais alguma coisa! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/marioajmoreira/R9_xWFwS0wI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MjzN3GGUwRA/change01%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 100px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="179" alt="change01" src="http://lh5.google.com/marioajmoreira/R9_xW1wS0xI/AAAAAAAAAYU/M2ZwtUtPSWc/change01_thumb" width="260" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7529863884673258442?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7529863884673258442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7529863884673258442' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7529863884673258442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7529863884673258442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes-i-can.html' title='Yes I can!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6693800591730743428</id><published>2008-03-10T16:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:49:24.867Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Sanduíche-iche-iche-iche-iche-iche</title><content type='html'>Simplesmente lindo... depois da sonia do youtubi.. depois das arvores.... agora a unica Ruth Lemos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGT0Nusz5TU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGT0Nusz5TU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;será que esta nervosa por causa da camera!? será por ser em directo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6693800591730743428?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6693800591730743428/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6693800591730743428' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6693800591730743428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6693800591730743428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/03/sanduche-iche-iche-iche-iche-iche.html' title='Sanduíche-iche-iche-iche-iche-iche'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6961078978916584570</id><published>2008-02-29T10:01:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:09.241Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmes'/><title type='text'>sem palavras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R8fYeaQk_PI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IWKgPGQFZl8/s1600-h/poster_across-the-universe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R8fYeaQk_PI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IWKgPGQFZl8/s400/poster_across-the-universe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172340714014833906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme é qualquer coisa de lindo... Com a banda sonora a ser constituida essencialmente por musicas de renome dos Beatles. O filme é cheio de cor, tem um argumento muito bom e as musicas acentam em cada momento do filme! simplesmente fantastico! Fica abaixo o trailer para quem quiser ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7VTPSL9TcJc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7VTPSL9TcJc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o meu voto 10/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6961078978916584570?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6961078978916584570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6961078978916584570' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6961078978916584570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6961078978916584570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/sem-palavras.html' title='sem palavras...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R8fYeaQk_PI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IWKgPGQFZl8/s72-c/poster_across-the-universe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8902552730852523597</id><published>2008-02-27T10:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:38:39.240Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='once'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oscar'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-03453017879125637 visible" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/HQYFT2bEig/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/HQYFT2bEig/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/HQYFT2bEig/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marketa Irglova:&lt;/span&gt; “Hi everyone. I just want to thank you so much. This is such a big deal, not only for us, but for all other independent musicians and artists that spend most of their time struggling, and this, the fact that we’re standing here tonight, the fact that we’re able to hold this, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it’s just to prove no matter how far out your dreams are, it’s possible&lt;/span&gt;. And, you know,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fair play to those who dare to dream and don’t give up&lt;/span&gt;. And this song was written from a perspective of hope, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope at the end of the day connects us all, no matter how different we are&lt;/span&gt;. And so thank you so much, who helped us along way. Thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24/02/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;@Oscar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ceremony&lt;/span&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/7888407160195610332-8902552730852523597?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8902552730852523597/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8902552730852523597' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8902552730852523597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8902552730852523597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/marketa-irglova-hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8557880602590027006</id><published>2008-02-22T10:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-22T10:18:53.449Z</updated><title type='text'>Sabiam que...</title><content type='html'>... Makukula e Cardozo passam de "Torres Gemeas" a "Ground Zero"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A imprensa desportiva vai passar a referir-se a makukulae cardozo como "ground zero" e não como torres gemeas como tem feito alguma comunicação social até aqui! "Neste momento eles são mais uma especie de vivenda germinada do que edificios de 100andares", considera vitor serpa, o director do jornal oficial da agremiação do alto dos moinhos. "A culpa é do Mister. o Presidente Orelhas apresentou o camacho como o melhor arquiteto do mundo ma já deu para ver que ele nem sequer tem unhas para fazer casotas como as Sócrates na Rapoula!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in, Inimigo Publico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22/02/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8557880602590027006?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8557880602590027006/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8557880602590027006' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8557880602590027006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8557880602590027006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/sabiam-que.html' title='Sabiam que...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-2111551143456415789</id><published>2008-02-21T12:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:09.398Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acontecimentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crenças'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>como que cheio de sol.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R71uOZIqQxI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Yz33OEUCfz0/s1600-h/requiem_of_a_dream_by_isacg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R71uOZIqQxI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Yz33OEUCfz0/s400/requiem_of_a_dream_by_isacg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169409140835631890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Minha vida é monótona. E por isso eu me aborreço um pouco. Mas se tu me cativas, minha vida será como que cheia de sol. Conhecerei o barulho de passos que será diferente dos outros. Os outros me fazem entrar debaixo da terra. O teu me chamará para fora como música.&lt;br /&gt;E depois, olha! Vês, lá longe, o campo de trigo? Eu não como pão. O trigo para mim é inútil. Os campos de trigo não me lembram coisa alguma. E isso é triste! Mas tu tens cabelo cor de ouro. E então serás maravilhoso quando me tiverdes cativado. O trigo que é dourado fará lembrar-me de ti. E eu amarei o barulho do vento do trigo... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial Narrow;" &gt;de Antoine           De Saint-Exupery  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial Narrow;" &gt;em "O Princepezinho"&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/7888407160195610332-2111551143456415789?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2111551143456415789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=2111551143456415789' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2111551143456415789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2111551143456415789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/eu-amarei-sempre-o-barulho-do-vento-do.html' title='como que cheio de sol.....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R71uOZIqQxI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Yz33OEUCfz0/s72-c/requiem_of_a_dream_by_isacg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3308973267344044065</id><published>2008-02-19T15:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:09.542Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain wash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desculpas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bom Senso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coentro'/><title type='text'>absolut true...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everytime I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;has a specific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7rvMpIqQwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XenKB5ZUUcc/s1600-h/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7rvMpIqQwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XenKB5ZUUcc/s400/time.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168706522840711938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3308973267344044065?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3308973267344044065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3308973267344044065' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3308973267344044065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3308973267344044065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/absolut-true.html' title='absolut true...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7rvMpIqQwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XenKB5ZUUcc/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6336927384492076758</id><published>2008-02-19T12:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:10.036Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viagem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmes'/><title type='text'>Vidas cruzadas</title><content type='html'>Caiu chuva, caiu a noite, levantou-se o sol e eu saio a pé. Os carros passam, sem pressa, e eu embebo-me no som molhado da chuva a bater por todo lado, os motores macios e seus óleos e aço estão imóveis e deixam-me continuar, e sorrio enternecido com os murmúrios maquinais da rua escura. A cidade é grande quando se está só, as pequenas viagens cá dentro mostram-nos tanto… um filme diferente em cada olhar, em cada rosto que se cruza com os meus olhos.. nos carros, na calçada, no metro no comboio… nas escadas, ou mesmo nos tapetes rolantes… cada um com a sua historia.. de onde vem e para onde vão!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7rUgJIqQtI/AAAAAAAAAWw/oSBFbg33WX0/s1600-h/black_rain_by_hres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7rUgJIqQtI/AAAAAAAAAWw/oSBFbg33WX0/s400/black_rain_by_hres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168677171034211026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parecem todos maquinas. Robôs que saem e entram em carruagens de aço, sem vida… com a pressão do tempo a carregarem o rosto e o corpo de alguém cansado pela rotina! E eu gosto… gosto de andar no meio deles a ouvir a minha musica e ver a azafama… faz-me sentir diferente… o percurso inverso é geralmente mais calmo para todos nos. Como quem encosta a cabeça no peito mais proximo apos um orgasmo… é um pos qualquer coisa que traz paz, e erradia alegria… de mais um dia passado. Mas as caras deles e delas continua a transportar a mesma angustia, nenhuma sensação de alivio respira para fora do corpo deles, não transpiram alegria nem choram a felicidade.. simplesmente vivem como se fossem estar cá para sempre...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7rp5JIqQvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SWntscelJSM/s1600-h/raindrop%2Bflower%2Bface.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7rp5JIqQvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SWntscelJSM/s400/raindrop%2Bflower%2Bface.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168700690275123954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É nessas alturas que apetece chegar a casa deitar as chaves e a carteira em cima da mesa. Agasalhar as costas da cadeira com o casaco. Sentar-me no puf… e ao deixar a cabeça cair para trás, poder pensar que por hoje o mundo pode acabar..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18/02/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(musica deste texto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 340px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0845252432756081 visible ontop" href="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 340px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0845252432756081 visible ontop" href="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 340px ! 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Tem uma interpretação brutal da Ellen Page(por favor alguem dê a estatua à menina). Está nomeado para 4 Oscares... mas bem que podiam ser 5 pois a banda sonora está mt bem escolhida... e acenta que nem uma luva em todo o filme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para filme de baixo orçamento, para comedia dramatica, está fenomenal... deixo aqui o trailer a todos os interessados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0SKf0K3bxg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0SKf0K3bxg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;meu voto 10*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1420048283166637553?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1420048283166637553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1420048283166637553' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1420048283166637553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1420048283166637553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/juno.html' title='Juno'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7cP8ZIqQsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/-YMzcKNWP04/s72-c/JunoFINAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8490029466021156768</id><published>2008-02-15T15:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:10.428Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viagem'/><title type='text'>Já cá canta....</title><content type='html'>.... agora só falta chegar a revolução dos cravos!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7WqQJIqQrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/bEyWxf2Voz4/s1600-h/ist2_2373388_airplane_ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7WqQJIqQrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/bEyWxf2Voz4/s400/ist2_2373388_airplane_ticket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167223341784384178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8490029466021156768?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8490029466021156768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8490029466021156768' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8490029466021156768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8490029466021156768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/j-c-canta.html' title='Já cá canta....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R7WqQJIqQrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/bEyWxf2Voz4/s72-c/ist2_2373388_airplane_ticket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4589407101125033380</id><published>2008-02-15T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-15T15:03:07.854Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>zing boom wow bam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_0XarvY0sM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_0XarvY0sM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; you blow a fuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; zing boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; the devil cuts loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; zing boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; so what's the use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; wow bam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; of falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-4589407101125033380?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4589407101125033380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4589407101125033380' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4589407101125033380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4589407101125033380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/zing-boom-wow-bam.html' title='zing boom wow bam'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3851474528447350107</id><published>2008-02-10T12:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:44:39.818Z</updated><title type='text'>.... o pior.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZhdRKN0GU7I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZhdRKN0GU7I&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isto é provavelmente do pior que já se viu! Deve ser a primeira musica pseudo romantica do sec XXI... Já fala de novas tecnologias e tudo... alias.. o refrão é só tenologia! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3851474528447350107?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3851474528447350107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3851474528447350107' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3851474528447350107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3851474528447350107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-pior.html' title='.... o pior.....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8585755853301698507</id><published>2008-02-09T18:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:46:39.645Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air'/><title type='text'>é velho mas...</title><content type='html'>... mas apetece-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hX1M8EUCFXk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hX1M8EUCFXk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8585755853301698507?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8585755853301698507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8585755853301698507' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8585755853301698507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8585755853301698507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/velho-mas.html' title='é velho mas...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8464360764671933439</id><published>2008-02-08T11:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:10.683Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viagem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>Next Stop...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6xC3_1qKiI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aOcafVULkEU/s1600-h/barcelona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6xC3_1qKiI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aOcafVULkEU/s400/barcelona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164576402483849762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ou então não... e esta poderá ser a next next stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8464360764671933439?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8464360764671933439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8464360764671933439' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8464360764671933439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8464360764671933439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/next-stop.html' title='Next Stop...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6xC3_1qKiI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aOcafVULkEU/s72-c/barcelona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1274299491111595415</id><published>2008-02-06T10:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:11.436Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O muito bom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6mRp_1qKhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2QuSxmNNq2Y/s1600-h/sweeneylarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6mRp_1qKhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2QuSxmNNq2Y/s400/sweeneylarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163818598454143506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;O muito mau:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6mRef1qKgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/S5r4AKdc-Mo/s1600-h/951_Atonement+Pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6mRef1qKgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/S5r4AKdc-Mo/s400/951_Atonement+Pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163818400885647874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(tirando a Keira Knightley pois tá claro!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1274299491111595415?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1274299491111595415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1274299491111595415' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1274299491111595415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1274299491111595415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweeny-tood.html' title='movies'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6mRp_1qKhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2QuSxmNNq2Y/s72-c/sweeneylarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8854352865060136523</id><published>2008-02-04T11:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:43:54.333Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zero7'/><title type='text'>in the waiting line!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vo8dyJq6h_U&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vo8dyJq6h_U&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In what you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Motionless wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wasting my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In the waiting line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8854352865060136523?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8854352865060136523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8854352865060136523' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8854352865060136523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8854352865060136523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-waiting-line.html' title='in the waiting line!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6863602171372299801</id><published>2008-01-30T11:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:11.687Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake up'/><title type='text'>why not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6Bes_1qKfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NOo5WkTbzlQ/s1600-h/wakeup_rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6Bes_1qKfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NOo5WkTbzlQ/s400/wakeup_rio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161229300110338546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era mesmo bom acordar durante 6 meses e ver esta vista... o nascer do sol na "Cidade de Deus" parece ter um certo encanto... vamos ver o que vai dar! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6863602171372299801?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6863602171372299801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6863602171372299801' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6863602171372299801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6863602171372299801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-not.html' title='why not...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R6Bes_1qKfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NOo5WkTbzlQ/s72-c/wakeup_rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-340193364723345112</id><published>2008-01-21T23:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:25:19.324Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Suit and tie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w215/coatandtie/July1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w215/coatandtie/July1207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã mais um dia assim.... :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-340193364723345112?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/340193364723345112/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=340193364723345112' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/340193364723345112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/340193364723345112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/suit-and-tie.html' title='Suit and tie...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8698647254932896871</id><published>2008-01-21T17:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:39:02.612Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inteligencia'/><title type='text'>what does it means!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net/" title="Free IQ Test"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges/l155.gif" alt="Free IQ Test Score" border="0" height="100" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free-IQTest.net - &lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net/"&gt;Free I.Q. Test Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! 155!!! :S estes testes são uma grande tanga!!! não estou a ver como é que poderia ter um QI de 155... eu conheço-me... não sou burro.. mas tmb não estou ao nivel de um Darwin, de um Mozart nem tão pouco de um Copérnico!!!! Isto é tudo uma grande tanga... é o que é! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rembrandt - QI de 155 pontos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miguel de Cervantes - QI de 155 pontos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WalkingKid - QI de 155 pontos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charles Darwin - QI de de 153 pontos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart - QI de 153 pontos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicolau Copérnico - QI de 150 pontos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDA5MzYyOTUwOTMmcHQ9MTIwMDkzNjMwMTczNCZwPTEwOTE5MSZkPUZJUSZuPQ==.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&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/7888407160195610332-8698647254932896871?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8698647254932896871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8698647254932896871' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8698647254932896871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8698647254932896871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-does-it-means.html' title='what does it means!?'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-417631136586131007</id><published>2008-01-17T13:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-17T13:47:10.526Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coentro'/><title type='text'>Milho e coentro é uma coisa que fica bem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://rd3.videos.sapo.pt/play?file=http://rd3.videos.sapo.pt/eUNOmVytrcAezwzP7fhc/mov/1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="322"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-417631136586131007?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/417631136586131007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=417631136586131007' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/417631136586131007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/417631136586131007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/milho-e-coentro-uma-coisa-que-fica-bem.html' title='Milho e coentro é uma coisa que fica bem!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-886232475770006251</id><published>2008-01-16T10:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:08:52.412Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mulheres'/><title type='text'>roads...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Homens e mulheres nunca se vão entender, isso já sabemos. Isso nunca vai acontecer, por isso esqueçam-no... Eu sei que eu não vou entender as mulheres. Eu sei que nunca vou ser capaz de entender como é que elas são capazes de pegar em cera a ferver... deitá-la em cima das coxas, arrancar os pêlos pela raiz... e ainda assim têm medo de uma aranha. Não vou gastar mais tempo a pensar nisso. E sei que as mulheres não entendem os homens. Eu sei que há mulheres a olhar para mim neste momento... a pensar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O que é que lhe está a passar pela cabeça?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Eu aposto que conseguia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;manipular aquela cabeçinha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aposto que conseguiam. Eu aposto que as mulheres gostavam mesmo de saber o que os homens realmente pensam. A verdade, a verdade nua e crua. Querem saber o que os homens realmente pensam? Porque eu posso dizer-vos... O que é que querem saber? Está bem, eu digo-vos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Não estamos a pensar em nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só estamos a andar por aí, a olhar por aí... Para tras e para a frente... Esta é a única inclinação natural dos homens. Só por aí a controlar as cenas. Trabalhamos porque somos obrigados a isso, mas mais do que isso, essa é a única coisa que realmente queremos fazer. Gostamos das mulheres, queremos mulheres. Mas isso é o máximo em que pensamos. Por isso é que buzinamos dos carros, gritamos do cimo de prédios em construção... Estas foram as melhores ideias que tivemos até agora. A buzinadela do carro espanta-me sempre! É de certeza... a última célula viva do cérebro de um gajo... que tem uma ideia destas. Eu não percebo... É tão obvio... Ela vai na rua, ele está no carro. Beep-beep. "Acho que a fiz ver a minha opinião." O que é suposto ela fazer? Tirar os saltos altos e começar a correr atrás do carro? Agarrar-se ao pára-choques? O carro chega a um Stop... "Ainda bem que buzinaste," "Eu não fazia ideia dos teus sentimentos por mim." Porque se comportam os homens desta forma? Porque é que somos desagradáveis e grosseiros, nos embebedamos, caímos, fazemos barulho a arrancar, e mandamos beijinhos pelas janelas dos carros? Porque é que somos assim? Eu sei o que as senhoras estão a pensar... "Não, não, o meu homem não. Eu estou a educá-lo bem, ele está a chegar lá." Não, não está. Ele não está a chegar a lado nenhum. Nós homens sabemos que independentemente de nos comportarmos mal, de uma maneira ou de outra, vamos sempre acabar por arranjar uma mulher. Dêem uma olhadela à vossa volta... Vejam quantos homens estão com mulheres fantásticas. Acham que estes são homens especiais? Homens com um dom? Homens únicos? São os mesmos parvos dos quais falava à pouco. E estão a sair-se bem. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os homens, como organização, estão a arranjar mais mulheres que qualquer outro grupo a trabalhar no assunto&lt;/span&gt; no mundo actualmente. Onde quer que hajam mulheres neste momento, há homens a tratar do assunto. Explorámos a Terra à procura de mulheres. E fomos à Lua só para ver se haviam lá mulheres. Por isso é que levámos aquele carrito. Porque é que levaríamos um carro, se não pensássemos que poderíamos sair com uma mulher? Que raio estavam a fazer com um carro na maldita Lua? Já estão na Lua! Não é longe o suficiente?&lt;br /&gt;Não há ideia mais masculina na história do universo do que:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Porque não voamos até à Lua e damos uma volta de carro?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa é a essência do pensamento masculino. Todos os homens pensam que são super heróis de nível baixo no seu mundo. Eu nem devia estar a dizer isto. Mas quando os homens estão a crescer e a ler sobre o Batman, o homem-aranha e o super-homem... não são fantasias... são opções. Este é a profunda e secreta verdade interior da mente masculina. Eu dou-vos um exemplo perfeito do que estou a falar. Já alguma vez viram um gajo, na auto-estrada, com um colchão atado ao tejadilho do carro? Não há dúvidas, ele tem o braço de fora da janela a segurar o colchão. Este é um pensamento masculino idiota clássico do super-herói. Este atrasado mental acredita que se o vento apanha este grande rectângulo a 70 Kmh... "Está seguro! Está seguro!" "Não te preocupes." "Estou a usar o meu braço!" Mas tenho a certeza que hoje há por ai muitos encontros amorosos... Os encontros amorosos não são fáceis. O que é um encontro amoroso senão uma entrevista para emprego que dura toda a noite? A única diferença entre um encontro amoroso e uma entrevista para emprego é... que na maior parte das entrevistas de emprego não se tem a hipótese de acabar nu no final. "Bem,  o patrão acha que és o homem certo para o lugar," "porque é que não te despes e conheces algumas das pessoas com quem vais trabalhar?" O sexo não torna nada mais fácil. Só torna mais complicado. As mulheres têm dois tipos de orgasmos: os que o são realmente e os que elas inventam. E posso dar-vos o ponto de vista masculino desta questão... que é:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"por nós tudo bem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Faz aquilo que tiveres de fazer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para o homem, o sexo, de qualquer forma é como um acidente de automóvel. E determinar um orgasmo feminino é como se nos perguntassem: "O que é que viste depois de perderes o controlo do carro?" "Bem, lembro-me de ouvir muitas guinchadelas..." "A um dado momento eu estava de frente numa altura..." "e no final o meu corpo estava virado para o outro lado."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-886232475770006251?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/886232475770006251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=886232475770006251' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/886232475770006251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/886232475770006251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/relaes.html' title='roads...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7715515761087325093</id><published>2008-01-08T15:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:13.307Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-shirts'/><title type='text'>Ultimas Compras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R4Od6Rcea1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/5zTnDWEHJ3Q/s1600-h/mugshot.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R4Od6Rcea1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/5zTnDWEHJ3Q/s400/mugshot.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153136023082789714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R4Od0Rcea0I/AAAAAAAAALI/cLfOnuBGF_Y/s1600-h/eu+sobrevivi+a+noite+do+porto.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R4Od0Rcea0I/AAAAAAAAALI/cLfOnuBGF_Y/s400/eu+sobrevivi+a+noite+do+porto.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153135920003574594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R4OdWRceazI/AAAAAAAAALA/Aoz3kCSsVko/s1600-h/dakar+ccb+mosteiro+jeronimos.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R4OdWRceazI/AAAAAAAAALA/Aoz3kCSsVko/s400/dakar+ccb+mosteiro+jeronimos.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153135404607499058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R4OZVBceayI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vmAu-dMeUnQ/s1600-h/asae+light.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R4OZVBceayI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vmAu-dMeUnQ/s400/asae+light.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153130985086151458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas foram as ultimas compras... São lindas! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7715515761087325093?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7715515761087325093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7715515761087325093' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7715515761087325093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7715515761087325093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/ultimas-compras.html' title='Ultimas Compras'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R4Od6Rcea1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/5zTnDWEHJ3Q/s72-c/mugshot.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1274826021638546690</id><published>2008-01-07T16:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:58:03.169Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desculpas'/><title type='text'>humano Vs divino</title><content type='html'>Já o dizia a minha avó, se errar é humano, encontrar um bode expiatório para arcar com as culpas é divino... Acontece que eu sempre errei imenso. Havia até quem me chamasse "O Errante" durante os tempos da escola, em que passava a vida a correr para a protecção do colo dela sempre que não conseguia arranjar o tal bode expiatório - era quase sempre o Pedro, o meu companheiro de carteira, embora esta seja a primeira vez que lhe chamo bode em público - e tinha de ser eu a arcar com as culpas por alguns erros mais crassos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, a minha avó, que gostava incondicionalmente de mim, imaginava-me muito mais inteligente do que a dura realidade justificava e olhava para as minhas desculpas, muitas delas esfarrapadas, com uma infinita generosidade, guardando cada uma como pérolas do raciocínio lógico. E era de tal maneira, que nos chegávamos a convencer os dois que eu tinha razão e que a culpa era do Pedro. Mas não era. E inevitavelmente acabei por ter de assumir as minhas responsabilidades. Porque também havia o meu avô. E ele costumava dizer que quando ficamos com o crédito pela chuva, temos de aceitar a responsabilidade pela seca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, há algumas pessoas que teimam em ser humanas e não dão um passo, por muito minusculo que sejam para mudar! Presseguem os momentos de glorificação e são, e serão sempre, capazes de se esquecerem de assumir seja o que for! Escondem-se atras da arrogancia, persistem nos modos de acusação e nunca assumem um erro... preferem unica, e exclusivamente, fechar os olhos e viverem a sua vida com um pano na mão, daqueles cor-de-laranja que servem para limpar o pó, que eventualmente apaga coisas da memoria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não faço isso à tanto tempo que não me lembro onde pus o pano!!!! de certo modo sinto falta dele! Por muito que não seja o correcto... é efectivamente o mais facil! Mas continua afligir-me como é que há FDP(sim F"$#S DA P#&amp;amp;A) que são incapazes de assumir erros e de atirar a responsabilidade para cima de outras pessoas! e inrivel... só me leva a concordar com alguem que me disse que deus deve gostar muito deles... (dos FDP) é que ele já pos tantos nesta terra que começa a cansar....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1274826021638546690?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1274826021638546690/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1274826021638546690' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1274826021638546690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1274826021638546690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/humano-vs-divino.html' title='humano Vs divino'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3306449679655747211</id><published>2008-01-02T12:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:13.512Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passagem de ano'/><title type='text'>Passagem de ano!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R3uDMBceaxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VS2zI5tRwrY/s1600-h/soro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R3uDMBceaxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VS2zI5tRwrY/s400/soro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150854841397832466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota mental... no proximo dia 1 de janeiro arranjar uma cena destas! Suponho que possa ajudar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto a gerencia cá da tasca deseja a todos os que por aqui passam um ano de 2008 em grande! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3306449679655747211?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3306449679655747211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3306449679655747211' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3306449679655747211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3306449679655747211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2008/01/passagem-de-ano.html' title='Passagem de ano!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R3uDMBceaxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VS2zI5tRwrY/s72-c/soro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7972936826631388965</id><published>2007-12-27T12:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T12:39:19.065Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incentivo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>O natal em portugal é incoerente</title><content type='html'>É de mim ou o Natal em portugal é do mais incoerente que há!?!?!? Se não reparem! Nós Portugueses deixamos tudo para a ultima... e a maioria das vezes deixamos as coisas para depois do tempo! E sendo assim só faz sentido começar a desejar um feliz natal agora! desejar agora, festejar... não sei! prai no sabado!? sim.. sabado parece uma boa ideia! Em portugal tudo que devia ser para ontem, é feito depois de amanhã(na melhor das hipoteses)! Logo não faz sentido nós portugueses festejarmos o natal no dia 25 de dezembro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou então o Natal é a unica coisa que fazemos a tempo e horas! E porque é que ofestejamos a tempo e horas!? resposta simples! o Incentivo é optimo! O que nos leva a uma pseudo conclusão! nós portugueses só nos atrasamos em tudo e mais alguma coisa porque não somos incentivados da forma correcta... será!? secalhar não!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7972936826631388965?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7972936826631388965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7972936826631388965' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7972936826631388965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7972936826631388965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-natal-em-portugal-incoerente.html' title='O natal em portugal é incoerente'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4975346124585327409</id><published>2007-12-19T12:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-19T12:19:15.928Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de um lado da 2ª circular tao menos 10 e do outro tao menos 12...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ainda ha quem diga que em lisboa não há frio!&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/7888407160195610332-4975346124585327409?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4975346124585327409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4975346124585327409' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4975346124585327409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4975346124585327409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6227955190135523080</id><published>2007-12-11T11:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:14.278Z</updated><title type='text'>Gostas!?</title><content type='html'>Gostas de ser interrompido/a no local de trabalho? em casa!? no transito!? Pois.. EU tambem não. Alias acho que a coisa que mais detesteto é ser interrompido quando estou com uma concentração acima da media!(e olhem que é muito dificil eu concentrar.me :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R151HTzYV4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/RpccEcQVjCQ/s1600-h/product.USBMIS156.large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R151HTzYV4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/RpccEcQVjCQ/s400/product.USBMIS156.large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142676592938997634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E finalmente! ao fim de tantos anos de bidia, consegui encontrar uma coisa mesmo fixe para retaliar estas interrupções. Sim... apartir de agora vou ter uma base de misseis na minha secretária para quem entrar pela porta á dentro a fazer barulho! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1500DzYV2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/mMWkJZkh0B8/s1600-h/product.USBMIS156.lado4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1500DzYV2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/mMWkJZkh0B8/s400/product.USBMIS156.lado4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142676262226515810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já me estou a ver... eles e elas a entrarem aqui, e eu apontar a mira à cabecinha de cada um deles! :D eles Vão CAIR! :D:D:D:D AH AH AH AH AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu já comprei! :P &lt;a href="http://www.ingeniu.com/ecommerce/control/additem/product;jsessionid=23gl3omcd5i32"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; e tu!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R150sTzYV1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/0AZYU7caZas/s1600-h/product.USBMIS156.lado1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R150sTzYV1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/0AZYU7caZas/s400/product.USBMIS156.lado1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142676129082529618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6227955190135523080?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6227955190135523080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6227955190135523080' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6227955190135523080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6227955190135523080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/gostas.html' title='Gostas!?'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R151HTzYV4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/RpccEcQVjCQ/s72-c/product.USBMIS156.large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6679515806676831089</id><published>2007-12-10T17:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:15.888Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flor'/><title type='text'>natura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 14px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-08076518144479583 visible" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/mHYRQPy5Dr/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-08076518144479583 visible" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/mHYRQPy5Dr/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/m/mHYRQPy5Dr/aus=false/" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;embed wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mHYRQPy5Dr/aus=false/" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R113cjzYV0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/62jZwnO-VC0/s1600-h/5028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R113cjzYV0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/62jZwnO-VC0/s400/5028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142397682057762626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6679515806676831089?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6679515806676831089/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6679515806676831089' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6679515806676831089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6679515806676831089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/uma-flor.html' title='natura'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R113cjzYV0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/62jZwnO-VC0/s72-c/5028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-2705269362174266832</id><published>2007-12-10T17:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:16.089Z</updated><title type='text'>life measure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R110mzzYVzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/s0HgL-6EEk4/s1600-h/solidao3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R110mzzYVzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/s0HgL-6EEk4/s400/solidao3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142394559616538418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do ceu todos parecemos iguais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seres anonimos... com vidas vulgares e monotonas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas se nos aproximassemos mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Será que pensariamos do mesmo modo!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-2705269362174266832?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2705269362174266832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=2705269362174266832' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2705269362174266832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2705269362174266832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-measure.html' title='life measure'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R110mzzYVzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/s0HgL-6EEk4/s72-c/solidao3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6511183792512101776</id><published>2007-12-07T16:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:16.384Z</updated><title type='text'>e mais não digo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1l0IDzYVyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GtsR8u36c-Q/s1600-h/garf05%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1l0IDzYVyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GtsR8u36c-Q/s400/garf05%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141268131428718370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até segunda! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6511183792512101776?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6511183792512101776/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6511183792512101776' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6511183792512101776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6511183792512101776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/e-mais-no-digo.html' title='e mais não digo....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1l0IDzYVyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GtsR8u36c-Q/s72-c/garf05%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7820235777102235716</id><published>2007-12-05T12:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:16.618Z</updated><title type='text'>A todos os que tem que esticar o pescoço para ver as estrelas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1agzFtNVaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3fsWdDCEsBo/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1agzFtNVaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3fsWdDCEsBo/s400/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140472824255567266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-09263659794778887 visible ontop" href="http://media.imeem.com/m/XEndx_oSRf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/XEndx_oSRf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/XEndx_oSRf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&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/7888407160195610332-7820235777102235716?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7820235777102235716/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7820235777102235716' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7820235777102235716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7820235777102235716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/todos-os-que-tem-que-esticar-o-pescoo.html' title='A todos os que tem que esticar o pescoço para ver as estrelas!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1agzFtNVaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3fsWdDCEsBo/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6832426248552735292</id><published>2007-12-04T18:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:17.445Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.align.center.gif'/><title type='text'>hj foi assim....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1WXIFtNVXI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cWbdIUb1rGo/s1600-h/atchim2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1WXIFtNVXI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cWbdIUb1rGo/s400/atchim2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140180714939831666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Carregar na imagem para perceber!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois dos drunfos passou a ser assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1WXNFtNVYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TFkiq4jH8gA/s1600-h/atchim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1WXNFtNVYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TFkiq4jH8gA/s400/atchim.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140180800839177602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E varias vezes durate o dia só queria um chapeu assim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1WXTltNVZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bpRh-wac3Cg/s1600-h/Constipado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1WXTltNVZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bpRh-wac3Cg/s400/Constipado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140180912508327314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6832426248552735292?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6832426248552735292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6832426248552735292' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6832426248552735292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6832426248552735292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/hj-foi-assim.html' title='hj foi assim....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1WXIFtNVXI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cWbdIUb1rGo/s72-c/atchim2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6025283118296140256</id><published>2007-12-03T16:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:17.612Z</updated><title type='text'>tenho sono...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1Q2CltNVWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_hnGoU_rocI/s1600-R/coffee_beans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1Q2CltNVWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1aTBL_3uiuU/s400/coffee_beans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139792492845946210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será possivel introduzir directamente o café para a veia!? é que hj não consigo acordar nem à lei da bala!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6025283118296140256?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6025283118296140256/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6025283118296140256' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6025283118296140256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6025283118296140256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/tenho-sono.html' title='tenho sono...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1Q2CltNVWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1aTBL_3uiuU/s72-c/coffee_beans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4846549403342639111</id><published>2007-12-03T15:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:18.104Z</updated><title type='text'>nostalogia</title><content type='html'>diz que há uma certa saudade por estas bandas... saudade da lingua esquisita e dos comboios com gente diferente... saudades das tardes em Antwerpia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1QhoFtNVVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/yXRxNRw4UYw/s1600-R/antwerp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1QhoFtNVVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XeXbO069kiw/s400/antwerp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139770047346857298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não há saudades das greves! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-4846549403342639111?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4846549403342639111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4846549403342639111' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4846549403342639111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4846549403342639111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/nostalogia.html' title='nostalogia'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1QhoFtNVVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XeXbO069kiw/s72-c/antwerp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8074331460058999055</id><published>2007-12-03T15:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:18.200Z</updated><title type='text'>Diz que vai ser.....</title><content type='html'>.... vai ser mais ao menos assim... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1QcHFtNVUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rA7UxfdtiDU/s1600-R/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1QcHFtNVUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5iXfRd0Bn98/s400/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139763982853035330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5feira vai ser assim mas maior do que é costume! qt mais não seja porque vão ser mais... muito mais alem dos 3 residentes, diz que vem cá mais umas mocitas para festejar o noel! :P É sempre bom voltar a receber visitas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8074331460058999055?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8074331460058999055/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8074331460058999055' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8074331460058999055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8074331460058999055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/diz-que-vai-ser.html' title='Diz que vai ser.....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1QcHFtNVUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5iXfRd0Bn98/s72-c/DSC00275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3792050610071354116</id><published>2007-12-03T11:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:34:24.437Z</updated><title type='text'>questões (in)temporais!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[prova numero 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por favor carregue no play, e ligue o som... aos 12 segundos de video acontece algo que provoca um som quase ensurdecedor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 346px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-08585660097444091 visible ontop" href="http://imgs.sapo.pt/sapovideo/swf/flvplayer-sapo-Externo-bwin.swf?file=http://rd3.videos.sapo.pt/loBaYUFThieVc5TU0oME/mov/1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://imgs.sapo.pt/sapovideo/swf/flvplayer-sapo-Externo-bwin.swf?file=http://rd3.videos.sapo.pt/loBaYUFThieVc5TU0oME/mov/1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="360" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dubidas!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é que estava a jogar em casa!? é de mim ou 3000 mil adeptos do porto conseguem fazer mais barulho que 60000 pessoas de maus gosto!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3792050610071354116?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3792050610071354116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3792050610071354116' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3792050610071354116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3792050610071354116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/12/questes-intemporais.html' title='questões (in)temporais!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1231161901846710430</id><published>2007-11-30T15:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:18.394Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arte'/><title type='text'>Faça contra a parede e diga que é arte...</title><content type='html'>... Arte em forma de papel(podem encontrar &lt;a href="http://timepass.onlyfanpics.com/?paperartamazing"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;) tem obras fantasticas.... não fazia a minima ideia que isto era possivel... adorei o conceito e apateceu-me instruir-vos! :P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1AugYjRizI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FCpyONIE5Ec/s1600-R/part-024.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1AugYjRizI/AAAAAAAAAH8/meR1Mc2qTRw/s400/part-024.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138658308710828850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se eu fizesse uma coisa destas tornava-me, mais do que provavelmente, no genro mais desejado por todas as Sogras de marte e arredores!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1231161901846710430?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1231161901846710430/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1231161901846710430' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1231161901846710430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1231161901846710430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/faa-contra-parede-e-diga-que-arte.html' title='Faça contra a parede e diga que é arte...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1AugYjRizI/AAAAAAAAAH8/meR1Mc2qTRw/s72-c/part-024.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-2562203486382972484</id><published>2007-11-30T15:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:18.687Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>O meu amigo....</title><content type='html'>Estou farto de ver quadradinho graficos... paginas e paginas de dados... milhares e milhares de linhas para analise, mais graficos.. e fazer filtro e cenas e coisas e mais mil e uma porcarias que tenho feito! este senhor pode ajudar muito mas dá menos trabalho do que o que pensava... se não fosse ele o trabalho da ultima semana e do proximo mes, seria mais que provavelmente trabalho para 1 ano ou mais!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1AtWIjRiyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UWWz4byQqQs/s1600-R/Microsoft+Office+Excel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1AtWIjRiyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/eh3OrN_3X2I/s400/Microsoft+Office+Excel.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138657033105541922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um muito obrigado aos senhores da microsoft... ésta é mais do que provavelmente 1 das 3 coisas em condições que voces fizeram até hoje! o resto já sabem! é tudo quantidades industriais de M3RD@ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-2562203486382972484?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2562203486382972484/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=2562203486382972484' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2562203486382972484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2562203486382972484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-meu-amigo.html' title='O meu amigo....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R1AtWIjRiyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/eh3OrN_3X2I/s72-c/Microsoft+Office+Excel.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1522928566310916832</id><published>2007-11-29T13:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:19.206Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Rubrica Politica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bdtv.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R07FgYjRixI/AAAAAAAAAHs/chzfTIbLyk8/s400/PSL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138261385013201682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Foto retirada &lt;a href="http://www.bdtv.blogspot.com/"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;; a gerencia destre blog pede imensas desculpas por só ter disponibilizado o link para a fonte via foto!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1522928566310916832?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1522928566310916832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1522928566310916832' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1522928566310916832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1522928566310916832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/rubrica-politica.html' title='Rubrica Politica'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R07FgYjRixI/AAAAAAAAAHs/chzfTIbLyk8/s72-c/PSL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-63040611562211799</id><published>2007-11-27T11:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:19.761Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='navidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-mas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>x-mas...</title><content type='html'>Pois é... Dezembro está a chegar, e aquele cheirinho a natal já está no ar(já à algum tempo :P )! E hj está, oficialmente aberta a minha epoca natalicia... Já é tempo de começar a pensar nas prendas, enfeitar a casa.. montar a arvore de natal! and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soy on and soy off&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R0v_UIjRiuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/w43DgTnOOSQ/s1600-h/aba_20051226_arvore_natal_1-725078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 380px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R0v_UIjRiuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/w43DgTnOOSQ/s400/aba_20051226_arvore_natal_1-725078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137480521304083170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não.. a arvore não vai ser esta... esta parece ser grande de mais... e tmb não é assim tão gira qt isso! A arvore lá de casa vai mesmo ser toda branquinha... com bolinhas e luzinhas azuis! Há que ter uma arvore à homem! não há cá paneleirices, em tons verdes e vermelhas, que venham dar mau ambiente à casa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: se alguem vir o pai natal digam-lhe que quero uma PS3 sff...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-63040611562211799?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/63040611562211799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=63040611562211799' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/63040611562211799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/63040611562211799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/x-mas.html' title='x-mas...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/R0v_UIjRiuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/w43DgTnOOSQ/s72-c/aba_20051226_arvore_natal_1-725078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6040290481209299011</id><published>2007-11-14T17:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:38:15.681Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrubs'/><title type='text'>Scrubs again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjFkkhCVOfY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjFkkhCVOfY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um pequeno excerto do, mais que provavel, melhor episodio de sempre de uma serie televisiva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6040290481209299011?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6040290481209299011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6040290481209299011' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6040290481209299011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6040290481209299011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/scrubs-again.html' title='Scrubs again!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8511842209254639513</id><published>2007-11-14T16:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:31:22.331Z</updated><title type='text'>cenas em forma de desvaneio cerebral!</title><content type='html'>hoje perguntaram-me "ah e tal! como vais festejar o teu aniversario!?" ao que eu respondi com um seco e directo, "festejar como!?" eu sei a resposta foi estupida,  mas acho qeu conseguia uma ainda mais agressiva e mais estupida(e isto tudo sem dizer asneiras!) que originou, mais  ao menos, este dialogo entre a *PESSOA* e *Ieu*:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*PESSOA*)&lt;br /&gt;- Festejar, tipo, ir beber um copo, jantar, cantar parabens bufar velas pedir desejo!&lt;br /&gt;(*Ieu*)&lt;br /&gt;- Bah... não estou a ver! Não me aptecia muito....&lt;br /&gt;(*PESSOA*)&lt;br /&gt;- Oh era fixe... assim era uma razão para re-encontrar pessoal que já não ves á totil!&lt;br /&gt;(*Ieu*)&lt;br /&gt;- Pois.... Mas a serio que não estou muito prai virado. É que...&lt;br /&gt;(*PESSOA*)&lt;br /&gt;- Oh.. que cortes!&lt;br /&gt;(*Ieu*)&lt;br /&gt;- Mas...&lt;br /&gt;(*PESSOA*)&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sei que vem ai os jantares de natal, e a malta vaisse encontrar toda e tal... Masjá sei...&lt;br /&gt;Não festejas pq estás a ficar velho! :P (e pos mesmo a lingua de fora!)&lt;br /&gt;(*Ieu*)&lt;br /&gt;-Não é por... (eu queria ter continuado a explicar! mas há pessoas que transformam dialgo em monologo!)&lt;br /&gt;(*PESSOA*)&lt;br /&gt;- Olha pronto fica para o jantar de natal!&lt;br /&gt;(*PESSOA*)&lt;br /&gt;Virou então para um tema mais natalicio e decidiu então debitar em formas enormes e bastantes descritivas de informação o que está a pensar comprar como presentes de natal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Ieu pertgunto-me! pq é que eu ainda ouço as pessoas!? pq é que num digo "ya pois tá claro"... entra por um ouvido e sai por outro! mas entretanto! Cá vai a razão por não festejar o meu aniversário!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pq não é dia de festa... é um dia como qualquer outro... sinceramente, e por tudo o que em acontecido ao longo deste ano! perfiro festejar os dias todos! Sabe mt melhor! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PESSOA* pessoa foi o nome ficticio que decidi dar à pessoa que estava a falar cmg!&lt;br /&gt;*Ieu* Pessoa girissima que estava a comer uma bola de Stracciatella no cascais shopping!  :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8511842209254639513?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8511842209254639513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8511842209254639513' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8511842209254639513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8511842209254639513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/cenas-em-forma-de-desvaneio-cerebral.html' title='cenas em forma de desvaneio cerebral!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6595948987982683107</id><published>2007-11-14T15:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:20.107Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tale'/><title type='text'>My Fairy Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                           O que seria da pintura se picasso tivesse respeitado a perspectiva. Da musica se Miles Davis obedecesse a uma pauta.. Ou de Jose Saramago se não desafiasse a gramatica!? O que seria de nos sem a capacidade para desrespeitar as regras, para imaginar outras possibilidadese, para seguir outros caminhos.. Afinal, todos sabemos que a distancia mais curta entre dois pontos é uma recta. Mas não é menos verdade que a vista pela marginal é muito mais bonita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como alguem disse uma vez, a idade é um preço muito caro para se pagar pela maturidade..  Deve ser certamente por isso que eu tenho medo de crescer.. E é por isso que eu tanto gosto de viver o dia pelo dia neste (como alguem já o caracterizou) meu conto de fadas.. Porque sei que posso fazer a diferença e acredito que sou importante para algo ou alguem.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzsZ7QRJ6WI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jBgl-2q1gLc/s1600-h/multidao-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzsZ7QRJ6WI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jBgl-2q1gLc/s400/multidao-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132724706088708450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Por vezes sabe bem sentir que todo mundo é diferente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6595948987982683107?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6595948987982683107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6595948987982683107' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6595948987982683107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6595948987982683107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-fairy-tale.html' title='My Fairy Tale'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzsZ7QRJ6WI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jBgl-2q1gLc/s72-c/multidao-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4161138395422249815</id><published>2007-11-14T14:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T14:35:11.075Z</updated><title type='text'>pensamentos</title><content type='html'>Acho que quando digo hoje quero, apetece-me, ..... , acho que quero dizer hoje, amanhã e depois!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-4161138395422249815?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4161138395422249815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4161138395422249815' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4161138395422249815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4161138395422249815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/pensamentos.html' title='pensamentos'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6103527027075234936</id><published>2007-11-14T12:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:59:06.789Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorte'/><title type='text'>Sorte é só isto!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O homem que disse, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"prefiro ter sorte a ser bom"&lt;/span&gt;. Entendeu muito do significado da vida. As pessoas temem ver como grande parte da vida depende da sorte. É assustador pensar que boa parte dela foge do nosso controlo todos os dias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decerto já todos perdemos um autocarro, apanhamos um vermelho, perdemos comboios e aviões! Por distração, porque adormecemos, ou simplesmente, pq algo aconteceu e não conseguimos evitar mais um atraso! E quantos de voces se interrogam o que aconteceria se tivessem acordado 5 minutos mais cedo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Será que o dia ia ser diferente!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho(TOOOOTIL) giro, e confesso que adoro, pensar na quantidade de coisas diferentes que podiam acontecer durante o dia se eu tivesse acordado mais cedo(ou, de preferencia) mais tarde meia hora... secalhar não via a maioria de caras(umas mais giras do que as outras) que partilha o transito comigo dia apos dia. Se calhar ia andar o dia todo a correr como se estivesse numa maratona, ou então iria ter tempo para tudo como se o mundo andasse em slow motion(nota mental, inventar qq coisa para por o mundo andar em slow motion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas até no meio destas coisas inuteis que saem desta cabeça sonhadora, há coisas em que inevitavelmente é preciso ter sorte! Por exemplo... é preciso ter sorte para acordar! pelo menos eu preciso... de 1 despertador que faz um basqueiro infernal, do despertador do telemovel e de uma chamada... Ok ás vezes preciso de mais qq coisa... mas ainda assim, para mim, é preciso ter a sorte de ouvir isso tudo e conseguir acordar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso ter sorte a cozinhar, é preciso ter sorte no trabalho é preciso ter sorte a jogar á bola, é preciso ter sorte com os amigos, com a casa, o carro, na estrada, na garagem... em mil e uma coisas que ás vezes até assusta só de pensar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mentira? Não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas coisas ganhamos quando perdemos e quantas coisas perdemos quando ganhamos? Se calhar nunca vamos saber.. Quantas vezes ganhamos por sorte e quantas vezes perdemos por falta dela!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas será que é mesmo assim!?  Se calhar não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6103527027075234936?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6103527027075234936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6103527027075234936' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6103527027075234936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6103527027075234936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/sorte-s-isto.html' title='Sorte é só isto!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3130312838588196275</id><published>2007-11-13T18:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:19:37.739Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seinfeld'/><title type='text'>SEINFELD!!!! VOOOOOOOOOLTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07492309571945851 visible" href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4HlYy2gOd8JE3o1vv"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07492309571945851 visible" href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4HlYy2gOd8JE3o1vv"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4HlYy2gOd8JE3o1vv"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4HlYy2gOd8JE3o1vv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="255" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x3epyd_jerry-seinfeld-on-conan_fun"&gt;Jerry Seinfeld on Conan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/dtrip01"&gt;dtrip01&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E porque eu não tenho culpa que me irritem... há que alegrar e para isso nada melhor que o sr aqui a cima! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como diria o sr que me deu o link! e passo a citar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"É Deus! No ceu..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3130312838588196275?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3130312838588196275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3130312838588196275' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3130312838588196275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3130312838588196275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/seinfeld-vooooooooolta.html' title='SEINFELD!!!! VOOOOOOOOOLTA'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6557424325753605407</id><published>2007-11-13T17:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:20.272Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irritação'/><title type='text'>irritado de mais para dar  titalu!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ás vezes gostava de ser boa pessoa, ou simplesmente melhor pessoa. A sério que gostava, apesar de muitas vezes me dizerem que já sou... à dias em que simplesmente é mais forte do que eu eu não consigo evitar este mau humor que hoje trouxe comigo... De sorrir e nada me afectar... De simplesmente responder sim não,.. bastava parar ali a frase... mas nããããããão... Estou estou tão irritado que simplesmente não consigo parar de chingar tudo e todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De perguntar acerca de assuntos que não me interessam e fazer cara de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goodie two shoes&lt;/span&gt; a ouvir as respostas, enquanto abanava a cabeça num "sim, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please do tell me more&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;"'Tás chateado?"&lt;br /&gt;"Não, que ideia! Estou feliz! Este tique no olho, a sobrancelha levantada e o olhar de nojo são só parte de uma paralisia facial que me deu hoje ao acordar, porque na verdade eu estou a rir por dentro. A gargalhar. A fazer eco. ha-ha-ha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RznfW2FNG1I/AAAAAAAAAGk/He2bQOMy6yk/s1600-h/Calvin-bad-mood.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RznfW2FNG1I/AAAAAAAAAGk/He2bQOMy6yk/s400/Calvin-bad-mood.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132378833932852050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O monstro hoje está cá fora. E a culpa é:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;desta cambada de calhaus que respiram que trabalham aqui á volta do Je!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dos senhores do KOC que decidiram bloquear a minha conta por supostamente infringir as regras(:cof: :cof:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Porque sei que vou sair daqui e vou demorar 1hora a chegar a casa e mais 1hora arranjar lugar para estacionar!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;E pq simplesmente... hoje é um daqueles dias em que o simples olá seja de quem for, é suficiente enervante para mandar um berro!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;Eu ás vezes devia dar "chapadas psicológicas" em mim mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6557424325753605407?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6557424325753605407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6557424325753605407' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6557424325753605407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6557424325753605407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/irritado-de-mais-para-dar-titalu.html' title='irritado de mais para dar  titalu!!!!!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RznfW2FNG1I/AAAAAAAAAGk/He2bQOMy6yk/s72-c/Calvin-bad-mood.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4085809014717627959</id><published>2007-11-07T17:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:20.396Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sangue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seringas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analises'/><title type='text'>um mal nunca vem só....</title><content type='html'>Reparem bem na minha sorte! Hoje tenho alto jantar que promete acabar tarde e a más horas! e amanhã tenho que acordar ás 7 da matina para ir não sei onde(é que não faço ideia de onde aquilo é) para tirar sangue!!!! :S:S:S:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não só detesto agulhas como tenho fobia delas.... e odeio qq pessoa que consiga ver uma agulha a ser introduzida no braço! fico branco só de pensar! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e é por isso que acho que mais valia fazerem-me isto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzH8W8gp14I/AAAAAAAAAGY/4ByhlvnhN9s/s1600-h/sangue2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzH8W8gp14I/AAAAAAAAAGY/4ByhlvnhN9s/s400/sangue2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130158921682114434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era capaz de doer menos........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-4085809014717627959?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4085809014717627959/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4085809014717627959' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4085809014717627959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4085809014717627959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/um-mal-nunca-vem-s.html' title='um mal nunca vem só....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzH8W8gp14I/AAAAAAAAAGY/4ByhlvnhN9s/s72-c/sangue2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1065973148206492886</id><published>2007-11-07T16:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:20.639Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frio'/><title type='text'>hoje...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzHkDMgp13I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wAdG4jpoJDw/s1600-h/00057ad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzHkDMgp13I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wAdG4jpoJDw/s400/00057ad1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130132194100631410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje apetecia-me sair do escritorio e ir senter o ventinho fresquinho e olhar para o mar!!! Como não pode ser fica só o pensamento! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1065973148206492886?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1065973148206492886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1065973148206492886' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1065973148206492886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1065973148206492886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/hoje.html' title='hoje...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzHkDMgp13I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wAdG4jpoJDw/s72-c/00057ad1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6303579144217659348</id><published>2007-11-06T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:20.765Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='re-open'/><title type='text'>RE-opening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzCI2Mgp12I/AAAAAAAAAGI/NRrQvn7vZ8M/s1600-h/open4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzCI2Mgp12I/AAAAAAAAAGI/NRrQvn7vZ8M/s400/open4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129750440227493730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apos um excelente fim de semana prolongado está oficialmente reaberto o descalbro! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bejinhos e abraços directamente do manicomio mais perto! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-6303579144217659348?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6303579144217659348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6303579144217659348' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6303579144217659348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6303579144217659348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/11/re-opening.html' title='RE-opening!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RzCI2Mgp12I/AAAAAAAAAGI/NRrQvn7vZ8M/s72-c/open4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7150297729686322975</id><published>2007-10-31T18:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:20.897Z</updated><title type='text'>Closed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RyjHae17_3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/TSnrhT6KA3Q/s1600-h/closed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RyjHae17_3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/TSnrhT6KA3Q/s400/closed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127567433531129714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas só até segunda feira!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7150297729686322975?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7150297729686322975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7150297729686322975' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7150297729686322975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7150297729686322975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/closed.html' title='Closed...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RyjHae17_3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/TSnrhT6KA3Q/s72-c/closed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7031216863165025135</id><published>2007-10-25T11:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T11:07:59.495+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facilidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dificuldades'/><title type='text'>Tambem consegue!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um video simplesmente fantastico!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://imgs.sapo.pt/sapovideo/swf/flvplayer-sapo.swf?file=http://rd3.videos.sapo.pt/y6k2uZCFHeVn5SeZrLii/mov/1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://videos.sapo.pt/osincorrigiveis"&gt;os incorrigiveis&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-7031216863165025135?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7031216863165025135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7031216863165025135' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7031216863165025135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7031216863165025135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/tambem-consegue.html' title='Tambem consegue!?'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3919006023959147416</id><published>2007-10-22T14:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:21.080Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='triunfo'/><title type='text'>de volta....</title><content type='html'>Os regressos nem sempre são bons... este até foi! tudo porque ela aparceu milhares de vezes á minha frente!!! :p Srs que penduram e colam e fazem coisas e cenas aos cartazes!!! dá para por um Outdoor mesmo por cima da minha cama!?(sim eu prefiro que ela fique por cima) É que não há sitio onde ela não esteja! Outdoor sim outdoor sim... de paragem de autocarro em paragem de autocarro.. de estação de metro em estação de metro... É que é um massacre que não acaba!!!! mas a verdade é que até era bom acordar e ver algo assim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RxymMFMnH2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/hB5BIrKSF8c/s1600-h/cvieira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RxymMFMnH2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/hB5BIrKSF8c/s400/cvieira.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124153202524495714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3919006023959147416?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3919006023959147416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3919006023959147416' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3919006023959147416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3919006023959147416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/de-volta.html' title='de volta....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RxymMFMnH2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/hB5BIrKSF8c/s72-c/cvieira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-2728383490253118665</id><published>2007-10-18T18:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T18:32:46.072+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tango'/><title type='text'>diferente....</title><content type='html'>Há já algum tempo que queria um dia diferente... Sabado pode ser esse dia! ou se tivesse fugido podia ter sido hoje!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wZk-LJ_KCMg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wZk-LJ_KCMg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Como é!? Sabado vai mexer o pé!? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gotam Project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;En el mundo habrá un lugar&lt;br /&gt;para cada despertar&lt;br /&gt;un jardín de pan y de poesía&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque puestos a soñar&lt;br /&gt;fácil es imaginar&lt;br /&gt;esta humanidad en harmonía&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vibra mi mente al pensar&lt;br /&gt;en la posibilidad&lt;br /&gt;de encontrar un rumbo diferente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para abrir de par en par&lt;br /&gt;los cuadernos del amor&lt;br /&gt;del gauchaje y de toda la gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué bueno che , qué lindo es&lt;br /&gt;reírnos como hermanos&lt;br /&gt;Porqué esperar para cambiar&lt;br /&gt;de murga y de compás .&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/7888407160195610332-2728383490253118665?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/2728383490253118665/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=2728383490253118665' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2728383490253118665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/2728383490253118665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/diferente.html' title='diferente....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4479935340778244046</id><published>2007-10-18T14:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:21.949Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudades'/><title type='text'>Nostalogia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pois é pois é!!! Hoje fui almoçar a casa,  e no pós almoço fui tomar café á universidade que está ao lado de minha casa... e nos 15 minutos que estive sentado naquela esplanada... lembrei-me, não de tudo, mas de muito... Relembrei muitos dos momentos que passei na minha vida academica... relembrei as tarde passadas na esplanada, relembrei as manhãs em que faltava as aulas e acaba na foz onde passava horas sem fazer nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo saudades desses tempos maravilhosos em que podia apreciar esses momentos tão bons. E qd me lembro de tudo isso, só consigo pensar!!! DASS BEM QUE PODIA TER FALTADO MAIS VEZES!!!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim se calhar a esta hora não era um consultor de sucesso e de creditos firmados! :P  se calhar a esta hora ainda estava na faculdade a admirar a porcaria do tratado de bolonha!! (Por falar em bolonha... o que será destes putos novos que não vão poder faltar meses a fio às aulas!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a verdade é que senti saudades!!! :) e dava tudo para neste momento estar no porto e poder contemplar esta vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/Rxdn1VMnH1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1HrvEJuwc8Q/s1600-h/praiadaLuz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/Rxdn1VMnH1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1HrvEJuwc8Q/s400/praiadaLuz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122677267077996370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-4479935340778244046?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4479935340778244046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4479935340778244046' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4479935340778244046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4479935340778244046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/nostalogia.html' title='Nostalogia...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/Rxdn1VMnH1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1HrvEJuwc8Q/s72-c/praiadaLuz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-771245702105892424</id><published>2007-10-17T15:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T15:00:27.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>menina....</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='290' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/pl/T_6oNwYtEJ/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='290' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/pl/T_6oNwYtEJ/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-771245702105892424?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/771245702105892424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=771245702105892424' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/771245702105892424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/771245702105892424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/menina.html' title='menina....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1950658633499304583</id><published>2007-10-15T15:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T15:39:24.732+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mariza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fado'/><title type='text'>Mariza @ David Letterman's Show</title><content type='html'>A Mariza vai ser sempre a Mariza... com aquele tom de voz inconfundivel, que faz arrepeiar cada cabelo do meu corpo, deixa o corpo frio por dentro e por fora e que me deixa com os olhos a brilhar.... cada musica é uma paixão nova, pronta a provocar um friozinho no estomago e arrepios dos pes à cabeça! Sabe bem! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez foi mostrar algo aos amaricados... desculpem, aos americanos, e eles gostaram... Ainda por cima num dos mais conhecidos talk show do mundo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(podem ver o video aqui por baixo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 346px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-040626608851618284 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7UDQDl1tcw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7UDQDl1tcw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7UDQDl1tcw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1950658633499304583?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1950658633499304583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1950658633499304583' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1950658633499304583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1950658633499304583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/mariza-david-lettermans-show.html' title='Mariza @ David Letterman&apos;s Show'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4812851958385857429</id><published>2007-10-15T11:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T11:32:21.782+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Defice'/><title type='text'>3%....</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://imgs.sapo.pt/sapovideo/swf/flvplayer-sapo.swf?file=http://rd.pftv.videos.sapo.pt/HYowV1lZdYIZyJAVn1TT/mov/1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-4812851958385857429?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4812851958385857429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4812851958385857429' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4812851958385857429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4812851958385857429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/3.html' title='3%....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-4675811274166965228</id><published>2007-10-11T11:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:22.646Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manual'/><title type='text'>Manual salva vidas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/Rw354FMnHzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FyZXuyBdfJ8/s1600-h/see_drunk_close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/Rw354FMnHzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FyZXuyBdfJ8/s320/see_drunk_close.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120023093253185330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Causas, efe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;s secundários e soluções possíveis derivados do consumo de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;álcool: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &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;1- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Pés húmidos e frios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Estás a agarrar o copo com um ângulo incorrecto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Vai virando o copo até a parte aberta ficar virada para cima. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;2- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Pés quentes e molhados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Já te mijaste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Procura a casa de banho mais próxima e seca-te. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;3- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; A parede à tua frente está cheia de luzes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Caíste de costas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Posiciona o teu corpo 90º em relação ao chão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;4- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Tens a boca cheia de beatas de cigarros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Caíste com a fronha dentro do cinzeiro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Cospe e enxagua com um bom gin tónico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;5- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; O chão está desfocado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Estás a olhar através de um copo vazio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Enche o copo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;6- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; O chão está a mexer-se. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Estás a ser arrastado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Pergunta ao menos para onde é que te estão a levar, caso seja para outro bar está tudo bem, no caso contrário, manifesta-te! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;7- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Reflexo de caras a olhar para ti através da água. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;: Estás no lavatório a tentar ir ao grego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Mete o dedo (Na garganta). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;8- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Ouves as pessoas a falar com um estranho eco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Tens o copo na orelha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Pára de te armar em parvo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;9- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; A discoteca mexe-se muito, toda a gente está vestida de branco e a música já começa a ser repetitiva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Estás numa ambulância. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Não te mexas; possível coma alcoólico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;10- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; O teu pai parece chateado e os teus irmãos olham para ti como se não soubessem quem tu és. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt; Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Ups! Casa Errada!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Pergunta se sabem onde fica a tua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;11- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sintoma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Um enorme foco de luz do disco quase te deixa cego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Causa:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Estás a arrochar no meio da rua e já amanheceu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Solução:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Café e uma boa sorna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/Rw3591MnH0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/YYRtkOrgDII/s1600-h/vodka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/Rw3591MnH0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/YYRtkOrgDII/s320/vodka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120023192037433154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-4675811274166965228?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/4675811274166965228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=4675811274166965228' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4675811274166965228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/4675811274166965228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/manual-salva-vidas.html' title='Manual salva vidas...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/Rw354FMnHzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FyZXuyBdfJ8/s72-c/see_drunk_close.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-138472539053322400</id><published>2007-10-11T10:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:40:47.417+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Premier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Series'/><title type='text'>Premiere...</title><content type='html'>Pois é... está de volta a melhor epoca do ano no que toca a series de televisão!! :D E enquanto não arranca o meu classico favorito que cada vez mais se torna repetitivo :( (estou a falar do 24), há uma enorme qtd de series para sacar e acompanhar... Estive a fazer contas e anualmente vejo 14 series diferentes, se a essas juntar aquelas series que só gosto de ver a season toda seguida então o numero é capaz de subir a cima de 20!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ano com as series mais antigas a entrarem numa monotonia estupida, há então que começar a ver qq coisa nova! Pois o 24 ainda não começou, mas a season 7 promete ser ainda mais estupida que a 6(esta em vez de se chamar 24 devia-se ter chamado 12 pois so a primeira parte da serie é que valeu a pena!). O Prison break vai já no 4 episodio... e enfim, mais valia ter parado na 2Season!!!! Já para não falar do Lost, que é provavelmente uma das series mais estupidas da televisão! Uma serie que ao fim de 3 Seasons(Temporadas para os que não sabem o que é uma season) não explica nada e não evolui nem um bocadinho.... é... não digamos pessima pq parece mal... é MÁ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que vale é que series com o Dr House, My name is Earl, Scrubs(como é que eu vivia sem o scrubs!? :S ) continuam ao seu nivel! :D se bem que no caso do scrubs ainda vou atrasado 3 seasons (o que me dá alento para não ter que esperar uma semana por cada episodio novo)... Estas series continuam ali no top! Continuam a surpreender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ano, em grande parte devido a influencias internas lá de casa (aquela onde vivo 5 dias por semana que fica no estrangeiro) já comecei a ver muita coisa nova que não fazia ideia que existia... e que eram tão boas... Entre elas posso destacar o ENTOURAGE... que é brutal, e que vai ganhando uns emmis aqui e ali todos os anos... e aquela que para mim se tornou a revelação do ano(até agora) CALIFORNICATION(podem ver um preview no video abaixo) que é qq coisa de fantastico... a Vossa questão é e tempo para ver tanta serie onde é quese arranja!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facil... 6horas de viagem por semana mais 1h antes de ir fazer o amor... desculpem... o... o... "ó ó"...  dá mais que tempo para acompanhar uma qtd infindavel de series!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/epjbg8_8voE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/epjbg8_8voE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/7888407160195610332-138472539053322400?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/138472539053322400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=138472539053322400' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/138472539053322400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/138472539053322400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/premiere.html' title='Premiere...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-3240736504186878463</id><published>2007-10-09T14:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T14:15:29.444+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmes'/><title type='text'>Death at a funeral!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/neCY4hh1wJg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/neCY4hh1wJg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedia do ano... aconselho vivamente a verem pelos vossos proprios olhos.. foram 2 horas a contorcer-me todo de tanto rir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-3240736504186878463?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3240736504186878463/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=3240736504186878463' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3240736504186878463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/3240736504186878463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/death-at-funeral.html' title='Death at a funeral!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-521945489715075819</id><published>2007-10-09T13:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:51:51.651+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arcade fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake up'/><title type='text'>inspirador....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jq6M4PWKvq4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jq6M4PWKvq4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/7888407160195610332-521945489715075819?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/521945489715075819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=521945489715075819' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/521945489715075819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/521945489715075819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/inspirador.html' title='inspirador....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-7873533735276082853</id><published>2007-10-08T12:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:22.890Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blow; arrumadinha; LOL'/><title type='text'>Só para mulheres "arrumadinhas"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RwoUHVMnHxI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/fp0aAILQsV8/s1600-h/1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RwoUHVMnHxI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/fp0aAILQsV8/s400/1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118926042641669906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="prodtitle"&gt;Blow Job Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="price"&gt;            £2.99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="productdet"&gt;Every good wife should have one. Supplied with everything you need for a no mess experience. Good for beginners!!&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/7888407160195610332-7873533735276082853?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7873533735276082853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=7873533735276082853' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7873533735276082853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/7873533735276082853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/tara-para-mulheres-arrumadinhas.html' title='Só para mulheres &quot;arrumadinhas&quot;'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RwoUHVMnHxI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/fp0aAILQsV8/s72-c/1259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-6250969962614559470</id><published>2007-10-08T11:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:22.984Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='investimento'/><title type='text'>Suplemento economico...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RwoNrVMnHwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nQ0bW9AA-kk/s1600-h/fundo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RwoNrVMnHwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nQ0bW9AA-kk/s400/fundo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118918964535566082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Em menos de um mes ganhar mais de 25% de um investimento é bom!?!? Nada disso... nos tempos que hj correm é fantastico! o "DWS Invest BRIC Plus NC Acc" é um fundo de investimento global, do 6quartil(trocando por miudos, é um fundo de risco elevado) mas como até é um fundo relativo a  economias emergentes, parceu-me um investimento interessante!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O melhor no meio disto tudo é que o meu financial advisor diz que o fundo apresenta um potencial de crescimento até aos 62%, eu sinceramente, e se ainda sei fazer contas parece-me que não vai passar os 48%... Se calhar ele é optimista de mais e eu continuo a reflectir o medo provocado pelas noticias deste belo mundo economico que se vive hoje! O que é certo é que com tanta variavel, o melhor é deixarmo-nos levar por feelings! e nestas coisas de acções e fundos, até tem corrido bem! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ver... o que vai dar! mas o mais certo é eu ganhar mais um jantar à borla! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resultado.... estou 27,4% mais rico que à um mes atras!(mais o jantar pois claro!) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conselho... ainda vai subir mais 20%... ou seja por cada euro investido ganha-se 20centimos,&lt;br /&gt;10€  --&gt; 2€&lt;br /&gt;100€ --&gt; 20€&lt;br /&gt;1000€ --&gt; 200€&lt;br /&gt;10000€ --&gt; 2000€&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que os gajos do best tenham razão e facilmente se pode ganhar bem mais... do tipo!&lt;br /&gt;1€  --&gt; 4cents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;10€  --&gt; 4€&lt;br /&gt;100€ --&gt; 40€&lt;br /&gt;1000€ --&gt; 400€&lt;br /&gt;10000€ --&gt; 4000€&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas fantastica e bonitas não há!?&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/7888407160195610332-6250969962614559470?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6250969962614559470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=6250969962614559470' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6250969962614559470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/6250969962614559470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/suplemento-economico.html' title='Suplemento economico...'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RwoNrVMnHwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nQ0bW9AA-kk/s72-c/fundo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-8050979964837101383</id><published>2007-10-02T11:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T11:42:29.192+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mulheres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crenças'/><title type='text'>a divagar!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Andava iEu por ai a passear, e encotrei uma &lt;a href="http://infernocheio.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-mulheres-que-acham-que-acham-que-os.html"&gt;estrada que tinha um post&lt;/a&gt; interessante... Cujo o Titalu era qq coisa como "As mulheres que acham que os homens são todos iguais acreditam nisso porque..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a)&lt;/span&gt; precisam de uma desculpa para não mandarem o idiota com quem estão dar uma curva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b)&lt;/span&gt; não tiveram sorte e acharam mais fácil desistir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c)&lt;/span&gt; têm realmente tamanha falta de respeito por metade da humanidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;d)&lt;/span&gt; precisam de acreditar nalgo que faça com que o problema não sejam elas e o modo como consentem ser tratadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e)&lt;/span&gt; são um pouco atrasadas mentais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;f)&lt;/span&gt; precisam de um tópico de conversa que as faça populares entre outras mulheres (ver blogs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g)&lt;/span&gt; acreditam que são tão especiais, difíceis e complexas que nunca ninguém as compreende ou compreenderá a não ser que domine também a complicada técnica de colocar tampões&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;h)&lt;/span&gt; all of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i)&lt;/span&gt; all of the above e gostam de frases feitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Os homens são todos diferentes. Juro. Tenho testemunhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que vale é que foi uma mulher que escreveu isto, se não ainda era crussificado, e ainda me ateavam o fogo... mas não sem antes me passarem num ralador para depois me mergulharem num banho de alcool!!! :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-8050979964837101383?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8050979964837101383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=8050979964837101383' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8050979964837101383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/8050979964837101383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/divagar.html' title='a divagar!!!!!'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888407160195610332.post-1619346483289816096</id><published>2007-10-02T11:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:50:23.169Z</updated><title type='text'>SE....</title><content type='html'>... eu ameaçar alguem! declaram-me como louco, mandam-me internar e não tenho que trabalhar mais aqui!? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RwIcn1MnHvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/P8FBzW1HQrY/s1600-h/gschool.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RwIcn1MnHvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/P8FBzW1HQrY/s320/gschool.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116683597266755314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISSO É QUE ERAAAAA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888407160195610332-1619346483289816096?l=walkingroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1619346483289816096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888407160195610332&amp;postID=1619346483289816096' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1619346483289816096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888407160195610332/posts/default/1619346483289816096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingroad.blogspot.com/2007/10/se.html' title='SE....'/><author><name>walkingKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07911385600023872210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/SlNRcqt7jSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/1ZGa9NraqmE/S220/headphones_blue_kid.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfxrxTNtDvk/RwIcn1MnHvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/P8FBzW1HQrY/s72-c/gschool.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
