<?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-7871074</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:17:08.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O melhor da vida são os amigos e 1 Grande Amor</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-2379417847406093994</id><published>2008-05-23T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:45:30.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SER FELIZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usEyfARlgA8/SDdH-UQN8FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iVE11OxtJTk/s1600-h/P1060074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203707030364090450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usEyfARlgA8/SDdH-UQN8FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iVE11OxtJTk/s320/P1060074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Posso ter defeitos, viver ansioso e ficar irritado algumas vezes, mas não esqueço de que a minha vida é a maior empresa do mundo. E que posso evitar que ela vá à falência. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ser feliz é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apesar de todos os desafios, incompreensões e períodos de crise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ser feliz é deixar de ser vítima dos problemas e se tornar um autor da própria história. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É atravessar desertos fora de si, mas ser capaz de encontrar um oásis no recôndito da sua alma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É agradecer a Deus a cada manhã pelo milagre da vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ser feliz é não ter medo dos próprios sentimentos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É saber falar de si mesmo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É ter coragem para ouvir um “não”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É ter segurança para receber uma crítica, mesmo que injusta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pedras no caminho? Guardo todas, um dia vou construir um castelo…” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-2379417847406093994?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/2379417847406093994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=2379417847406093994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/2379417847406093994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/2379417847406093994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2008/05/ser-feliz.html' title='SER FELIZ'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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/_usEyfARlgA8/SDdH-UQN8FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iVE11OxtJTk/s72-c/P1060074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-197374363484157203</id><published>2008-05-23T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:45:30.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda à tanto por fazer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usEyfARlgA8/SDdGz0QN8EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1Ok8KC2u8SY/s1600-h/bruno+p+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203705750463836226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usEyfARlgA8/SDdGz0QN8EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1Ok8KC2u8SY/s320/bruno+p+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já fiz coisas por impulso, decepcionei-me com pessoas, também decepcionei alguém. Já abracei por abraçar para proteger ou por pensar amar, Já ri quando não devia, Já amei e fui amado e também rejeitado. Já gritei e pulei de tanta felicidade, já “quebrei” a cara muitas vezes! Já chorei a ouvir musica e a ver fotos, Já me apaixonei por um sorriso, Já pensei que fosse morrer de tanta saudade e descobri que afinal não se morre por nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-197374363484157203?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/197374363484157203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=197374363484157203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/197374363484157203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/197374363484157203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2008/05/ainda-tanto-por-fazer.html' title='Ainda à tanto por fazer...'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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/_usEyfARlgA8/SDdGz0QN8EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1Ok8KC2u8SY/s72-c/bruno+p+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-6264259696843962781</id><published>2007-11-12T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:22:33.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reorganização e reestruturação de Vida e Objectivos a cumprir.</title><content type='html'>Tal como o titulo indica, tudo na minha vida vai estar em reorganização e reestruturação por isso não esperem grandes post's durante os próximos tempos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos, colegas e conhecidos um grande bem haja e até à reinauguração deste espaço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-6264259696843962781?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/6264259696843962781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=6264259696843962781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/6264259696843962781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/6264259696843962781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2007/11/reorganizao-e-reestruturao-de-vida-e.html' title='Reorganização e reestruturação de Vida e Objectivos a cumprir.'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-3938083911464632271</id><published>2007-11-04T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:45:31.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atitude de mudança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usEyfARlgA8/Ry2_bf6H0JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tfly2_ujCKI/s1600-h/bp+olhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128966029787517074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usEyfARlgA8/Ry2_bf6H0JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tfly2_ujCKI/s320/bp+olhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olha para mim, estou a mudar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mudei a maneira de ver a vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mudei a maneira de estar com os amigos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mudei a maneira de lidar com as pessoas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mudei o que achei que não estava bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lutei por um futuro melhor para mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só houve uma coisa que não mudei foi o meu amor por ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor esse que tem aceite a tua ausência, a falta de carinho, do teu cheiro, do teu calor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas afinal o que tens tu andado à espera?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nota para ti: Sei que tbm não deve ser facíl para ti. Mas eu preciso saber até que ponto queres a minha presença na tua vida. Não tenho vocação para amigo colorido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-3938083911464632271?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/3938083911464632271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=3938083911464632271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/3938083911464632271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/3938083911464632271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2007/11/atitude-de-mudana.html' title='Atitude de mudança'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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/_usEyfARlgA8/Ry2_bf6H0JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Tfly2_ujCKI/s72-c/bp+olhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-5500400179087803544</id><published>2007-11-03T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T15:37:31.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sábado - 3 de Novembro de 2007</title><content type='html'>Hoje, dia de mudança!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como já se vinha adivinhar, acordei para a vida deixei de ver como um individuo de 22/25 anos e passei a ver com a real idade que tenho. 28 Anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando olhei para trás não gostei do que vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relação de 4anos em crise, um "sonho"que não devia ter passado disso mesmo, distraido profissionalmente, dívidas/prestações acumuladas, comunicação entre colegas cada vez mais rude e arrogante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em resumo vi um Bruno estranho, cheio de problemas, um Bruno em CRISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bati o pé e disse:&lt;br /&gt;-" BASTA!! CHEGA!! Não quero isto para mim!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomei uma atitude!&lt;br /&gt;Desfazer o sonho, pagar as dívidas, ser melhor colega, melhor amigo, melhor filho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a mudança é o alcançar do desfazer do sonho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É olhar para trás e ver que a relação com os colegas, amigos e família melhorou.&lt;br /&gt;É o alcançar de um ser humano melhor e que com determinação e a atitude certa podemos mudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota: Pena que não reconheças isso ou que pelo menos não demonstres que reconheces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-5500400179087803544?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/5500400179087803544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=5500400179087803544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/5500400179087803544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/5500400179087803544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2007/11/sbado-3-de-novembro-de-2007.html' title='Sábado - 3 de Novembro de 2007'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-4472175738228017152</id><published>2007-11-02T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:30:32.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Regresso</title><content type='html'>Olá!&lt;br /&gt;Como em todos os filmes existem os retornos, daí o titulo deste post se chamar o regresso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiguinhos, hoje sexta feira dia 2 de Novembro mesmo estando de ponte fui tentar adiantar trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;Para meu espanto, não o facto de ir trabalhar num dia q não devia.&lt;br /&gt;Mas qnd chego ao meu local de trabalho e não tenho ligação ao servidor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora sem net quando é a minha maior ferramenta de trabalho é impossivel adiantar alguma coisa, lá tratei algumas coisas que eram para fazer pelo telefone e após verificar que do outro lado da linha não tinham feito o trabalho que lhes competia acabei por desistir e ir almoçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carro, mensagem e casa de um amigo que já tinhamos combinado ir sair da parte da tarde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após ir fazer um mimo a mim mesmo, ou seja, cuidar de mim mesmo. Lá segui para fazer um recado à prima/irmã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim após umas horas mais tarde, lá cheguei ao meu destino que era Grupo Santogal, para vender o meu carro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que carro!?! Pois é troquei de carro para o carro que considerava ser o meu sonho e após o ter achei que "merda de sonho".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A continuar noutro post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraços amigos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-4472175738228017152?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/4472175738228017152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=4472175738228017152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/4472175738228017152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/4472175738228017152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-regresso.html' title='O Regresso'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-116041760740480741</id><published>2006-10-09T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T11:13:27.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta</title><content type='html'>Verdade, mais uma vez após um longo periodo de estar fora tou de volta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avisa a todos os interessados ou interessadas que é bom fazer pausas de tudo o que tomamos por garantido para se saber dar o verdadeiro valor das coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendam o que axarem que é importante, a vida é mto facil, não compliquem com diz que disse, ou este faz e eu não posso fazer, contem-se com o que tem e façam por ter mais ou melhor com trabalho e integridade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim que me lembrar de mais alguma coisa acressento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-116041760740480741?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/116041760740480741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=116041760740480741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/116041760740480741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/116041760740480741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2006/10/de-volta.html' title='De volta'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-114790719294301664</id><published>2006-05-17T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T16:06:32.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para os amigos...</title><content type='html'>Olá!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez tive muito tempo sem dar noticias mas assim é a vida, ora se tem muito trabalho, ora se anda muito cansado, ora não se tem cabeça para dar a devida atenção a quem amamos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é o dia de reconhecer todos os erros, todos os fracassos e deixar que as alegrias, as boas acções e os sucessos inundem a minha vida tão como em tempos escuros as amizades me inundaram de esperança…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para os amigos …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-114790719294301664?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/114790719294301664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=114790719294301664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/114790719294301664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/114790719294301664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2006/05/para-os-amigos.html' title='Para os amigos...'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-112206189540970124</id><published>2005-07-22T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T12:54:22.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilusão de perfeição...</title><content type='html'>E pk não é desilusão?&lt;br /&gt;Defacto, nada é perfeito nem mesmo o mais simétrico e brilhante  diamante.&lt;br /&gt;Ilusão, sim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estarei à espera de algo mais grandioso? Não sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que não me chega o q já tenho? Pk não desejar mais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será assim tão patético uma pessoa querer e desejar outra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pq é q cada vez mais esse sonho parece-me tão distante. Pq temos de querer tudo sempre tão perfeito e  mais?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou a tentar a sério que estou iludo-me com pequenos gestos q sinto q nunca passarão disso apenas pequenos gestos.&lt;br /&gt;Tento compreender, perceber pq ages por vezes da maneira q ages mas sem qqr sucesso.&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes, ficas inatingivél. Isolas-te no teu mundo deixando-me de fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iludo-me com o meu amor por ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Um desabafo meu é sempre um grito no silêncio q faço sem perturbar ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Abraços a todos um bj enorme para ti Buzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-112206189540970124?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/112206189540970124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=112206189540970124' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/112206189540970124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/112206189540970124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2005/07/iluso-de-perfeio.html' title='Ilusão de perfeição...'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-112155468825182189</id><published>2005-07-16T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T12:52:52.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarteto Fantástico</title><content type='html'>Olá!&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vim eu mandar mais umas qnts linhas pela net fora,hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1º vou passar a explicar quem é o quarteto fantástico:&lt;br /&gt;São 4 amigos que o ano passado se conheceram  e desde então ficaram inseparáveis.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh pois é! lol&lt;br /&gt;É assim que considero 3 amigos meus que são: o Marcos, o André e o Vlad Alexandre&lt;br /&gt;pela ordem correcta é Miranda, Samantha e a Charlote sobra então a Carie sempre agarrada ao seu portátil a escrever, com crises existênciais, sempre louca por compras hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2º Quero referir e explicar aos meus restantes amigos que vos adoro e que estão no meu coração vocês tbm fazem parte da minha vida e têm tido um papel mto importante nela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3º Quero mencionar tbm 2s pessoas q cairam de pára-quedas na minha vida e as quais eu tenho a maior das considerações.&lt;br /&gt;"- Sim, padinhos vcs tbm aparencem no meu blog,hehehe:P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por último e não é por isso que deixa de ser importante mas tou a mencionar as coisas por ordem de acontecimentos...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho a anúnciar que "Carie" e "Mr.Big" voltaram, sim é verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansado de gostar de alguém e tar longe dessa pessoa resolvemos voltar e dar tudo por tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim, tenho tido o tempo todo ocupado com uma certa dificuldade a organizar o tempo para estar com todas as pessoas q gosto e amo, mas tou a fazer os possiveis para não me esquecer de ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: O quarteto fantástico do "sexo e a cidade" não é "clube das divorciadas" pk nenhuma foi casada além da Charlote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzz entrega-te de corpo e alma, garanto-te que não te arrependerás...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-112155468825182189?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/112155468825182189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=112155468825182189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/112155468825182189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/112155468825182189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2005/07/quarteto-fantstico.html' title='Quarteto Fantástico'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-112058845832191905</id><published>2005-07-05T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T11:34:18.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viagem....</title><content type='html'>Olá!&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo pouco por estas bandas mas é porque o tempo tem sido um pouco escasso.&lt;br /&gt;Nada contra familiares, amigos, conhecidos, desconhecidos e ou até inimigos. Defacto tem sido mesmo falta de tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Posso dizer que finalmete o curso acabou(que alivio, hehehe) nota final 17 valores, o que aqui para o rapazinho não é nada mal.&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente fui de férias, ou melhor cheguei hj de um fim-de semana fantástico cheio de compras, km's e farra, ui ui, hehehe muita farra.&lt;br /&gt;Não tava à espera de me divertir tanto, foi uma grande e agradável supresa rir como já não me lembrava ser capaz de o fazer, em alto e bom som.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levei muita gente no coração, e trouxe-as todas comigo sem execpção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, tu ainda continuas aqui dentro de mim, esteja onde eu estiver, carregar-te-ei dentro do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Migos tou de volta, a farra tem de continuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi só uma coisa nesta viagem, não vale apena fugir.&lt;br /&gt;You are under my skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-112058845832191905?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/112058845832191905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=112058845832191905' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/112058845832191905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/112058845832191905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2005/07/viagem.html' title='Viagem....'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-111956136647130900</id><published>2005-06-23T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T14:17:53.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosidade sobre o meu signo Gémeos....</title><content type='html'>Gémeos 21/5 a 20/6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O gemeniano é regido pelo planeta Mercúrio,o mais esperto e inquieto dos corpos celestes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso lhe dá, além de personalidade camaleônica, a capacidade de fazer mil e uma coisas ao mesmo tempo, com um pé nas costas. O gemeniano é um caso de dupla personalidade crónica, ou, na mais emocionante das hipóteses, de múltipla personalidade, mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planeta Regente: Mercúrio&lt;br /&gt;            Elemento: Ar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-111956136647130900?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/111956136647130900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=111956136647130900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/111956136647130900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/111956136647130900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2005/06/curiosidade-sobre-o-meu-signo-gmeos.html' title='Curiosidade sobre o meu signo Gémeos....'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-111956045494446321</id><published>2005-06-23T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T14:00:54.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are under my skin, and i can't get you out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estás entranhado em mim, ñ te consigo esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em mim...não chega!&lt;br /&gt;É preciso querer, desejar, gritar.&lt;br /&gt;Gritar bem alto o qnt desejas alguém k gosta de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem ti, sou mtas coisas, ctg sou akilo k desejo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-111956045494446321?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/111956045494446321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=111956045494446321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/111956045494446321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/111956045494446321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-are-under-my-skin-and-i-cant-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-111877437142608082</id><published>2005-06-14T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:39:31.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Ainda não chorei o  facto de te ter perdido, não sei como nem porquê.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas me disseste que não te  conseguias apaixonar por mim, acreditei em ti.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Sou de facto uma pessoa  bastante impulsiva, deixou-me levar pelo momento,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;sou frio, sou  quente,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;sou doce, sou  amargo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;sou simpático, sou  arrogante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;São estas contradições todas que fazem com que tu  recues.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Podes dizer as coisas  maravilhosas que disseste sobre nós, e de facto sinto-me vibrante cheio de  brilho mas o meu brilho esconde alguma tristeza,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Tristeza essa k faz  parte de mim. Apenas te pedi carinho e compreensão, sempre soube que tu jamais  te irias apaixonar por mim mas acreditei que tivesses  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;visto que eu era o  melhor para ti ou que kem fazia falta ao teu lado seria  eu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Acabei de dizer eu, eu  ,eu...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Sempre quis dizer nós,  nós, nós...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;È dificil ler o que escreveste sem pensar nos momentos que tivemos, tento não guardar magoa de nada. (apesar de  ser dificil)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Mais uma vez  tiveste-me, e perdeste-me...ou melhor mandaste-me  embora.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Amor e uma cabana... não  existe!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Existe cumplicidade,  carinho, afecto, é por isso k as pessoas se casam, é por isso k as pessoas se  juntam.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;Neste momento sofres  porque keres eu apenas tentei ser feliz.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Se me amasses como  dizes nunca me terias deixado ir embora&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Tbm te amo mto, a tua  felicidade apenas depende de ti....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/7871074-111877437142608082?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/111877437142608082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=111877437142608082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/111877437142608082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/111877437142608082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2005/06/ainda-no-chorei-o-facto-de-te-ter.html' title=''/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-111022292896223335</id><published>2005-03-07T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T11:18:12.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos</title><content type='html'>A vida é feita de momentos!&lt;br /&gt;Momentos esses que devemos aproveitar ao máximo e disfrutar das pessoas com quem estamos.&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma tarde,&lt;br /&gt;Foi um momento,&lt;br /&gt;Foi a tua presença,&lt;br /&gt;Foi o teu sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Foi o Oceanário,&lt;br /&gt;Foi aquele &lt;strong&gt;beijo proibido&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Foi o teu abraço na despedida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi mais um &lt;strong&gt;MOMENTO &lt;/strong&gt;unico e nosso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momento esse que irei recordar com mto carinho,&lt;br /&gt;sim, carinho&lt;br /&gt;porque ainda és mto especial para mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Este sim é unico e exclusivamente para ti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-111022292896223335?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/111022292896223335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=111022292896223335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/111022292896223335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/111022292896223335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2005/03/momentos.html' title='Momentos'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-110918840676954086</id><published>2005-02-23T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T17:05:17.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudação à vida</title><content type='html'>Vida eu te saúdo!&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda não me conheces eu sou o Bruno, tenho 25 anos e sou um grande apreciador teu e tenho algumas coisas para te dizer:&lt;br /&gt;Tens me dado mta coisa boa e tbm má, mas sobretudo tens me dado mtas lições. Lições essas que só tu sabes dar e por isso te saúdo não só pelos momentos bons mas tbm pelos maus dos quais tenho aprendido imenso.&lt;br /&gt;Depois tenho de te agradecer pelos amigos que me deste a conhecer e os inimigos tbm.&lt;br /&gt;Tbm eles me têm ensinado mta coisa. Uma delas é nunca desistir de mim mesmo e dar o meu melhor em tudo o k me dedique, a nunca desistir dos meus sonhos e objectivos mas o lutar por akilo k kero foste tu Vida k me ensinaste a fazer e por tudo isso e mto mais te saúdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass:Bruno Primo&lt;br /&gt;Como agradecimento a ter chegado até aki e às pessoas k me acompanharam.&lt;br /&gt;Tbm a todos vós um grande abraço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-110918840676954086?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/110918840676954086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=110918840676954086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/110918840676954086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/110918840676954086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2005/02/saudao-vida.html' title='Saudação à vida'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-110564760127660566</id><published>2005-01-13T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T12:21:11.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Só mesmo em Portugal </title><content type='html'>Julgamento da Casa Pia&lt;br /&gt;Revelação surpresa de Bibi&lt;br /&gt;D.r.Carlos Silvino foi aconselhado pela PJO principal arguido do Megaprocesso Casa Pia, Carlos Silvino, afirmou esta quinta-feira que só referiu o nome do médico Ferreira Diniz por sugestão da Polícia Judiciária (PJ), a mesma que lhe proporcionou um encontro com Catalina Pestana. A provedora da Casa Pia terá dito a ‘Bibi’ para não se incriminar sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;O arguido garantiu que não conhece Ferreira Diniz tendo mencionado apenas o seu nome a conselho de um inspector da PJ, sem nunca ter sido forçado a isso. ‘Bibi’ continuou a nona sessão do julgamento referindo que foi conduzido a uma praia da Margem Sul para se encontrar com Catalina Pestana, já depois de ter sido preso. Aí a provedora pediu-lhe para contar tudo o que sabia sem qualquer receio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-110564760127660566?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/110564760127660566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=110564760127660566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/110564760127660566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/110564760127660566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2005/01/s-mesmo-em-portugal.html' title='Só mesmo em Portugal '/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-109690249410677446</id><published>2004-10-04T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:12:47.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Still The One</title><content type='html'>(When I first saw you, I saw love. And the first time you touched me, I felt love. And after all this time, you're still the one I love.)&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we made it&lt;br /&gt;Look how far we've come my baby&lt;br /&gt;We mighta took the long way&lt;br /&gt;We knew we'd get there someday&lt;br /&gt;They said, "I bet they'll never make it"&lt;br /&gt;But just look at us holding on&lt;br /&gt;We're still together still going strong&lt;br /&gt;(You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;You're still the one I run to&lt;br /&gt;The one that I belong to&lt;br /&gt;You're still the one I want for life&lt;br /&gt;(You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;You're still the one that I love&lt;br /&gt;The only one I dream of&lt;br /&gt;You're still the one I kiss good night&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothin' better&lt;br /&gt;We beat the odds together&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we didn't listen&lt;br /&gt;Look at what we would be missin&lt;br /&gt;They said, "I bet they'll never make it"&lt;br /&gt;But just look at us holding on&lt;br /&gt;We're still together still going strong&lt;br /&gt;(You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;You're still the one I run to&lt;br /&gt;(You're still the one)&lt;br /&gt;You're still the one I run to&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad we made it&lt;br /&gt;Look how far we've come my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109690249410677446?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109690249410677446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109690249410677446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109690249410677446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109690249410677446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/10/youre-still-one.html' title='You&apos;re Still The One'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-109690218877600161</id><published>2004-10-04T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:03:08.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From this moment on</title><content type='html'>(I do swear that I'll always be there. I'd give anything&lt;br /&gt;and everything and I will always care. Through weakness&lt;br /&gt;and strength, happiness and sorrow, for better, for worse,&lt;br /&gt;I will love you with every beat of my heart.)&lt;br /&gt;From this moment life has begun&lt;br /&gt;From this moment you are the one&lt;br /&gt;Right beside you is where I belong&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;From this moment I have been blessed&lt;br /&gt;I live only for your happiness&lt;br /&gt;And for your love I'd give my last breath&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;I give my hand to you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to live my life with you, can't wait to start&lt;br /&gt;You and I will never be apart&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I Iive&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;And you're the answer to my prayers from up above&lt;br /&gt;All we need is just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment&lt;br /&gt;I will love you as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109690218877600161?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109690218877600161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109690218877600161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109690218877600161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109690218877600161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/10/from-this-moment-on.html' title='From this moment on'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-109481116033905921</id><published>2004-09-10T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T03:12:40.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Song</title><content type='html'>My gift is my song&lt;br /&gt;And this one's for you&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell everybody&lt;br /&gt;That this is your song&lt;br /&gt;It maybe quite simple&lt;br /&gt;But now that it's done&lt;br /&gt;Hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;That I put down in words&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is now you're in the world&lt;br /&gt;Sat on the roof&lt;br /&gt;And I kicked off the moss&lt;br /&gt;Well some of the verses well&lt;br /&gt;They got me quite cross&lt;br /&gt;But the sun's been kind&lt;br /&gt;While I wrote this song&lt;br /&gt;It's for people like you that&lt;br /&gt;Keep it turned on&lt;br /&gt;So excuse me for forgetting&lt;br /&gt;But these things I do&lt;br /&gt;You see I've forgotten&lt;br /&gt;If they're green or they're blue&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the thing is what I really mean&lt;br /&gt;Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell everybody&lt;br /&gt;This is your songIt may be quite simple&lt;br /&gt;But now that it's done&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind that I put down in words&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is now you're in the world&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind that I put down in words&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is now you're in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109481116033905921?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109481116033905921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109481116033905921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109481116033905921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109481116033905921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/09/your-song.html' title='Your Song'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-109481088395788518</id><published>2004-09-10T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T03:08:03.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come what may</title><content type='html'>Never knew I could feel like this&lt;br /&gt;Like I’ve never seen the sky before&lt;br /&gt;Want to furnish inside your kiss&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I love you more and more&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing&lt;br /&gt;Telling me to give you everything&lt;br /&gt;Seasons may change, winter to spring&lt;br /&gt;But I love you, until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Come what may&lt;br /&gt;Come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my life doesn’t seem such a waste&lt;br /&gt;It all revolves around you&lt;br /&gt;And there’s no mountain too high, no river too wide&lt;br /&gt;Sing out this song and I’ll be there by your side&lt;br /&gt;Storm clouds may gather and stars may go by&lt;br /&gt;But I love you ( I love you), until the end (until the end) of time&lt;br /&gt;Come what may&lt;br /&gt;Come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;Oh come what may&lt;br /&gt;Come what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you (I will love you)&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;br /&gt;Come what mayCome what may&lt;br /&gt;I will love you until my dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109481088395788518?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109481088395788518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109481088395788518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109481088395788518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109481088395788518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/09/come-what-may.html' title='Come what may'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-109474789093267521</id><published>2004-09-09T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T07:59:40.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am who i am</title><content type='html'>Feels like you've built a wall around me&lt;br /&gt;You've tried your best to ground me&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain&lt;br /&gt;That I don't play by any other rules&lt;br /&gt;I won't be nobody's fool&lt;br /&gt;I won't lose this game&lt;br /&gt;There is no way&lt;br /&gt;I can love you with half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;(There’s no way)&lt;br /&gt;It would tear me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am&lt;br /&gt;What else could I be&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stand where I stand&lt;br /&gt;I chose to be me&lt;br /&gt;When you look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You get what you see&lt;br /&gt;Understand if you can&lt;br /&gt;That I am who I am, who I am, oh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think twice before you try to read me&lt;br /&gt;Before you try to lead me into your trap&lt;br /&gt;You've got no right to play with my emotion&lt;br /&gt;Cause you should know that I'm much deeper than that&lt;br /&gt;There is no way&lt;br /&gt;I can love you with half of my heart&lt;br /&gt;(There’s no way)&lt;br /&gt;It would tear me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am&lt;br /&gt;What else could I be&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stand where I stand&lt;br /&gt;I chose to be me&lt;br /&gt;When you look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You get what you see&lt;br /&gt;Understand if you can&lt;br /&gt;That I am who I am, who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh…no…yeah (don’t try, no way that you can try)&lt;br /&gt;(Think twice before you try to read me)&lt;br /&gt;(No right, won’t let you love, miss me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109474789093267521?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109474789093267521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109474789093267521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109474789093267521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109474789093267521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-am-who-i-am.html' title='I am who i am'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-109473886869660326</id><published>2004-09-09T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T07:07:48.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Out Side Alone</title><content type='html'>All my life I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;For you to bring a fairy tale my way&lt;br /&gt;Been living in a fantasy without meaning&lt;br /&gt;It's not okay I don't feel safe...&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel safe... Oh OH&lt;br /&gt;Left broken empty in despair&lt;br /&gt;Wanna breath can't find air&lt;br /&gt;Thought you were sent from up above&lt;br /&gt;But you and me never had love&lt;br /&gt;So much more I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Help me find a wayAnd I wonder if you know&lt;br /&gt;How it really feels&lt;br /&gt;To be left outside alone&lt;br /&gt;When it's cold out here&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe you should know&lt;br /&gt;Just how it feelsTo be left outside alone&lt;br /&gt;To be left outside alone&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;For you to bring a fairytale my way&lt;br /&gt;Been living in a fantasy without meaning&lt;br /&gt;It's not okay I don't feel safeI need to pray&lt;br /&gt;Why do you play me like a game?&lt;br /&gt;Always someone else to blame&lt;br /&gt;Careless, helpless little man&lt;br /&gt;Someday you might understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Anastacia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109473886869660326?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109473886869660326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109473886869660326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109473886869660326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109473886869660326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/09/left-out-side-alone.html' title='Left Out Side Alone'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-109414951250045399</id><published>2004-09-02T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T11:29:12.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A dádiva da amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;há algumas coisas às quais não damos a devida atenção. No entanto, ao reflectir um pouco, cheguei à conclusão de que uma das coisas mais preciosas do mundo é a amizade. E é por isso que me sinto tão feliz por ter-te como meu amigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Se as pessoas se respeitassem como nós nos respeitamos, se todas as pessoas tivessem o sentimento de devoção ao próximo que mantemos e alimentamos entre nós, o mundo seria maravilhoso!....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A amizade é uma dádiva. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Afinal , os verdadeiros amigos só nos trazem coisas boas, não nos exaurem e não nos fazem sofrer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109414951250045399?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109414951250045399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109414951250045399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109414951250045399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109414951250045399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/09/ddiva-da-amizade.html' title='A dádiva da amizade'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-109361725196622764</id><published>2004-08-27T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T07:34:11.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os 4 sentidos da vida...</title><content type='html'>A Vida tem 4 sentidos:&lt;br /&gt;- Amar;&lt;br /&gt;- Sofrer;&lt;br /&gt;- Lutar;&lt;br /&gt;- Vencer.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso:&lt;br /&gt;- Ama muito;&lt;br /&gt;- Sofre pouco;&lt;br /&gt;- Luta bastante;&lt;br /&gt;- Vence sempre;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca desanimes quando Deus fecha uma porta,abre sempre uma janela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109361725196622764?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109361725196622764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109361725196622764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109361725196622764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109361725196622764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/08/os-4-sentidos-da-vida.html' title='Os 4 sentidos da vida...'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871074.post-109284432278645576</id><published>2004-08-18T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T04:19:24.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade, Amor e Reencontro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pensamos que a nossa felicidade depende dos outros, pois não é verdade!&lt;br /&gt;Podemo-nos sentir bem ao lado dos nosso amigos ou de quem amamos.&lt;br /&gt;A nossa felicidade apenas depende de nós.&lt;br /&gt;Estar de bem com a vida significa isso mesmo estar bem connosco próprios, gostarmos e termos orgulho de sermos quem somos.&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes mesmo estando ao lado de quem gostamos podemos não estar bem.&lt;br /&gt;Sou feliz porque aprendi a amar, não aprendi sozinho, alguém muito especial me ensinou a fazê-lo. Nada é garantido por isso luto todos os dias por ser 1 pessoa melhor, pelos meus amigos pela minha carreira e independência e pelo meu grande amor a pessoa que me completa.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto muito feliz por a ter de volta a meu lado. Eu já era feliz quando pensava que a tinha perdido porque sabia que tinha tomado a atitude mais correcta.&lt;br /&gt;Quando se gosta de alguém por vezes temos de deixar a pessoa que amamos partir e deixá-la ser feliz já que não o é connosco e essa é a maior prova de amor que pode existir.&lt;br /&gt;Preservando a amizade sempre com uma atitude positiva acabei por conquistar algo que pensei ter perdido para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O MEU GRANDE AMOR."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Foi uma grande supresa para mim esta conquista uma vez que tinha deixado de acreditar que esta fosse possivel, nunca deixei de acreditar no amor.&lt;br /&gt;Amor esse que ainda está a desabrochar, mesmo já tendo dado frutos no passado, tem um futuro pela frente e um presente para crescer.&lt;br /&gt;Luto por ti todos os dias meu amor, luto porque voltei a acreditar em nós...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMO-TE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109284432278645576?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109284432278645576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109284432278645576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109284432278645576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109284432278645576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/08/felicidade-amor-e-reencontro.html' title='Felicidade, Amor e Reencontro.'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-109233825122952106</id><published>2004-08-12T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T12:17:31.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AnyWhere</title><content type='html'>Dear my love, haven't you wanted to be with me&lt;br /&gt;And dear my love, haven't you longed to be free&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep pretending that I don't even know you&lt;br /&gt;And at sweet night, you are my own&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're leaving here tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;They'd only hold us down&lt;br /&gt;So by the morning light&lt;br /&gt;We'll be half way to anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Where love is more than just your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dreamt of a place for you and I&lt;br /&gt;No one knows who we are there&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to give my life only to you&lt;br /&gt;I've dreamt so long I cannot dream anymore&lt;br /&gt;Let's run away, I'll take you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're leaving here tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;They'd only hold us down&lt;br /&gt;So by the mornings light&lt;br /&gt;We'll be half way to anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Where no one needs a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget this life Come with me&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back you're safe now&lt;br /&gt;Unlock your heart&lt;br /&gt;Drop your guard&lt;br /&gt;No one's left to stop you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget this life Come with me&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back you're safe now&lt;br /&gt;Unlock your heart&lt;br /&gt;Drop your guard&lt;br /&gt;No one's left to stop you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're leaving here tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;They'd only hold us down&lt;br /&gt;So by the morning light&lt;br /&gt;We'll be half way to anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Envanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109233825122952106?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109233825122952106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109233825122952106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109233825122952106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109233825122952106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/08/anywhere.html' title='AnyWhere'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</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-7871074.post-109208274791077186</id><published>2004-08-10T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T13:19:07.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lutar e Acreditar!!!</title><content type='html'>A Vida é composta por objectivos que consciente e/ou inconscientemente nos propomos a traçar e a atingir.&lt;br /&gt;Lutar e Acreditar são uns desses objectivos.&lt;br /&gt;Lutar por aquilo que acreditamos é ainda melhor, mais gratificante e com mais recompensas.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso amigo nunca deixes de acreditar e luta sempre por quem ou aquilo que acredites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109208274791077186?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109208274791077186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871074&amp;postID=109208274791077186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109208274791077186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871074/posts/default/109208274791077186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/2004/08/lutar-e-acreditar.html' title='Lutar e Acreditar!!!'/><author><name>Be_pratical</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07245617104786455523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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amigos nem para um simples olá...&lt;br /&gt;Compartindo seus mais íntimos sentimentos você recebe risadas de volta...&lt;br /&gt;Todos estão muito ocupados quando você precisa tanto levantar o astral...&lt;br /&gt;O único que se preocupa com você é você mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;Cada um de nós tem um papel muito importante no espetáculo da vida!&lt;br /&gt;Cada um de nós tem um dever importante com a humanidade:&lt;br /&gt;DIZER A SEUS AMIGOS QUE OS AMA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Se não se preocupa com seus amigos, não será castigado...&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente será esquecido, ignorado...&lt;br /&gt;Assim como faz com os outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871074-109187957876517442?l=be_pratical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://be_pratical.blogspot.com/feeds/109187957876517442/comments/default' title='Post 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