<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146</id><updated>2011-11-14T17:44:10.184-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuide do que for verdadeiro</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-7238534149240797379</id><published>2011-11-14T17:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T17:44:10.221-02:00</updated><title type='text'>E se...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;...você ficasse cego, continuaria julgando as pessoas pela aparência?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVsRCXB4im8/TsFveNBWVMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5D0b9PE4pGk/s1600/tumblr_lkhr4oRd3X1qcghigo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVsRCXB4im8/TsFveNBWVMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5D0b9PE4pGk/s1600/tumblr_lkhr4oRd3X1qcghigo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jô Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338917735079488146-7238534149240797379?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/7238534149240797379/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/7238534149240797379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/7238534149240797379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-se.html' title='E se...'/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVsRCXB4im8/TsFveNBWVMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5D0b9PE4pGk/s72-c/tumblr_lkhr4oRd3X1qcghigo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-3519331646336387316</id><published>2011-11-11T22:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:39:00.226-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A felicidade vem de dentro.</title><content type='html'>Pense quantos motivos você tem para ser feliz &lt;i&gt;hoje.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Viver já é um milagre!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja nas pequenas coisas do dia-a-dia motivos para &lt;i&gt;agradecer &lt;/i&gt;e se &lt;i&gt;alegrar&lt;/i&gt;. O futuro é daqui alguns instantes e as coisas mudam a todo momento. E novos horizontes surgem quando menos se espera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338917735079488146-3519331646336387316?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/3519331646336387316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/felicidade-vem-de-dentro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/3519331646336387316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/3519331646336387316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/felicidade-vem-de-dentro.html' title='A felicidade vem de dentro.'/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-4352937445840148122</id><published>2011-11-11T18:19:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:41:27.309-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Acredito...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/17543796/tumblr_lsm3whF3271qbrapzo1_r1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/17543796/tumblr_lsm3whF3271qbrapzo1_r1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;... em que por mais que o universo e as pessoas conspirem contra,&lt;b&gt; quando se deseja muito alguma coisa e se merece&lt;/b&gt;, não há nada que a impeça de ocorrer. Podem levar dias, anos, décadas. O que é para &lt;b&gt;acontecer&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;nada e ninguém&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/i&gt; conseguirá mudar.&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/1338917735079488146-4352937445840148122?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/4352937445840148122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/acredito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/4352937445840148122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/4352937445840148122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/acredito.html' title='Acredito...'/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-7722169468907516529</id><published>2011-11-10T18:05:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T18:05:42.897-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Temos nosso próprio tempo...♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/059HEaYRve0/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/059HEaYRve0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/059HEaYRve0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338917735079488146-7722169468907516529?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/7722169468907516529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/temos-nosso-proprio-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/7722169468907516529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/7722169468907516529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/temos-nosso-proprio-tempo.html' title='Temos nosso próprio tempo...♫'/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-4483271939683834348</id><published>2011-11-06T11:10:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:42:50.210-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;As pessoas julgam a aparência, mas esquecem que o mal da sociedade são as pessoas sem caráter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Renato Russo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338917735079488146-4483271939683834348?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/4483271939683834348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-pessoas-julgam-aparencia-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/4483271939683834348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/4483271939683834348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-pessoas-julgam-aparencia-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-2218935489969429034</id><published>2011-11-04T14:32:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T15:00:23.997-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim, eles serão eternos na minha vida ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não era pra ser dessa vez.Mas só em saber que estão aqui fico com essa felicidade :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QahPdlG5MSU/TrQTOzPA4zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oUyXtuALnWE/s1600/hanon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QahPdlG5MSU/TrQTOzPA4zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oUyXtuALnWE/s320/hanon.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♫&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;And the girl who listens&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;to a young man's song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338917735079488146-2218935489969429034?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/2218935489969429034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/era-pra-ser-dessa-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/2218935489969429034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/2218935489969429034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/11/era-pra-ser-dessa-vez.html' title='Sim, eles serão eternos na minha vida ♥'/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QahPdlG5MSU/TrQTOzPA4zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oUyXtuALnWE/s72-c/hanon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-3751880010488347777</id><published>2011-10-30T14:54:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:43:15.453-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Escolhas de uma vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;A certa altura do filme Crimes e Pecados, o personagem interpretado por Woody Allen diz: "Nós somos a soma das nossas decisões".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Essa frase acomodou-se na minha massa cinzenta e de lá nunca mais saiu. Compartilho do ceticismo de Allen: a gente é o que a gente escolhe ser, o destino pouco tem a ver com isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Desde pequenos aprendemos que, ao fazer uma opção,estamo&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;s descartando outra, e de opção em opção vamos tecendo essa teia que se convencionou chamar "minha vida".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/16908083/tumblr_ltw0uoQgJV1r1tvo8o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/16908083/tumblr_ltw0uoQgJV1r1tvo8o1_500_large.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Não é tarefa fácil. No momento em que se escolhe ser médico, se está abrindo mão de ser piloto de avião. Ao optar pela vida de atriz, será quase impossível conciliar com a arquitetura. No amor, a mesma coisa: namora-se um, outro, e mais outro, num excitante vaivém de romances. Até que chega um momento em que é preciso decidir entre passar o resto da vida sem compromisso formal com alguém, apenas vivenciando amores e deixando-os ir embora quando se findam, ou casar, e através do casamento fundar uma microempresa, com direito a casa própria, orçamento doméstico e responsabilidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;As duas opções têm seus prós e contras: viver sem laços e viver com laços...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Escolha: beber até cair ou virar vegetariano e budista? Todas as alternativas são válidas, mas há um preço a pagar por elas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Quem dera pudéssemos ser uma pessoa diferente a cada 6 meses, ser casados de segunda a sexta e solteiros nos finais de semana, ter filhos quando se está bem-disposto e não tê-los quando se está cansado. Por isso é tão importante o auto conhecimento. Por isso é necessário ler muito, ouvir os outros, estagiar em várias tribos, prestar atenção ao que acontece em volta e não cultivar preconceitos. Nossas escolhas não podem ser apenas intuitivas, elas têm que refletir o que a gente é. Lógico que se deve reavaliar decisões e trocar de caminho: Ninguém é o mesmo para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mas que essas mudanças de rota venham para acrescentar, e não para anular a vivência do caminho anteriormente percorrido. A estrada é longa e o tempo é curto.Não deixe de fazer nada que queira, mas tenha responsabilidade e maturidade para arcar com as conseqüências destas ações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lembrem-se: suas escolhas têm 50% de chance de darem certo, mas também 50% de chance de darem errado. A escolha é sua...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pedro Bial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1338917735079488146-3751880010488347777?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/3751880010488347777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/escolhas-de-uma-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/3751880010488347777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/3751880010488347777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/escolhas-de-uma-vida.html' title='Escolhas de uma vida'/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-7319106134947935037</id><published>2011-10-29T11:05:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:43:31.350-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/16837972/tumblr_ltkrvvZXfl1r59q4io1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/16837972/tumblr_ltkrvvZXfl1r59q4io1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;‎" Você é quem decide o que vai ser eterno em você, no seu coração.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Deus nos dá o dom de eternizar em nós o que vale a pena, e esquecer definitivamente aquilo que não vale... ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Padre Fábio de Melo&lt;/span&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/1338917735079488146-7319106134947935037?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/7319106134947935037/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-e-quem-decide-o-que-vai-ser-eterno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/7319106134947935037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/7319106134947935037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-e-quem-decide-o-que-vai-ser-eterno.html' title=''/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-3793500789755190159</id><published>2011-10-28T10:06:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:43:49.444-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/ek1mifO0fbI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ek1mifO0fbI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ek1mifO0fbI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Faço o melhor que sou capaz&amp;nbsp;só pra viver em paz...&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/1338917735079488146-3793500789755190159?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/3793500789755190159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/faco-o-melhor-que-sou-capaz-pra-viver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/3793500789755190159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/3793500789755190159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/faco-o-melhor-que-sou-capaz-pra-viver.html' title=''/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-6642559630508943486</id><published>2011-10-27T15:14:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:44:04.378-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fr" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; color: black; display: block; font-size: 19px; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Eu sofro sendo assim, eu sofro porque, quando você acha mais da metade do mundo babaca, você passa muito tempo sozinho."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Tati Bernardi&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/1338917735079488146-6642559630508943486?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/6642559630508943486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-sofro-sendo-assim-eu-sofro-porque.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/6642559630508943486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/6642559630508943486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-sofro-sendo-assim-eu-sofro-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-8466887005251217907</id><published>2011-10-25T16:25:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:57:46.486-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Antes de julgar a minha vida ou o meu caráter, calce os meus sapatos, e percorra o caminho que eu percorri, viva as minhas tristezas, as minhas dúvidas e as minhas alegrias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Percorra os anos que eu percorri, tropeçe onde eu tropecei, e levante-se assim como eu estou tentando fazer, e então... só aí poderás julgar !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cada um tem a sua própria história!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não compare sua vida com a dos outros!!! Você não sabe como foi o caminho que eles tiveram que trilhar na vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você sabe o meu nome, mas não conhece a minha história !&lt;/div&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/1338917735079488146-8466887005251217907?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/8466887005251217907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/antes-de-julgar-minha-vida-ou-o-meu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/8466887005251217907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/8466887005251217907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/antes-de-julgar-minha-vida-ou-o-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-4498194110452171238</id><published>2011-10-24T14:34:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:57:17.232-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Até que ponto uma rede social influencia em sua vida?Você publica "a",entendem "b" e falam "z";Há mais pessoas interessadas em saber quando você muda seu status de relacionamento a um link interessante de alguma matéria de um portal decente;Você publica um trecho de alguma música e já fazem referência a desilusão, frustração entre outras terminações "ão" negativas.Ao publicar: " sambo bem a dois p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;or mim..." ( trecho de uma musica de Los Hermanos) posso está fazendo referência à minha independência ,ter opinião própria ou simplesmente que não dependo de alguém para saber sambar bem (livre da interpretação da música em si).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Senhoras e senhores, nesta podemos ser verdadeiros,falsos e até mesmo fingir ser algo e/ou alguém que não somos .Porém,o que depende de seu ponto de vista não significa ser minha verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338917735079488146-4498194110452171238?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/4498194110452171238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/ate-que-ponto-uma-rede-social.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/4498194110452171238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/4498194110452171238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/10/ate-que-ponto-uma-rede-social.html' title=''/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-2407334043808737870</id><published>2011-09-10T22:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:19:06.476-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Afasia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liberdade de expressão" só é válida quando é respeitada.Eu não diria nem aceita,pois ninguém é obrigado a acatar a opinião do outro.De hoje em diante calo-me em relação a determinadas coisas,pessoas...e mesmo sendo indagada, pode ter certeza que não pensarei duas vezes, mas sim&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;duas mil vezes&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;se devo ou não responder esta.As pessoas estão acostumadas com a mentira ((&lt;em&gt;origem controversa&lt;/em&gt;) s. f.1. Acto de mentir;2. Engano propositado. = FALSIDADE;3. História falsa. = PATRANHA, PETA, TANGA;4. Aquilo que engana ou ilude. = FANTASIA, ILUSÃO) e quando você diz algo que acha que poderia ser de uma forma diferente, estas vêem como uma "&lt;em&gt;reclamação&lt;/em&gt;", mas jamais como algo que você esteja sentindo,um desabafo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Falo demais, ou melhor, publico demais, neste vício chamado Facebook e isto tem me rendido bons "desagrados".Sim, sou responsável pelo o que publico e sei que cada um interpretará de uma forma isto.Mas não significa que tudo o que escrevo seja referente a uma&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;única&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;e&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;exclusiva&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;pessoa.Posso falar do vizinho, de mim, da minha família, de um amigo e só eu sei a quem me direcionei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É todo direito seu levar as publicações pra você, ou pra alguém que você acha que seja, mas a partir daí,formar uma opinião sobre minha pessoa, meu caráter,tecer comentários maliciosos e fazer disso uma diversão já é um caso a se freiar (bom,faço uma exceção em relação a formar uma opinião sobre mim :*).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Respeito o próximo para ser respeitada e se tiveres algum problema comigo, a melhor para resolver isto sou eu mesma :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De hoje em diante calo-me.Mas por mim.&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/1338917735079488146-2407334043808737870?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/2407334043808737870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/09/afasia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/2407334043808737870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/2407334043808737870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/09/afasia.html' title='Afasia.'/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-7051237192622683148</id><published>2011-08-10T16:17:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T20:07:06.912-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A morte sempre será difícil de aceitar e entender.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; 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text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: red;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space" style="font-weight: 900;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"&gt;que nos resta é lembrar as coisas boas feitas pela pessoa que partiu.E eu sempre lembrarei daquele sorriso aberto que ele tinha, da sua integridade,humanismo, inteligência ( &lt;i&gt;eu admirava a inteligência dele.era imensa para quem tinha pouco estudo&lt;/i&gt;).Última vez que nos vimos foi em 1998 e a que nos falamos... não me lembro, mas já faz um bom tempo.É nessas horas que a gente para e pensa:"&lt;b&gt;poxa, eu poderia ter estado mais presente&lt;/b&gt;" (&lt;i&gt;embora isso não mude o fato&lt;/i&gt;).Porém,se lamentar não diminuirá a dor da perda,só apertará mais seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"&gt;Desde a notícia, me vem a lembrança do ano que estive aí.O atropelamento do Da Gama :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"&gt;e sua atitude perante.Levou o cachorro ao veterinário, pagou a cirurgia e todo santo dia de manhã preparava o cafezinho dele :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"&gt; Muitos sei que criticaram sua atitude por ser apenas um cachorro, mas pro senhor, ele era mais que isso.O senhor teve um bom coração, meu tio.Saí muito pequena daí mas só escutei falarem coisas boas do senhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: red; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;"&gt;Tio, vá com Deus. Ele,minha vó e Nosso Senhor Jesus Cristo está a te esperar com os braços abertos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1338917735079488146-7051237192622683148?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/7051237192622683148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/08/morte-sempre-sera-dificil-de-aceitar-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/7051237192622683148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/7051237192622683148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/08/morte-sempre-sera-dificil-de-aceitar-e.html' title='A morte sempre será difícil de aceitar e entender.'/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-5303452262908921368</id><published>2011-08-10T10:42:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T20:08:14.931-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ão adianta você querer exigir a verdade de alguém.Que a pessoa seja verdadeira.Isso é uma questão de&lt;b&gt; princípios&lt;/b&gt;.Ou você é ou não é. Essa de que você omite e/ou mente sobre determinada coisa por um "bem" não me convence.Sou adepta de "fale a verdade e causa um certo sofrimento em alguém com esta" que "faça alguém feliz com uma omissão/mentira".Se estes fossem atos benéficos não teriam o significado que têm.Não se pode viver em um relacionamento ( &lt;i&gt;amizade,amoroso...&lt;/i&gt;) quando a outra parte é adepta que mente e/ou omite fatos por um bem maior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Chego a crer que dói no ser humano agir coma verdade, com a honestidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7708317/tumblr_lhnh9nd0361qepvdno1_400_large.jpg?1299456620" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7708317/tumblr_lhnh9nd0361qepvdno1_400_large.jpg?1299456620" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Deus...terei eu que aprender a agir da mesma forma que meus "semelhantes" ou conviver com uma gastrite?&lt;b&gt;Fico com a gastrite&lt;/b&gt;,obrigada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1338917735079488146-5303452262908921368?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/5303452262908921368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao-adianta-voce-querer-exigir-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/5303452262908921368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/5303452262908921368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao-adianta-voce-querer-exigir-verdade.html' title=''/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338917735079488146.post-6255900506531567955</id><published>2011-08-08T15:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T20:09:28.875-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt; cada dia estou sabendo mais em quem devo "&lt;b&gt;confiar&lt;/b&gt;" e a cada dia gosto mais dos meus cachorros.Quer viver bem?Manter certas "amizades"? Não comente de sua vida com certas pessoas, seus sentimentos.Algumas não estão nem aí em relação ao que você vai sentir.Sempre detestei gente sonsa, dissimulada.Falsa, não cito mais, porque todos temos um pouco disso em relação a alguma situação/pessoa.Ainda não conheci uma "persona" que seja 100% sincera (&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;até consigo mesma&lt;/em&gt;) e se essa existir, pode ter certeza que chegamos ao fim do mundo. "Pessoas agem de acordo com os seus interesse", essa é a realidade, a mais pura verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-by38RD5iLrE/TkAnwbK-cvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2vx059vla3E/s1600/tumblr_lpipfmvCQ01qb5t88o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-by38RD5iLrE/TkAnwbK-cvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2vx059vla3E/s320/tumblr_lpipfmvCQ01qb5t88o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;De hoje em diante me desprendo de seres assim.Egoístas, que visam somente seus interesses, prepotentes,presunçosos, sonsos principalmente.Desprendo-me de coisas negativas e consequentemente pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"&gt;Em "O pequeno príncipe",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Antoine de Saint-Exupéry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;, fez muitas citações interessantes e que deveríamos levar pra nossa vida, uma delas é a que "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;você se torna eternamente responsável pelo o que cativa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quem cultivou amor, terá amor;Amizade,Amizade;Indiferença,indiferença.&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/1338917735079488146-6255900506531567955?l=moniquesena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/feeds/6255900506531567955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/08/cada-dia-estou-sabendo-mais-em-quem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/6255900506531567955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338917735079488146/posts/default/6255900506531567955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moniquesena.blogspot.com/2011/08/cada-dia-estou-sabendo-mais-em-quem.html' title=''/><author><name>Monique Sena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08223564963777735466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-by38RD5iLrE/TkAnwbK-cvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2vx059vla3E/s72-c/tumblr_lpipfmvCQ01qb5t88o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
