<?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-3916981701403414204</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:54:26.562-08:00</updated><category term='animais'/><category term='desafio'/><category term='familia'/><category term='musica'/><category term='acontecimentos'/><category term='comedia'/><category term='diversao'/><category term='amigos'/><category term='interesses'/><category term='stress'/><category term='faculdade'/><category term='a adolescencia'/><category term='compras'/><category term='lool'/><category term='metereologia'/><category term='reflexao'/><category term='eu'/><title type='text'>BARBARIDADES PSICOLÓGICAS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>397</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7227320089583030735</id><published>2011-02-21T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T18:18:54.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pois..</title><content type='html'>E começo bem...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A descarregar. Mas é impossível não o fazer quando assisto a cenas completamente inadequadas no meu ponto de vista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ideia era delinear. Delinear uma estratégia. Mas não. Tinham que existir dissabores para estragar a "reunião".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não tolero atitudes destas. As misturas sistemáticas de algo que não parece nada verdadeiro. Odeio! Irrita-me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Impossível de ser gerido (por mim)! Lamento!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou chateada. Muito chateada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou embora! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-7227320089583030735?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7227320089583030735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7227320089583030735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7227320089583030735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7227320089583030735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2011/02/pois.html' title='pois..'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6397613828840700305</id><published>2011-02-21T17:29:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:29:38.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>A mediocridade das pessoas....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mete-me NOJO!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-6397613828840700305?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7278373840778130363</id><published>2011-02-21T17:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:28:16.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pffff</title><content type='html'>Mas há alguma coisa pior no mundo do que o cinismo?!!?!?!?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pffff.... tiram-me do serio pessoas que dominam este adjectivo!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irrita-me P-R-O-F-U-N-D-A-M-E-N-T-E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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' 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title='pffff'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-9191879566723390601</id><published>2011-02-20T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T17:12:29.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>Voltou  a dar-me vontade de partilhar com vocês algumas coisinhas...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O ritmo de trabalho e o pouco tempo livre, fez com que aos poucos me fosses "desleixando" do meu blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois! Não é que o ritmo tenha diminuído, mas deu vontade de vir "falar" com vocês outra vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assim, vou esforçar-me para vir aqui mais regularmente ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Novas ideias, novas partilhas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;************&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/3916981701403414204-9191879566723390601?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/9191879566723390601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=9191879566723390601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/9191879566723390601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/9191879566723390601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2011/02/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-8975001094944466098</id><published>2010-03-02T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T03:19:31.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whish List</title><content type='html'>Por nenhum motivo especifico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por puro materialismo (o 1º mais do que o 2º) e algum jeitinho que me dava...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria taaaanto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443982247159194786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/S4zpAqV05KI/AAAAAAAAAeg/E7Dg_5XGJOU/s400/Hot-Deal-Vodafone-541-Pink-Now-Only-40-Pounds-At-Vodafone-1258215121.png" /&gt;Vodafone 541 = +-60€&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(porque eu nao sou uma gaijinha assim tao exigente)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443987799641161266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/S4zuD28r_jI/AAAAAAAAAeo/OVHoU9659xw/s400/asus-eee-pink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ASUS EEE PC = (- de) 300€&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(porque o meu PC berrou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-8975001094944466098?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8975001094944466098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=8975001094944466098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8975001094944466098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8975001094944466098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/whish-list.html' title='Whish List'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/S4zpAqV05KI/AAAAAAAAAeg/E7Dg_5XGJOU/s72-c/Hot-Deal-Vodafone-541-Pink-Now-Only-40-Pounds-At-Vodafone-1258215121.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1628075392900344745</id><published>2010-02-01T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T04:31:31.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woooooooooooow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Did It Again....&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/3916981701403414204-1628075392900344745?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1628075392900344745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1628075392900344745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1628075392900344745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1628075392900344745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/woooooooooooow.html' title='woooooooooooow'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-3863556440307715935</id><published>2010-01-05T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T03:11:06.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AVATAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/S0Md9uXaxNI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_ev_95KOEFw/s1600-h/avatar_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423211322539689170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 566px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/S0Md9uXaxNI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_ev_95KOEFw/s400/avatar_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Está LIIIIIIINDO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O filme esta mesmo fantastico!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423211505662952242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/S0MeIYjaAzI/AAAAAAAAAeY/2zcvOlrw83c/s400/avatar_waterfall_james-cameron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é para fazer BIIIIIIIIIIIIISSS !! hehe =D&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/3916981701403414204-3863556440307715935?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3863556440307715935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=3863556440307715935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3863556440307715935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3863556440307715935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/avatar.html' title='AVATAR'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/S0Md9uXaxNI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_ev_95KOEFw/s72-c/avatar_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5273433073388112095</id><published>2009-12-22T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:02:02.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olha Ele...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWv72L4wgCc&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOM NATAL PARA TODOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5273433073388112095?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5273433073388112095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5273433073388112095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5273433073388112095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5273433073388112095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/12/olha-ele.html' title='Olha Ele...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7392406021072289130</id><published>2009-12-22T10:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:40:40.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Propostas...</title><content type='html'>So me aparecem propostas que eu nao quero aceitar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sera que a minha vida nao vai avançar para o rumo que eu quero seguir?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-7392406021072289130?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7392406021072289130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7392406021072289130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7392406021072289130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7392406021072289130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/12/propostas.html' title='Propostas...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-3264421293916008197</id><published>2009-12-22T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:39:57.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro Actividade</title><content type='html'>Porque as vezes nao é preciso sabermos muito acerca do trabalho que temos que fazer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta nao termos medo de trabalhar... Vontade de aprender... E disponibilidade para... Assim, conseguimos ser melhores que o melhor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas infelizmente existe muita gente que prefere nao ter ajuda (sabe-se la porque) a ter ajudantes pro-activos, disponiveis e acessiveis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai-se la saber porque é que esta gente toma este tipo de atitudes e decisoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei o que sou... Eu sei o que valho... E o resto é caca!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao sou vingativa (nao mesmo!!!), mas ainda vais precisar que eu te ajude, e eu, infelizmente, nao vou ter disponibilidade para isso... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Atitude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Educaçao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Inteligencia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Assertividade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Altruismo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Empatia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sao valores muito importantes na vida... E se nao os aprendemos a bem, ha-de haver um dia em que vamos que os ter que aprender (nem que seja) a mal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-3264421293916008197?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3264421293916008197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=3264421293916008197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3264421293916008197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3264421293916008197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/12/pro-actividade.html' title='Pro Actividade'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-4436420129678976513</id><published>2009-12-21T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T03:17:20.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ontem</title><content type='html'>mais uma grande noite!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let's do it again???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;é que ha uma coisinha ou outra que eu nao percebi... E era na onda de tirar uma ou outra duvidazinha ;) hehe =P&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/3916981701403414204-4436420129678976513?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4436420129678976513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=4436420129678976513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4436420129678976513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4436420129678976513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/12/ontem.html' title='Ontem'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5784658067177028998</id><published>2009-12-01T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:22:24.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...um aparte... ou serao tres?!</title><content type='html'>Diga-se de passagem que todas as 3 fotos publicadas antes deste post têm um contexto espectacular e historias inacreditaveis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loooooooooooooooooooooooool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So voces me compreendem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5784658067177028998?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5784658067177028998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5784658067177028998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5784658067177028998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5784658067177028998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/12/um-aparte-ou-serao-tres.html' title='...um aparte... ou serao tres?!'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-8838887768342674104</id><published>2009-12-01T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:19:53.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E Tu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SxVP189eMgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/84XCdYezUGU/s1600/DSCN1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410318315671138818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SxVP189eMgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/84XCdYezUGU/s400/DSCN1808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; LUV U TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(foto um pouco desapropriada, mas nao tenho nenhuma foto contigo que nao seja neste tipo de contexto, por mais incrivel que possa parecer...)&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/3916981701403414204-8838887768342674104?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8838887768342674104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=8838887768342674104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8838887768342674104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8838887768342674104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-tu.html' title='E Tu...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SxVP189eMgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/84XCdYezUGU/s72-c/DSCN1808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5463856071890998234</id><published>2009-12-01T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:06:32.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E tu tambem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SxVM7qyxBSI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Sp-tybuZV2g/s1600/SANY0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410315115338728738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SxVM7qyxBSI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Sp-tybuZV2g/s400/SANY0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOV U TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5463856071890998234?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5463856071890998234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5463856071890998234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5463856071890998234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5463856071890998234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-tu-tambem.html' title='E tu tambem...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SxVM7qyxBSI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Sp-tybuZV2g/s72-c/SANY0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-53057754685799698</id><published>2009-11-30T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:38:54.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ja merecias ser recordada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SxQDCyneTUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/bT01SYE-HPw/s1600/beta+e+eu+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409952398860766530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SxQDCyneTUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/bT01SYE-HPw/s400/beta+e+eu+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOV U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3916981701403414204-53057754685799698?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/53057754685799698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=53057754685799698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/53057754685799698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/53057754685799698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/11/ja-merecias-ser-recordada.html' title='Ja merecias ser recordada...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SxQDCyneTUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/bT01SYE-HPw/s72-c/beta+e+eu+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-3914881543323551195</id><published>2009-11-30T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:29:23.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Target ---&gt; 10.000</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As coisas nao andam nada fantasticas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E a tua situaçao, piora em muito, todo o processo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É importante para mim que estejas bem, por isso, custa-me muito mais do que possas imaginar, ver-te nesta situaçao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tenho-me esforçado, e cada vez mais, em conseguir ajudar-te naquilo que posso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Infelizmente tambem nao tenho poderes magicos para que com um estalar de dedos consiga resolver toda a situaçao. Antes tivesse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aquela informaçao de ha dois dias para ca conseguiu tirar-me, radicalmente, o sono. Conseguiu, inevitavelmente, fechar-me, ainda mais, a cara... Tu nem deves imaginar como me estou a sentir agora... Doi demais!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vou ter, obrigatoriamente, que conseguir arranjar outras coisas para fazer, mais actividades que pelo menos consigam ajudar nos precalços diarios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao sou ma pessoa. Nao sou irresponsavel nem inconsciente (como tu achas que eu sou)!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estabeleço as minhas prioridades da forma possivel no momento, porque infelizmente ainda nao consigo programar nada na minha vida. Infelizmente toda e qualquer decisao que eu quiser tomar agora vai estar, obrigatoriamente, dependente da situaçao que neste momento rege as nossas vidas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu sei que este esforço tem objectivos serios. E por isso nao me importo de ter que me esforçar... Porque tambem es uma prioridade para mim (independentemente que nao o sintas, es).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao vao ser uns meses nada faceis...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E eu tambem nao tenho medo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So nao suporto a ideia de saber que estas mal (e num (muito mas mesmo muito) mau emprego tambem).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E eu vou conseguir... Eu sei que sim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;EU VOU CONSEGUIR CHEGAR AOS 10.000 !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-3914881543323551195?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3914881543323551195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=3914881543323551195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3914881543323551195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3914881543323551195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/11/target-10000.html' title='Target ---&gt; 10.000'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6323380746920276924</id><published>2009-11-15T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T04:20:15.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Eu Amo Voce"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xnyNaa3ra4Q&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-6323380746920276924?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6323380746920276924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6323380746920276924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6323380746920276924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6323380746920276924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-amo-voce.html' title='&quot;Eu Amo Voce&quot;'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6944218377611535540</id><published>2009-11-15T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T04:18:02.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop ups</title><content type='html'>- Tu es pouco egoista nao es? (so porque ha situaçoes em que é suposto ser-se egoista) Disseste para "rodar" e agora "amochaste"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nao era suposto ter amochado, pois nao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pois... e porque é que isso aconteceu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pah nao sei....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui esta uma oportunidade perdida!!!&lt;br /&gt;O pior é que ha quem faça isto sistematicamente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Open Your Eyes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't Fuck Your Life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;'Cause Life Is Too Short To Be Fucked...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-6944218377611535540?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6944218377611535540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6944218377611535540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6944218377611535540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6944218377611535540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/11/pop-ups.html' title='Pop ups'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5850784235305632795</id><published>2009-11-15T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T04:07:19.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Rock</title><content type='html'>Ou &lt;em&gt;vamos rockar&lt;/em&gt; como dizer um amigo meu! (entenda-se que "rockar" tem uma definiçao bastante particular, que a vezes nem eu a consigo enquadrar com a realidade... So esse meu amigo é que a percebe. Eu esforço-me mas as vezes nao consigo enquadrar/perceber/whaterver o conceito de "rockar" dele..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas este é um dos lemas que eu coloquei como prioritario na minha vida desde ha uns meses para ca, nao descurando, obviamente toda a responsabilidade que tenho implicita na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho. Outro trabalho. Curso. E o mestrado. Sao todos prioritarios e a ideia foi conseguir inserir o "rockar" no meio desta minha vida &lt;em&gt;non stop&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviamente que isto implica menos horas de sono e algumas directas. Mas as experiencias que se têm enquanto se "rocka" (ou seja o que for) valem a pena o esforço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas infelizmente ha quem nao perceba isso. Ha quem se incomode com a minha vida de ha uns meses para ca. O que é que se ha-de dizer a este tipo de pessoas (sim, porque se têm mesmo que justificar, porque eu na qero que as pessoas caiam na ignorancia)? É que elas nao percebem que se pode "rockar" e ser responsavel ao mesmo tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's Rock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life sucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5850784235305632795?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5850784235305632795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5850784235305632795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5850784235305632795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5850784235305632795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-rock.html' title='Let&apos;s Rock'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1165607291299448843</id><published>2009-11-08T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:25:58.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Info News</title><content type='html'>Pois é... E têm acontecido coisas fantasticas e outras um bocadinho menos fantasticas. O objectivo é sempre a aprendizagem (quero eu acreditar). Choros. Risos. Stresses. Alegrias. E confusoes. Asneiras. E arrependimentos. No fundo, crescimento pessoal... La está...&lt;br /&gt;A-P-R-E-N-D-I-Z-A-G-E-M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é isto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1165607291299448843?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1165607291299448843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1165607291299448843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1165607291299448843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1165607291299448843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/11/short-info-news.html' title='Short Info News'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1046158410499388996</id><published>2009-10-06T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T04:20:39.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3...2...1... GOOOO....</title><content type='html'>Existe numa percentagem alargada de pessoas a incapacidade de se conseguir falar em certos assuntos num momento determinado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falta de contexto. Falta de coragem. Falta de racionalizaçao acerca do assunto. Falta de... Chamem-lhe o que quiserem. A verdade é que existem "entraves", barreiras que as proprias pessoas colocam, nao por vontade de nao resolverem a situaçao, mas por outra ciosa qualquer que eu nao sei nomear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pior é que quem coloca todos esses entraves sao as proprias pessoas. Elas é que inventam mil e uma desculpas para nao resolverem a situaçao X, preponderante para a continuaçao do trajecto delas enquanto pessoas saudaveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como é que isto se resolve?&lt;br /&gt;Racionalizar mais acerca do assunto é importante? Claro que é... É importante ir-se com as ideias concretas e bem estabelecidas acerca daquele assunto que se quer resolver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas... Como é que se ganha coragem para "dar o 1º passo"?&lt;br /&gt;Ai esta a questao. Existe contexto para se falar e nao se consegue. Porque? Porque se é otario?! Nao... Ou melhor, talvez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Psicologia isso seria explicado atraves de uma qualquer teoria toda XPTO, desenvolvida por um qualquer "maluquinho" que fez experiencias com ratinhos, talvez... Naaaaa... Na realidade isto explica-se, custe o que custar, por uma clara baixa auto-estima e falta de confiança em si proprio!!! Dai faltar a coragem para se conseguir resolver esses pontos importantissimos que nao deixam algumas pessoas andar para a frente no caminho delas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É triste, mas isso acontece muito mais frequentemente do que aquilo que podemos imaginar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1046158410499388996?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1046158410499388996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1046158410499388996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1046158410499388996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1046158410499388996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/10/321-goooo.html' title='3...2...1... GOOOO....'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-4571861193602361337</id><published>2009-10-04T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:13:58.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Na relidade é isto tudo...</title><content type='html'>Excitação inicial com certa sensação de euforia seguida de relaxamento com problemas de coordenação intelectual e sonolência;&lt;br /&gt;Hilaridade (riso fácil)&lt;br /&gt;Loquacidade e aumento da sociabilidade&lt;br /&gt;Alteração do ritmo cardíaco e da pressão arterial&lt;br /&gt;Alterações da memória e na aprendizagem&lt;br /&gt;Dificuldade em realizar processos mentais complexos&lt;br /&gt;Dificuldade de concentração&lt;br /&gt;Alteração da atenção e alerta&lt;br /&gt;Alteração da noção do tempo&lt;br /&gt;Distorção da percepção sensorial&lt;br /&gt;Ocasionalmente ansiedade, abatimento ou retraimento&lt;br /&gt;Lentidão de movimentos e problemas de coordenação&lt;br /&gt;Aumento do aptite com predisposição para o consumo de doces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;... nao é?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-4571861193602361337?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4571861193602361337/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=4571861193602361337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4571861193602361337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4571861193602361337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/10/na-relidade-e-isto-tudo.html' title='Na relidade é isto tudo...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1096620287278302609</id><published>2009-10-04T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:59:56.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nao Me Arrependo Do Que Faço...</title><content type='html'>... Nunca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É inevitavel aperceber-me de que as vezes faço asneiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tambem é inevitavel nao aprender alguma coisa com estas situaçoes.&lt;br /&gt;É para isso que certas situaçoes desagradaveis acontecem na nossa vida.&lt;br /&gt;É para obviamente aprendermos algo com elas, e se possivel nao as voltar a repetir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1096620287278302609?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1096620287278302609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1096620287278302609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1096620287278302609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1096620287278302609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/10/nao-me-arrependo-do-que-faco.html' title='Nao Me Arrependo Do Que Faço...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1447368602935348018</id><published>2009-09-03T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:01:33.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cimena</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;.. à ultima sessao... de mais um fantastico filme :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377163582596624338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/Sp-FyffWr9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/lS6M0k_gRsE/s400/sacanas_sem_lei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1447368602935348018?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1447368602935348018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1447368602935348018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1447368602935348018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1447368602935348018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/09/cimena.html' title='Cimena'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/Sp-FyffWr9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/lS6M0k_gRsE/s72-c/sacanas_sem_lei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6746897149854905853</id><published>2009-08-31T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T04:30:32.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brutalissimo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" width="446" height="326" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/JillBolteTaylor_2008-embed_high.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JillBolteTaylor-2008.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=229"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(e agora esta tudo de boca aberta certo?)&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/3916981701403414204-6746897149854905853?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6746897149854905853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6746897149854905853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6746897149854905853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6746897149854905853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/brutalissimo.html' title='Brutalissimo'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-4976375131685037328</id><published>2009-08-29T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T05:36:33.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artic Monkeys @ Porto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SpkgmTBjXnI/AAAAAAAAAdo/SyR-552P35A/s1600-h/am.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375363472557301362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SpkgmTBjXnI/AAAAAAAAAdo/SyR-552P35A/s400/am.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A 2 de Fevereiro de 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou ter que conseguir ir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/3916981701403414204-4976375131685037328?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4976375131685037328/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=4976375131685037328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4976375131685037328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4976375131685037328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/artic-monkeys-porto.html' title='Artic Monkeys @ Porto'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SpkgmTBjXnI/AAAAAAAAAdo/SyR-552P35A/s72-c/am.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6837015165068857428</id><published>2009-08-27T01:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:20:29.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ObRiGaDa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi bom. Muito bom. Foste fantastico. Mas acabou. E ainda bem =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era um habito ao qual eu vou, agora, ter que deixar de me habituar. É uma nova rotina que eu vou ter que voltar a criar. Mas faço-o com a maior disposiçao possivel. E reforço, foi bom. Muito bom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aprendi muito. Cresci (claro que sim!!!). E é para isto que esta situaçoes servem nao é? Ha que saber tirar a parte "boa da coisa" e eu sou inteligente o suficiencte para o fazer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Conheci sitios novos. Pessoas novas. Formas de viver e pensar. Contextos aos quais eu nao estava mesmo habituada, mas que amei conhecer. Pessoas inteligentissimas. Formas de viver formidaveis. Cultura. Crescimento. E educaçao. Foi brutal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A partir de agora vou ter que saber levar as coisas por mim. Sem a tua ajuda. Ensinaste-me na teoria como se bate as asas, agora é a altura de eu por em pratica a teoria... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Eu nao sei bem se esta analogia é a melhor para definir estas situaçoes, mas foi aquela que me veio primeiro à cabeça e que me pareceu (nao perfeita, mas) razoavel.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Estou feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Foi muito bom enquanto durou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E a unica parte chata é aquela, em que quando nos acaba qualquer coisa que nos gostamos, sentimos sempre um apertozinho no coraçao, que, 2 ou 3 dias depois, passa. E depois rimo-nos sobre as situaçoes e recordamos com saudade tudo o que se passou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Obrigada por tudo o que foste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosto muito muito de ti ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;promise me, you'll be happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3916981701403414204-6837015165068857428?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6837015165068857428/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6837015165068857428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6837015165068857428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6837015165068857428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-agora_27.html' title='ObRiGaDa'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6672436810056936838</id><published>2009-08-27T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:34:44.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Nao sei. Nao percebo. Os meus acordares sempre foram torbulentos, agitados e mal humurados e de ha uns tempos para ca, tenho acordado bem dispostinha demais. Até hoje, acordei bem dispostinha demais. A cabeça do ser humano é mesmo uma coisa fantastica para se tentar perceber. E a minha nao fica nada atras ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuaçao de resto de bom-dia! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-6672436810056936838?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6672436810056936838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6672436810056936838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6672436810056936838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6672436810056936838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5250265231329316354</id><published>2009-08-27T01:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:32:23.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acordei ao som de:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is me with another nervous breakdown&lt;br /&gt;My pressure dropped, this body went with it&lt;br /&gt;Memory fails, I'm feeling claustrophobic&lt;br /&gt;I scream my silent pain in this big plain&lt;br /&gt;There's no one here&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who is there now&lt;br /&gt;Who is there with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking no calls unless it's her voice&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing no one unless it's her&lt;br /&gt;I open the mailbox every hour&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll hit the postman&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear some love words&lt;br /&gt;But not it that dyslexic voice&lt;br /&gt;No I won't tear apart for you&lt;br /&gt;But I was given no choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was trying to keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;But once I was dead there was nothing to do beside&lt;br /&gt;Picking me up and lying me down&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for some angel&lt;br /&gt;To wake me and say to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me, is this a dream?&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe it?&lt;br /&gt;Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too good for you, am I just paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Should I clinical ou should I speak louder?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should close my eyes for years&lt;br /&gt;And wait for the strongest feeling&lt;br /&gt;Out of all of the feelings&lt;br /&gt;to raise&lt;br /&gt;from&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was trying to keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;But once I was dead there was nothing to do beside&lt;br /&gt;Picking me up and lying me down&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for some angel&lt;br /&gt;To wake me and say to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me, is this a dream?&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe it?&lt;br /&gt;Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I real? Are you real? Is this real? What's real?&lt;br /&gt;Am I real? Are you real? Is this real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what's real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel Song - Silence Four&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5250265231329316354?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5250265231329316354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5250265231329316354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5250265231329316354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5250265231329316354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/acordei-ao-som-de.html' title='Acordei ao som de:'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-888305573605456262</id><published>2009-08-14T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T13:34:08.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>É qualquer coisa de brutal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5021286929333419433</id><published>2009-08-14T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T13:31:07.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;GOSTO DE TI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5021286929333419433?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5021286929333419433/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5021286929333419433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5021286929333419433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5021286929333419433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/gosto-de-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5236777970814713215</id><published>2009-08-14T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T13:29:59.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Relief's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estou neste momento, apesar do stress, a passar por uma das melhores fases da minha vida a nivel pessoal. O crescimento. A (pseudo) independencia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mamae esta a trabalhar fora e isso implica que de ha (quase) tres meses para ca eu esteja a morar sozinha (com os meus 6 caes, que por acaso dao um trabalhao gigante). É bom. É muito bom. E stressante tambem. Mas, neste momento eu so consigo ver os aspectos positivos das coisas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cresci imenso nestes tres meses. Aprendi a viver sozinha. A ter que me organizar sozinha e a ter que fazer tudo (aquilo que fazia e mais aquilo que mamae ajudava). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao paro, é verdade. Mas tambem quem é que disse que eu gosto de estar parada? Eu gosto de viver em stress, entanda-se, o stress saudavel, aquele que nos ajuda a crescer. Aquele me nos impoe regras saudaveis. Aquele em que se chega ao final da semana e se faz a retrospectiva semanal e se se apercebe que, apesar de tudo, a semana correu lindamente, que os objectivos foram quase todos concretizados... Estou a começar é certo, ainda foram so 3 meses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É cansativo. Claro que é. O meu dia começa (supostamente) as 9h e termina la para as 2 ou 3 da manha... Mas é bom. É tao bom ser-se adulto e responsavel. É tao bom dizer-se para si proprio "consegui sozinha". Isto tudo compensa todo o cansaço semanal, os stresses, as chatices, as correrias e o transito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E depois disto ha o fim de semana. A parte em que se coloca tudo no zero porque se aproxima uma nova semana. O organizar. O esvaziar a cabeça. O reflectir na semana que passou. E o planear a nova semana. É bom. Muito bom e eu gosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gosto, porque me faz crescer. Gosto de sentir a evoluçao dentro de mim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O ir-morar-sozinha ja ha muito que estava nos meus planos. Com esta saida (temporaria) dji mamae consegui experienciar aquilo a que chamam cuidar-da-casa-sozinha. Nao é que eu ja nao o fizesse, claro que fazia. Mas havia sempre uma ou outra coisa que ja aparecia feita. Agora nao. Agora sou tudo eu (tudo eu). E eu gosto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao é que eu goste de lavar loiça todos os dias ou estender roupa de dois em dois dias. Claro que nao. Mas é tao bom apercebermo-nos que conseguimos. Que com esforço vamos la. Que afinal estamos aptos para sair de casa dos papais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Habituei-me rapido à mudança la em casa. E cada vez mais, a ideia de sair de casa e viver sozinha, se aproxima. É tao bom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;É mesmo muito bom!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5236777970814713215?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5236777970814713215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5236777970814713215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5236777970814713215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5236777970814713215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/reliefs.html' title='...Relief&apos;s...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-4834896447650452401</id><published>2009-08-10T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T04:27:27.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas e Afins...</title><content type='html'>Ha coincidencias fantasticas nao ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao é que eles conseguem ter o mesmo nome?&lt;br /&gt;Impressionante.&lt;br /&gt;E nao é que tudo aconteceu com 1 dia, sim, 1 dia, de diferença?&lt;br /&gt;Demais.&lt;br /&gt;E nao é que nos somos as melhores amigas?&lt;br /&gt;Brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha coincidencias fantasticas nao ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;para recordar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-4834896447650452401?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4834896447650452401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=4834896447650452401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4834896447650452401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4834896447650452401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/coisas-e-afins.html' title='Coisas e Afins...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6524232435626120722</id><published>2009-07-21T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:53:36.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltei Voltei...</title><content type='html'>A verdade é que eu nunca sai daqui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho andado, para variar, num rodopio de trabalho, numa excessiva falta de tempo livre, e sob alguma pressao um tanto ao quanto desagradavel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palno para ferias? nao ha! E pelo andamento que isto tem tido, nao vai haver....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem, havido sempre, e ainda bem, tempo para o divertimento de sabado à noite que a cada semana que passa se tem revelado qualquer coisa de brutal... Eles sao festas "hard core" ou mais "softzinhas" mas sempre festas muito boas. Bebedeiras tambem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem sido tambem meses de conhecer novas pessoas. Experimentar novas vicencias. Confundir algumas cabeças e deixar algumas saudades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometo que vou tentar vir actuaizar o meu blogue com mais frequencia ate porque ontem descobri uma coisa muito importante. Eu afinal tenho "fãs". Eu descobri que ha alguem que vem regularmente ao meu blogue... E isso é muito bom de saber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até à proxima ("umbrevemente")!!!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-6524232435626120722?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6524232435626120722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6524232435626120722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6524232435626120722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6524232435626120722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/07/voltei-voltei.html' title='Voltei Voltei...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7798399688099598768</id><published>2009-05-16T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:27:10.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vou ser madrinha...</title><content type='html'>... e alguem me pode explicar, por favor, o que é que é suposto uma madrinha fazer ou dizer?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-7798399688099598768?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7798399688099598768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7798399688099598768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7798399688099598768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7798399688099598768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/05/vou-ser-madrinha.html' title='Vou ser madrinha...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7995173279450883801</id><published>2009-05-11T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:55:39.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas que acontecem e que nao tem explicaçao.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha coisas que acontecem e que nao têm explicaçao, principalmente quando vindas de alguem tao inteligente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha coisas que nao deviam acontecer e dialogos que nao deviam existir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha atitudes que nao sao compreensivas e comportamentos nao aceitaveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha palavras nao ditas que nem deviam ser pensadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha pensamentos nao pensados que nem deviam ser ditos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha mau humores mal contextualizados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E ha silencios sem explicaçao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha situaçoes que nao se deviam repetir, so porque ja nao ha necessidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha atitudes que deviam ser compreensivas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha a idade certa para se fazerem certas coisas e a ainda mais idade para as compreender e aceitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao ha necessidade de certas reacçoes, nem atitudes, nem silencios, nem chatices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha coisas que acontecem e que nao têm explicaçao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Porque é que tu tens que ser assim?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;... MUDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; que quando a gente MUDA o mundo MUDA com a gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a gente muda o mundo com a MUDANÇA da mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;e quando a mente MUDA a gente anda pra frente ...&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/3916981701403414204-7995173279450883801?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7995173279450883801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7995173279450883801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7995173279450883801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7995173279450883801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/05/coisas-que-acontecem-e-que-nao-tem.html' title='Coisas que acontecem e que nao tem explicaçao.'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7522629229282973696</id><published>2009-05-11T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:44:06.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E ja acabou...</title><content type='html'>... e apesar de ter sido muito "à frente" nao teve a mesma piada do que nos anos de faculdade. Ja passou a queima 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-7522629229282973696?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7522629229282973696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7522629229282973696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7522629229282973696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7522629229282973696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-ja-acabou.html' title='E ja acabou...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-40341410127846714</id><published>2009-04-21T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:46:06.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Group Hug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/Se5aMsGtqLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/puto3iRo3kY/s1600-h/Hug+Today.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327294583270123698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/Se5aMsGtqLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/puto3iRo3kY/s400/Hug+Today.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-40341410127846714?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/40341410127846714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=40341410127846714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/40341410127846714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/40341410127846714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/04/group-hug.html' title='Group Hug'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/Se5aMsGtqLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/puto3iRo3kY/s72-c/Hug+Today.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1093711609377715252</id><published>2009-03-28T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:58:32.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falta-me um danoninho</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Independence Level: High&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howindependentareyouquiz/high.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are extremely self reliant and autonomous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely into doing your own thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also wouldn't turn down help if you needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You follow your own path, but you don't do so blindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howindependentareyouquiz/"&gt;How Independent Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1093711609377715252?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1093711609377715252/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1093711609377715252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1093711609377715252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1093711609377715252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/falta-me-um-danoninho.html' title='Falta-me um danoninho'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-8722564882111009937</id><published>2009-03-28T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:55:18.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Personagem principal"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are The Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatinternalorganareyouquiz/heart.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very industrious. Working hard makes you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are powerful and strong. Some people may think you're fragile, but you're not in the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are steady and reliable. You keep going no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you do tend to react to situations. Stress makes you speed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatinternalorganareyouquiz/"&gt;What Internal Organ Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-8722564882111009937?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8722564882111009937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=8722564882111009937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8722564882111009937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8722564882111009937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/personagem-principal.html' title='&quot;Personagem principal&quot;'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6432428854528677802</id><published>2009-03-28T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:51:44.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The color of my psyche</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Psyche is Yellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/yellow.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy - both physical and mental endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are rational and logical, and you can help almost anyone think clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and bright, you also have a secret side that's a little darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are too yellow: You will do anything to get your way, and no one will be the wiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you don't have enough yellow: you lack confidence, drive, and humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Psyche?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-6432428854528677802?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6432428854528677802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6432428854528677802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6432428854528677802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6432428854528677802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/color-of-my-psyche.html' title='The color of my psyche'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7673696907756551489</id><published>2009-03-27T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:47:41.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiiiiiii.... Contado ninguem acredita!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AQoFMnxA7w4&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=" width="445" height="364" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-7673696907756551489?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7673696907756551489/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7673696907756551489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7673696907756551489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7673696907756551489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/aiiiiiii-contado-ninguem-acredita.html' title='Aiiiiiii.... Contado ninguem acredita!'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-8115425459549253819</id><published>2009-03-27T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:28:02.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>É (quase) espectaculaaaaaarrrrr!!!</title><content type='html'>E quando alguem sabe 'tudo de tudo sobre tudo'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;É espectaculaaaaarrrr!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E quando ha pessoas que acham que sabem ' tudo sobre tudo'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;É espectaculaaaaarrrr!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E quando ha pessoas que julgam ser inteligentes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É espectaculaaaaarrrr!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-8115425459549253819?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8115425459549253819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=8115425459549253819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando é que uma pessoa sabe o limite do falar e do nao falar?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu as vezes falo demais com medo de nao ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;Outras, ajudava mais se tivesse caladinha... :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-3650658146471257953?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3650658146471257953/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=3650658146471257953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3650658146471257953'/><link rel='self' 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viagem =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/38AdYk9SFao&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="295" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nos vamos partir aquilo tudo =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nos aguardem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-8129960640494755737?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8129960640494755737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=8129960640494755737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... de casado!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É muito tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sao os meus avos! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parabens** para os miudos de cabelo branco que moram no meu coraçao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*ontem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**atrasados&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/3916981701403414204-7198196554788381275?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7198196554788381275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7198196554788381275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7198196554788381275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7198196554788381275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/60-anos.html' title='60 anos...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-780146316023434911</id><published>2009-03-20T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:13:56.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu compreendo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que deprimir tambem faz parte!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insisti so porque es importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se fui invasiva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-780146316023434911?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/780146316023434911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=780146316023434911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/780146316023434911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/780146316023434911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-compreendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-3077497731134685417</id><published>2009-03-20T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:07:46.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu es + importante....</title><content type='html'>Toda a gente sabe que ha dias melhores que outros. Que ha dias em que nao nos apetece falar com ninguem e que se insitem apanham por tabela com um mau humor do tamanho do mundo acompanhado de respostas (ou aunsencia delas) nao tao apeteciveis de ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tambem tenho desses dias... Sim... e ja 'maltratei' pessoas que nao mereciam so porque, eu, estava chateada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos costumo gostar que me perguntem mais do que uma vez 'mas o que é que tens?' Porque, siiiiiim, essa pergunta em mim é capaz de piorar 1000 vezes o meu humor. Mas compreendo perfeitamente que seja uma pergunta inevitavel de fazer, principalmente quando as pessoas nos sao importantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje dei por mim numa situaçao dessas. Era notorio (eu nao me lixam porque se notava mesmo) que havia ali qualquer coisa que nao estva bem. Perguntei 'tudo bem?' e saiu-me uma resposta seca e curta 'sim'. Encolhi os ombros e a medo tentei quebrar o gelo que nao era, de todo, agradavel. Mas nada... Nao saiam respostas que permitissem ter uma conversa. So saiam 'sim', 'nao', 'é', 'ta'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nao costumo insistir muito, quando este tipo de situaçoes acontecem, ate porque eu odeio que insistam comigo... E porque deprimir tambem faz parte, e chorar, e querer partir tudo, e coisas desse genero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;...do que eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-3077497731134685417?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3077497731134685417/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=3077497731134685417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3077497731134685417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3077497731134685417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/tu-es-importante.html' title='Tu es + importante....'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5187612633608817834</id><published>2009-03-20T04:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:12:12.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiii gostava gostava</title><content type='html'>As vezes eu so gostava de conseguir entrar dentro da cabeça de certas pesssoas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5187612633608817834?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5187612633608817834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5187612633608817834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5187612633608817834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5187612633608817834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/aiii-gostava-gostava.html' title='Aiii gostava gostava'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-2945999368614209430</id><published>2009-03-15T16:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:59:36.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai ter que ser...</title><content type='html'>I don't want half hearted love affairs&lt;br /&gt;I need someone who really cares.&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short to play silly games&lt;br /&gt;I've promised myself I won't do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;It's got to be worth it&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Too many people take second best&lt;br /&gt;But I won't take anything less&lt;br /&gt;It's got to be&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;pertect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young hearts are foolish&lt;br /&gt;they make such mistakes&lt;br /&gt;They're much too eager to give their love away.&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;I have been foolish too many times&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm determined I'm gonna get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got to be perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young hearts are foolish&lt;br /&gt;they make such mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got to be perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got to be&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it's got to be perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-2945999368614209430?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-328011407599216409</id><published>2009-03-05T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:05:26.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>%$/(#("&amp;!)!=#"&amp;#%</title><content type='html'>Ha assuntos sobre os quais eu nao sei falar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;...e a morte é 1 deles!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao sei o que dizer, como reagir, nem como ajudar. Nao sei que palavras utilizar nem que postura adoptar. So sei manter-me presente. Mas calada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Desculpa por nao ter dito nada!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(porque é que é tao dificil?!?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-328011407599216409?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/328011407599216409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=328011407599216409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/328011407599216409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/328011407599216409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='%$/(#(&quot;&amp;!)!=#&quot;&amp;#%'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-8754037508852604764</id><published>2009-03-05T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:06:55.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sobre TI</title><content type='html'>Tenho-me lembrado cada vez mais de ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-8754037508852604764?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8754037508852604764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=8754037508852604764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8754037508852604764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8754037508852604764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/sobre-ti.html' title='sobre TI'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1332129482037653666</id><published>2009-03-03T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:15:54.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o qUE eU gOSTAVA</title><content type='html'>Eu gostava de ter mais coragem&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de ser mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;E de saber mais coisas&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de ter resultados mais positivos&lt;br /&gt;E de concretizar todos os meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de conhecer novas pessoas&lt;br /&gt;E de me deixar de dar com outras&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de um abraço todas as noites&lt;br /&gt;E de um beijinho todas as manhas&lt;br /&gt;De aventurar-me&lt;br /&gt;E de me perder&lt;br /&gt;De nao ter que cumprir horarios&lt;br /&gt;E de nao me ter que levantar cedo&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de estudar mais&lt;br /&gt;De conhecer novos sitios&lt;br /&gt;E de nao ter preocupaçoes&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de nao ter contas para pagar ao final do mes&lt;br /&gt;E de poder comprar sem me preocupar com tostoes&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de ser segura&lt;br /&gt;Forte e corajosa&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de conseguir saber o que quero&lt;br /&gt;E de nao duvidar&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de nao ser enganada&lt;br /&gt;E de poder confiar (total e absolutamente)&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de poder sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Andar nas nuvens&lt;br /&gt;E nao cair&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de nao ter que dar justufucaçoes&lt;br /&gt;De se independente&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de morar sozinha&lt;br /&gt;E conseguir sobreviver&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de ter mais tempo livre&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de seguir em frente sem bloqueios&lt;br /&gt;Nem STOP's&lt;br /&gt;Nem sinais proibido&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de ter assas&lt;br /&gt;(e de nao precisar de beber red bull)&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de subir ao arco-iris&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava.... de viver num sonho de vida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1332129482037653666?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1332129482037653666/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1332129482037653666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1332129482037653666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1332129482037653666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-que-eu-gostava.html' title='o qUE eU gOSTAVA'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-385323681323994503</id><published>2009-03-02T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:07:06.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undiscovered</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rUB-00xo3-c&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ultimamente tem-me dado para isto... ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-385323681323994503?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/385323681323994503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=385323681323994503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/385323681323994503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/385323681323994503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/undiscovered.html' title='Undiscovered'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-2640972748298122262</id><published>2009-03-02T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:57:28.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Se eu o faço é porque realmente te quero bem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu ja sabia que havia esturro no meio, mas nunca tinha visto... e como o povo diz 'quando nao se ve é como se nao se acreditasse' (e se o ditado nao é assim, é mais ou menos isto). Nao é que eu tenha propriamente visto (e ainda bem..), mas nao sou burrinha nenhuma e sei a soma de 2+2. Ve-se uma coisinha, juntam-se duas que se ouvem experienciam-se mais umas quantas e puuuummm nao se fazem chocapic's mas constactam-se verdades que (que pelo menos a mim) custam a assimilar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É como que uma amizade de segurança, conforto e bem-estar (acima de tudo) que abanou com o que me apercebi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu sempre soube que havia esturro, sempre soube que nao eras a pessoa perfeita, mas porra, uma coisa é tu contares outra é eu aperceber-me sem a ajuda de ninguem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Custou e aperceber-me do que realmente se passou, nao propriamente pelo que ia na minha cabeça, mas por me aperceber daquilo que eras. Nao es ma pessoa, de todo, mas... ha situaçoes que tens, mesmo, que melhorar na tua maneira de ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu sei... Sou inocente demais! Sou distraida e tudo me passa ao lado. Eu sei que sim... Ha coisas que realmente eu nao ligo... Ha situaçoes que realmente, so a mim (e mesmo so a mim) me passam ao lado... Foi inevitavel, mas pelos vistos devo ter-me distraido de ser distraida....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tenho vindo a aprender a estar mais atenta, a observar melhor aquelas coisas que eu nunca quero realmente observar... ou que realmente nunca observo mesmo querendo... (mas é realmente uma faceta que eu tenho que aperfeiçoar para poder continuar a viver em sociedade).&lt;/div&gt;E a partir de agora vai ser incontrolavel o facto de eu nao &lt;em&gt;desconfiar&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Peço desculpa por isso, mas vai ser mais forte do que eu: o estar cada vez mais atenta contigo e por ti vai ser inevitavel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pensa pelo lado positivo: Se eu o faço é porque realmente te quero bem ;)&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/3916981701403414204-2640972748298122262?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2640972748298122262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=2640972748298122262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/2640972748298122262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/2640972748298122262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/se-eu-o-faco-e-porque-realmente-te.html' title='Se eu o faço é porque realmente te quero bem'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1689230968926471285</id><published>2009-02-20T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:59:42.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>constestaçao de um facto (importante)</title><content type='html'>A proactividade nao adianta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;...se a listagem nao ajudar!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1689230968926471285?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1689230968926471285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1689230968926471285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1689230968926471285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1689230968926471285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/constestacao-de-um-facto-importante.html' title='constestaçao de um facto (importante)'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-8870759074186095028</id><published>2009-02-06T03:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T04:07:58.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque ja passou...</title><content type='html'>E ainda bem porque eu ja nao conseguia conviver com ninguem devido ao mau humor que se instalou em mim desde que eu sou be da noiticia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um mundo de hipocrisia e sinismo que nao combina comigo mas que tive de aguentar por uma manha inteirinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim. Chorei. Chorei so porque sou uma torneirinha aberta que nao aguenta guardar as lagrimas. Chorei por ver pessoas que eu gosto (sim, gosto, independentemente de todas as coisas que se passaram) a chorarem. Chorei por ver uma senhora de 90 anos a sofrer que metia do. Chorei por te dizer que nao, so pelo olhar, que abriu as torneirinhas da tua cara tambem. Chorei por ver que ainda se lembram de mim. Chorei pelo esforço que fiz em ter que lidar com certas e determinadas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custa quando se fazem as contas e ja se contam 3 num espaço de um ano e meio. Custa. Nao por mim, mas por meia duziazinha de pessoas, no meio da centena e meia, que la estava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ha coisas que ainda sabem bem no meio disto tudo. Sabe bem o abraço de duas ou tres pessoas relativamente importantes (apesar do raro convivio nestes ultimos anos). Sabe bem o dar a mao a ti, que independentemente de tudo, es e sempre seras importante na minha vida (apesar das nossas ideias e ideiais contraditorios).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabou. Ja passou. Esta tudo bem. E agora so espero este ano nao ter que passar, mais uma vez, por situaçoes destas e que deixam de rastos, com mau astral, mau humor e mau feitiozinho acima de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, isto, aquilo e muito mais, aqui ficam alguns pedidos de desculpa, pelas minhas bocas, respotas tortas e silencios inconvenientes. Atitudes tidas com pessoas que sao importantes para mim, e sobre as quais, hoje, me envergonho. Espero por isso que entendam agora a minha nao resposta à vossa pergunta "o que é que se passa", so porque é um tema sobre o qual eu nao sei falar, nao sei lidar, nem justificar, nem banalizar... so porque é um tema que me deixa em baixo, independentemente da pessoa em questao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada a voces que aturaram o meu mau humor destes ultimos dois dias. A partir de agora, ja vai estar tudo bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê? Porque ja passou....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-8870759074186095028?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8870759074186095028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=8870759074186095028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8870759074186095028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8870759074186095028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/porque-ja-passou.html' title='Porque ja passou...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-4142384227074677721</id><published>2009-02-05T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:58:18.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nao me façam perguntas acerca (disso)...</title><content type='html'>... por é um tema sobre o qual eu nao sei falar!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-4142384227074677721?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4142384227074677721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=4142384227074677721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4142384227074677721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4142384227074677721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-me-facam-perguntas-acerca-disso.html' title='Nao me façam perguntas acerca (disso)...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1328759589850106452</id><published>2009-02-04T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:29:26.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MODE:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem disposiçao absolutamente nenhuma!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1328759589850106452?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1328759589850106452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1328759589850106452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1328759589850106452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1328759589850106452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/mode.html' title='MODE:'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6219302372063400408</id><published>2009-02-04T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:28:22.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é um funeral?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Segundo o dicionario de lingua portuguesa (on line):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;funeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do Lat.  funerale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adj. 2 gén.,&lt;br /&gt;fúnebre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;s. m.,&lt;br /&gt;pompas fúnebres;&lt;br /&gt;enterro;&lt;br /&gt;exéquias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Num espaço de um ano ja la vao tres... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;porra para a familia grande!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;é que ja nao se aguenta mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;é que eu ja nao aguento mais!!!!!!!!&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/3916981701403414204-6219302372063400408?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6219302372063400408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6219302372063400408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6219302372063400408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6219302372063400408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-que-e-um-funeral.html' title='O que é um funeral?'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1909395233610371081</id><published>2009-02-03T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:40:01.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A actualizaçao*</title><content type='html'>So porque me pediram para fazer um novo 'post'!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sim... esta tudo bem comigo!&lt;br /&gt;A vida continua a mesma, sempre muito atarefada!&lt;br /&gt;O dinheiro esse sim... é que continua a ser pouco (para variar)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planos? Planos existem sempre, o tempo é que é pouco para os poder concretizar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avizinhasse um grandioso fim-de-semana com nuestros hermanos, daqueles para a maluqueira mesmo, daqueles como eu estou a precisar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projectos? Apesar de pouco delineados, vai sempre existindo um aqui e ali. Tenho em mente coisas que conseguirei por em pratica um dia destes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho? Pfff esse nunca faltou... So tenho pena de o dia so ter 24h... Sim, eu trabalhava 24h por dia se pudesse, desde que, (sim, porque ha sempre um 'mas' ou neste cas0 'desde que') tivesse outras 12 ou mais horas para poder dormir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amores? lool 'nem ve-los! Nem quere-los!' (como diz uma amiga minha). Estou naquela fase do 'enjoy' da minha querida e riquinha vida!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pronto... a minha vida resumesse a algo extraordinario como descrito em cima...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINDA EXTRAORDINARIA E FANTASTICA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all folks!!!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* e provavelmente o 'post' mais estupido que alguma vez escrevi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;** e por favor, nao me peçam mais para escrever/actualizar o blog quando nao tenho nada de importante/interessante para escrever. porque? porque sai sempre a maior bosta de todo o tempo!! &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/3916981701403414204-1909395233610371081?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1909395233610371081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1909395233610371081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1909395233610371081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1909395233610371081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/actualizacao.html' title='A actualizaçao*'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7528252794592406724</id><published>2009-02-02T04:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:14:35.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But I Don't Care What They Say...</title><content type='html'>... e a questao é que nao quero mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podem dizer-me que sou isto e aquilo e mais nao sei o quê, podem rir-se ou mesmo fofocar a cerca da minha pessoa, podem olhar para mim de lado, ou mesmo nem olhar, mas a verdade é que estou de consciencia tranquila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-7528252794592406724?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7528252794592406724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7528252794592406724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7528252794592406724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7528252794592406724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/but-i-dont-care-what-they-say.html' title='But I Don&apos;t Care What They Say...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1104029191917074340</id><published>2009-01-23T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:08:31.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WATERMELON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SXn5Q2uO4pI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nbOXbtz-M8I/s1600-h/Trident%20Sense%20sandia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294536904913379986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SXn5Q2uO4pI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nbOXbtz-M8I/s400/Trident%2520Sense%2520sandia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hhuummmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popupWindow(" pid="830&amp;amp;osCsid=a8baf7757392a6f3cfab39355e4cdaee')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSTO MUIIITO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1104029191917074340?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1104029191917074340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1104029191917074340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1104029191917074340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1104029191917074340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/novo-vicio.html' title='WATERMELON'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SXn5Q2uO4pI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nbOXbtz-M8I/s72-c/Trident%2520Sense%2520sandia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-3562662519985579455</id><published>2009-01-23T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:59:17.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agi...</title><content type='html'>... Como se nada tivesse acontecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(o que nao é normal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-3562662519985579455?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3562662519985579455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=3562662519985579455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3562662519985579455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3562662519985579455'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;Gostei de perceber.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de conseguir analisar tudo do lado de fora.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de lidar com a situaçao nos dias posteriores.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de saber responder na altura certa (certa nao... altura exacta).&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de racionalizar.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de viver.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de ver reaçoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Gostei!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-2690051513583421719?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2690051513583421719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=2690051513583421719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Ontem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;... estivemos a falar de olhos &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;azuis&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/3916981701403414204-6982937445175102384?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6982937445175102384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6982937445175102384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6982937445175102384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SW_LZx0UXXI/AAAAAAAAAdE/O1413io-Qec/s400/euuuuuu.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SW_KvuJhiFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/_iojCf88YJE/s1600-h/eu+e+ela+fitadiximas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291671008374261842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SW_KvuJhiFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/_iojCf88YJE/s400/eu+e+ela+fitadiximas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SW_J_NS_1xI/AAAAAAAAAc0/nNw32uBjFDY/s1600-h/mh+capa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291670174921905938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SW_J_NS_1xI/AAAAAAAAAc0/nNw32uBjFDY/s400/mh+capa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que saudades que eu tenho do meu traje...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;...Eu ainda vou consgeuir arranjar um pretexto para o poder vestir outra vez ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-6644560341839414716?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6644560341839414716/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6644560341839414716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-198222803433995435</id><published>2009-01-13T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:43:49.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ontem disseram-me:</title><content type='html'>- "Barbara, tu nao podes ser assim... Tens que te atirar mais de cabeça...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Interpretar esta frase é que se torna mais complicado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-198222803433995435?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/198222803433995435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=198222803433995435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/198222803433995435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/198222803433995435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/ontem-disseram-me.html' title='Ontem disseram-me:'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-444568596237203902</id><published>2009-01-10T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T06:42:33.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O regresso a casa depois de estar com VOCEEEEEEEEEs</title><content type='html'>Sao quatro e dezanove do dia onze de janeiro de dois mil e nove e eu estou com uma chapada valente no sentido abstracto da coisa ponto final&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei a casa a alta velocidade ponto final Nao ponto final Nao bebi ponto final Mas abre parentices de certeza absoluta fecha parentices que ingeri algo que me deixou virgula com o povo costuma dizer virgula com a pica toda ponto final&lt;br /&gt;E como o prometido é devido virgula aqui estou eu a postar algo estupido abre aprencies corrigasse abre aspas completamente estupido fecha aspas fecha parentices acerca da noite de hoje ponto final&lt;br /&gt;O marcio fez anos ponto final abre parentices todos juntos fecha parentices PARABENS MARCIO ponto de exclamaçao ponto de exclamaçao ponto de exclamaçao&lt;br /&gt;Estava p apostrofe ra la de bom o tal do salmao que comi ponto final A abre aspas aguinha fecha aspas que acompanhou o dito salmao tambem nao estava ma de todo ponto final Lixou tudo foi a abre parentices completamente dolorosa fecha parentices  conta ponto final&lt;br /&gt;Pensando bem e fazendo as contas abre parentices mesmo num estado virgula digasse de passagem virgula mais que parvo fecha parentices foram vinte e dois euros abre parentices sem contar com a gasolina, o tabaco e a prenda para o aniversariante fecha parentices gastos em tempo de crise financeira ponto final&lt;br /&gt;Mas ate foi engraçado e deu para rir muuuuuuito ponto final&lt;br /&gt;Ai virgula ai reticencias e o frio que se passou ponto de interrogaçao&lt;br /&gt;Valeu por ti abre aspas camarada fecha aspas virgula que ate mereces ponto final&lt;br /&gt;Agora vou tentar dormir virgula que diz que amanha tenho coisas abre aspas importantes fecha aspas para fazer ponto final&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-444568596237203902?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/444568596237203902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=444568596237203902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/444568596237203902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/444568596237203902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-regresso-casa-depois-de-estar-com.html' title='O regresso a casa depois de estar com VOCEEEEEEEEEs'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-4561271325653731033</id><published>2009-01-07T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:14:39.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Times % Miss You B</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tenho umas saudades gigantes daqueles tempos de estudante. Daqueles em que se ia para a faculdade todos os dias, mesmo que nao fosse para ir para as aulas. Daqueles em que iamos 'estudar' (e as vezes ate mesmo a serio) para o cafe. Daqueles em que faziamos o esforço para calçar aqueles sapatos do traje e iamos 'pintar as unhas aos caloiros'. Daqueles em que nos sentavamos no anfitiatro e a cantarolar. Daqueles dias em que corriamos de aula em aula e nos intervalos ainda conseguiamos preparar um ou outro trabalho. Daqueles 'oh vamos à aula?'. 'Nao!'. Daquelas directas a fazer trabalhos. E daquelas a estudar. Do Queimadouro à 2ºf feira. E das aulas as 2h da tarde à 3ºf (NOT). Dos filmes manhosos. Das conversas sem razao. Das aventuras. Das dormidas em tua casa. Das dormidas na minha. Das noites em casa da tita. Dos pequenos almoços no vermelhinho. Dos stresses. Dos exames. Dos 10's. E dos 15's. E dos 18's. Das apresentaçoes dos trabalhos. Daqueles tempos em que tinhamos vidinha da boa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje falei contigo e as saudades aumentaram bastante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Vem tomar cafe comigo este fim-de-semana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Pelos 5/6 anos (lol) de faculdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-4561271325653731033?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4561271325653731033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=4561271325653731033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4561271325653731033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4561271325653731033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-times-miss-you-b.html' title='Old Times % Miss You B'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-2036516710287100188</id><published>2009-01-04T15:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:15:29.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversas de café</title><content type='html'>Hoje, perguntava-me uma colega, que ja nao me via à muito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Entao ja casaste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Duas vezes - respondi eu, pensando 'mas que porcaria de pergunta que me foi calhar na rifa...'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas porque é que a primeira pergunta que as pessoas nos fazem quando nao nos 'poe os olhos em cima ha muito tempo' tem que ser relacionada com o casamento/namorados?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfff la para os casamentos, para os gajos e para os namoros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha tanta coisa boa para se fazer antes de se 'enterrar'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao é que nao haja vontade de partilhar coisas com outra pessoa, mas.... afinal para que é que servem os amigos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao sou egoista ao ponto de 'prender' alguem na minha vida a esta altura do campeonato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem toda a gente consegue perceber o meu estilo de vida neste momento e eu tambem nao tenho vontade de andar pra'i em tentativas falhadas para explicar algo que so eu percebo (digo eu)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-2036516710287100188?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2036516710287100188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=2036516710287100188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/2036516710287100188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/2036516710287100188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/conversas-de-cafe.html' title='Conversas de café'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1840394521021720002</id><published>2009-01-01T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:36:36.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(cont.) 4Days &amp; 3Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(some of the 673 photos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1gA_P27zI/AAAAAAAAAcs/T_8L8f_trQA/s1600-h/CIMG4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286487107697045298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1gA_P27zI/AAAAAAAAAcs/T_8L8f_trQA/s400/CIMG4251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1fqamSYHI/AAAAAAAAAck/AwSVm_VzHIE/s1600-h/CIMG4227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286486719901884530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1fqamSYHI/AAAAAAAAAck/AwSVm_VzHIE/s400/CIMG4227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1e_V7XXCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/LmlZ61tFPak/s1600-h/CIMG4206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286485979913739298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1e_V7XXCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/LmlZ61tFPak/s400/CIMG4206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1eXKDkE9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/hCkWvzgz5ZY/s1600-h/CIMG4167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286485289532134354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1eXKDkE9I/AAAAAAAAAcU/hCkWvzgz5ZY/s400/CIMG4167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1dv-OuyhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/REKZJmrKwno/s1600-h/CIMG3872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286484616342850066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1dv-OuyhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/REKZJmrKwno/s400/CIMG3872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1dOFrJsJI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dZGiE0pjbe4/s1600-h/CIMG3869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286484034225549458" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1b1CNQOVI/AAAAAAAAAbs/UcbwB2n_m9Y/s400/CIMG3804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1beflm1II/AAAAAAAAAbk/wF-FXJk44b4/s1600-h/CIMG3788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286482117036266626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1beflm1II/AAAAAAAAAbk/wF-FXJk44b4/s400/CIMG3788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1bChRWFNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ItGStSNDkDg/s1600-h/CIMG3721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286481636451816658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1bChRWFNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ItGStSNDkDg/s400/CIMG3721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1aqswElvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/JyQRVhUgSLA/s1600-h/CIMG3715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286481227216623346" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1ZXTFupqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/yfPAMlC5AK4/s400/101_6299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1YgFm_z2I/AAAAAAAAAas/zUkI4cIimq8/s1600-h/101_6103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286478845887631202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1YgFm_z2I/AAAAAAAAAas/zUkI4cIimq8/s400/101_6103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1X-rE_0-I/AAAAAAAAAak/DqSDC7gSZ2s/s1600-h/101_6060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286478271830021090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1X-rE_0-I/AAAAAAAAAak/DqSDC7gSZ2s/s400/101_6060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV02XeuU7PI/AAAAAAAAAac/h9qZoafn_EI/s1600-h/100_5931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286441314615094514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV02XeuU7PI/AAAAAAAAAac/h9qZoafn_EI/s400/100_5931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1840394521021720002?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1840394521021720002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1840394521021720002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1840394521021720002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1840394521021720002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/cont-4days-3nights.html' title='(cont.) 4Days &amp; 3Nights'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SV1gA_P27zI/AAAAAAAAAcs/T_8L8f_trQA/s72-c/CIMG4251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7484387150974461481</id><published>2008-12-14T11:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:31:08.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days &amp; 3 nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SUVerGrGWXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7Ge8VyHGc20/s1600-h/ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279730232780544370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SUVerGrGWXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7Ge8VyHGc20/s400/ba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Os oculos que fazem SUCESSO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-7484387150974461481?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7484387150974461481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7484387150974461481&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7484387150974461481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7484387150974461481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/12/4-days-3-nights.html' title='4 days &amp; 3 nights'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SUVerGrGWXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7Ge8VyHGc20/s72-c/ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-4784017945451692680</id><published>2008-11-27T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:27:31.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#%&amp;*#%?!)($//%&amp;#&amp;"%"%#&amp;"&amp;Q!/!//"(!"(!)!%&amp;#_%#"&amp;</title><content type='html'>De ha uns tempos para ca tenho tentado esforçar-me bastante para conseguir estabilizar a minha vida, no sentido de conseguir concluir algumas coisas que ja ha muito estavam pendentes, bem como satisfazer alguns 'desejos' que teimavam em nao sair do papel. E consegui, pelo menos aqueles que tinham que ser concretizados a (relativamente) curto prazo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, hoje, apercebi-me que as vezes, mais vale fazer as coisas à medida que nos apetece do que cair na 'bola de neve' dos pendentes e nunca chegar a 'vias de facto'.&lt;br /&gt;Agosto, Setembro, Outubro e Novembro numa roda vida de trabalho, de conciliar horarios, de esforços pessoais e de prioridades laborais que hoje nao serviram para nada. Tudo para que os proximos meses fossem promover um crescimento com vista num melhoramento da minha vida a todos os niveis.&lt;br /&gt;Mais vale contar tostoes ao final do mes do que trabalhar muito, planear tudo, para que as coisas corram de forma responsavel...&lt;br /&gt;Mais vale ser irresponsavel, inconsciente e cagar para tudo do que construir planos e utilizar os recursos de forma racional...&lt;br /&gt;Eu odeio pensar assim... mas cada vez mais as teorias apontam para esse sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Para que juntar dinheiro, se quando se pode respirar de alivio aparece sempre algo que nos sofoca outra vez?&lt;br /&gt;Para que deixar para amanha o que se pode fazer hoje (mesmo que nao hajam recursos para o fazer), se amanha se pode nao estar ca...&lt;br /&gt;Para que perder tempo a trabalhar se quem se safa sao sempre aqueles que nao fazem nenhum...&lt;br /&gt;Para que racionalizar acerca das coisas se a irracionalidade e irresponsabilidade vencem sempre...&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que quando as coisas me estao a correr como planeadas, independentemente do esforço que isso implique (sim, porque eu nao me importo de virar workaholic se vir que realmente existem resultados proveitosos), ha sempre uma ou outra coisinha (ou pessoa) que aparece para 'desplanear' tudo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfff assim nao ha quem aguente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tou chateada.... mesmo chateada!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-4784017945451692680?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4784017945451692680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=4784017945451692680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4784017945451692680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4784017945451692680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='#%&amp;*#%?!)($//%&amp;#&amp;&quot;%&quot;%#&amp;&quot;&amp;Q!/!//&quot;(!&quot;(!)!%&amp;#_%#&quot;&amp;'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-4615013061251255121</id><published>2008-10-11T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T04:17:53.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it folks</title><content type='html'>So many feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;...no time to share them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-4615013061251255121?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4615013061251255121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=4615013061251255121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4615013061251255121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/4615013061251255121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/10/thats-it-folks.html' title='That&apos;s it folks'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-6650038178972510215</id><published>2008-09-27T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T03:09:05.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casa-Trabalho-Casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estes ultimos dois meses têm sido uma correria brutal... Sao uma media de 11h de trabalho diariamente e muito (mas mesmo muito) sono pendente. A minha vida, tem sido casa trabalho, trabalho casa e nada mais que isso... É triste, mas enquanto nao conseguir organizar-me nao vou conseguir ter tempo para mais nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao tenho tempo para socializar. Nao tenho tempo para dormir. Para sair. Nem para poder pegar na Tese de Mestrado (o que esta de verdade a começar a preocupar-me muito). Nao tenho tempo... Queria vir aqui mais vezes, mas nao tenho tempo. Nem tenho tido tempo para dar um pulinho ao mêsênê... para falar com o pessoal, horas e horas; para matar as saudades e recordar emoçoes, experiencias e para partilhar novidades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tenho saudades dos meus amigos, do pessoal do cafe, daqueles fins de tarde na esplanada, daquele livro que acompanhava qualquer tarde na esplanada... tenho saudades de saber como é que voces estao e o que é que têm feito. Se ja arranjaram emprego ou se ainda estao na boa vidinha (=P)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tenho saudades daquelas noitadas tranquilas e bem boooooas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Prometo dar mais noticias quando conseguir arranjar outros 20 min para vir ca ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Fiquem Bem =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-6650038178972510215?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6650038178972510215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6650038178972510215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6650038178972510215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6650038178972510215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/09/casa-trabalho-casa.html' title='Casa-Trabalho-Casa'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-3110397345522520959</id><published>2008-08-22T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:08:25.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A unica definiçao de "ferias", para mim, em 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Féria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    do Lat.  feria&lt;br /&gt;s. f.,&lt;br /&gt;     dia da semana;&lt;br /&gt;     salário de trabalhadores;&lt;br /&gt;     o total dos salários de uma semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do Lat.  ferias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s. f.,&lt;br /&gt;    (no pl. ) dias de suspensão dos trabalhos oficiais;&lt;br /&gt;    (no pl. ) folga;&lt;br /&gt;    (no pl. ) descanso, repouso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-3110397345522520959?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3110397345522520959/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=3110397345522520959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3110397345522520959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3110397345522520959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/08/unica-definiao-de-ferias-para-mim-em.html' title='A unica definiçao de &quot;ferias&quot;, para mim, em 2008'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-2941712553696528545</id><published>2008-08-08T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T14:46:19.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um (pequeno) texto*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pediram-me para escrever um texto.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, como eu nao tenho andado muito amiguinha daquela coisa que é o 'tempo livre' esta bastante dificil conseguir vir aqui e concentrar-me (sim, porque é preciso concentraçao para se poder escrever qualquer coisinha de jeito) durante um tempo suficientemente longo para vos poder contar como é que tem estado a minha vidinha. Mas posso dizer-vos que estou bem de saude, independentemente do estado palido que se começa cada vez mais a realçar. Que nao tenho ido passar aquelas tardes malucas na esplanada, so a torrar. Que nao tenho acordado as 3h da tarde. Que nao me tenho deitado as 500 da noite. Que nao tenho vindo à net nem ao blog e muito menos ao mêsênê. Mas que me tenho cansado de estar à frente de um pc.&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, umas ferias ja vinham a calhar... E uns diazinhos assim para poder 'desstressar' ja davam jeito...&lt;br /&gt;E nao havendo mais nada importantissimo para dizer, despeço-me hoje, mas prometo que volto!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, e tu (voces) que tens feito? hum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*ou um conjuntinho de frases.&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/3916981701403414204-2941712553696528545?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2941712553696528545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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saudades do &lt;em&gt;d'antes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*devaneios de um dia cansativo de dois empregos&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/3916981701403414204-3397297955496944520?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3397297955496944520/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=3397297955496944520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3397297955496944520'/><link 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/&gt;Para conquista partir&lt;br /&gt;Vês que tenho sal&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes mal&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li&lt;br /&gt;No filme que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;Na foto onde eu não entrei&lt;br /&gt;Notícia do jornal&lt;br /&gt;Um quadro minimal&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida à média rés&lt;br /&gt;Levanta os pés&lt;br /&gt;Não vás em futebois apesar&lt;br /&gt;Do intervalo&lt;br /&gt;Que é quando eu falo&lt;br /&gt;Para não me incomodar&lt;br /&gt;Diz que tenho sal&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes mal&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li&lt;br /&gt;No filme que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;Na foto onde eu não entrei&lt;br /&gt;Notícia do jornal&lt;br /&gt;Um quadro minimal&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes na história&lt;br /&gt;Que não terminou&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li&lt;br /&gt;No filme que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;Na foto onde eu não entrei&lt;br /&gt;Notícia do jornal&lt;br /&gt;Um quadro minimal&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu, uhhhh-uhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li&lt;br /&gt;No filme que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;Na foto onde eu não entrei&lt;br /&gt;Notícia do jornal&lt;br /&gt;Um quadro minimal&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-8605229806183784606?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8605229806183784606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=8605229806183784606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8605229806183784606'/><link 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi-me apresentado ontem este grupo e... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...e nao é que ja me viciei nisto!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;É diferente... É bonito =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1563004413003405668?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1563004413003405668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1563004413003405668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1563004413003405668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1563004413003405668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(e juro que ainda nao pus os pes na praia este verao...)&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/3916981701403414204-6948310416012168033?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6948310416012168033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=6948310416012168033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/6948310416012168033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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do meu precurso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estava tudo planeado, quando derepente pumba, aparece la mais uma ou outra merdinha a criar duvias no meio da minha racionalidade. Ou um ou outro imprevisto que aparecem na altura em que a coragem estava no auge. E eu penso: "é porque agora nao era a melhor altura"! (sucks!!pff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ás vezes irrita-me ter que pensar sobre certos assuntos, porque alguns ficam muito menos explicitos quando passam por esse processo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gostava que algumas destas decisoes passassem logo para aquela parte 'irracional' (so sentido em que nao se pensa, simplesmente se manda de cabeça para a situaçao) que existe tambem em mim (caracteristica da &lt;em&gt;dupla personalidade&lt;/em&gt; que distingue os nascidos entre 21 de maio e 21 de junho) e que tanta vezes me proporcionou um mix de adrenalida e pânico, mas que so aparece quando a pressao (ou a &lt;em&gt;pica&lt;/em&gt;) é muita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estas decisoes nao pensadas, nao reflectidas e nao ponderadas, que (ate ver!) foram sempre bem sucessidas e guardadas na caixinha magica com um sentimento implicito de felicidade, de realizaçao, de bem estar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu quero que aquela 'inconsciencia' volte. Mas que seja uma auto-inconsciencia, que nao precise de nenhum &lt;em&gt;empurraozinho&lt;/em&gt;. So para eu ter coragem de fazer uma coisinha ou outra que de ha uns tempos para ca - como quem diz ha mais que tempo - nao me sai da cabeça.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu gostava de aproveitar. De nao deixar escapar a oportunidade outra vez. De nao me arrepender daqui a uns tempo. De arriscar. De me deixar de merdices e avançar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ja ponderei todos os pros e os contras. O pior é que eles sao de tal maneira equilibrados que cada vez mais realçam as minhas duvidas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Deixa-te de merdas e vai" dizem-me. E eu, concordando plenamente com a afirmaçao, entro num panico tal que começo a tentar arranjar argumentos que justifiquem o meu nao avanço que eu tanto quero!! Contraditorio! Parvo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sou complicada, complexa, racional e parva!! E as vezes deixo-me derrotar por situaçoes que, à partida, estavam mais que vencidas... E o pior é que eu fico chateada (ou melhor, fico bem pior que chateada) quando isso acontece. E o pior é que eu nao queria que isso acontecesse... e ainda pior é ter sido eu a fazer com que isso nao acontecesse... Pfff!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu queria saber ser inconsciente-irracional sozinha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sera que existe algum botao onde se carregue para activar o modo manda-te-de-cabeça-e-nao-olhes-para-as-consequencias?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Eu ainda o vou descobrir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-2427659329219737176?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2427659329219737176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=2427659329219737176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/2427659329219737176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/2427659329219737176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-mim-para-mim-sobre-mim.html' title='de mim... para mim... sobre mim'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-2081265781764790680</id><published>2008-06-22T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:27:35.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Viva LA Vida*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qd29aIFuqGg&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sweep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing:&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of sand, pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you know there was never, never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;That was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;(Ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in.&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People could not believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries Wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;And that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-2081265781764790680?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2081265781764790680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=2081265781764790680&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/2081265781764790680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/2081265781764790680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-used-to-rule-world-seas-would-rise.html' title='*Viva LA Vida*'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5263592131547486731</id><published>2008-06-21T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:44:18.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabens!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Parabéns para &lt;a href="http://fenomeno83.blogspot.com/"&gt;ti&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E esperemos que depois deste ainda venham muitos mais!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214484184076606370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SF2RvObHW6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/36dummSDp8w/s400/anima_presente_01.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PARA TI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(com umas meninas giras e tudo... quem é amiga, quem é??hum?) looool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5263592131547486731?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5263592131547486731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5263592131547486731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5263592131547486731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5263592131547486731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/06/parabens.html' title='Parabens!!!'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SF2RvObHW6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/36dummSDp8w/s72-c/anima_presente_01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5255449698572189557</id><published>2008-06-19T16:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:05:20.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(always have to) Steal My Kisses (from you)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fF0C36OvoT4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fF0C36OvoT4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5255449698572189557?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5255449698572189557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5255449698572189557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5255449698572189557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5255449698572189557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/06/always-have-to-steal-my-kisses-from-you.html' title='(always have to) Steal My Kisses (from you)'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5804513841840152242</id><published>2008-06-19T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:52:50.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fôdeu....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É o que dá, quando em alturas importantes as pessoas nao se concentram unica e exclusivamente nas tarefas que têm a fazer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E cheira-me que a confiança e alarido do povo (nomeadamente comunicaçao social que ja se vomitava euro na tv) prejudicaram em muito todo o de&lt;em&gt;correr&lt;/em&gt; dos acontecimentos. &lt;em&gt;Correr&lt;/em&gt;, e por falar em correr, hoje um bocadinho mais de velocidade e pra'i mais uns 10 cm de altura (em media) tinhamos la chegado... isto para nao pedir mais uns 15min de jogo e tinhamos ganho... loooool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tivemos (quase) quase la!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas a&lt;strong&gt; liçao a reter&lt;/strong&gt;, cada vez mais (e principalmente em Portugal) é: &lt;strong&gt;Nao pôr a carroça à frente dos bois!&lt;/strong&gt; É que nós temos esta caracteristica de achar que se os bois forem atras conseguimos fazer com que a carroça ande.... pffff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;E muitos diriam: É o orgulho em ser Portugues (pff) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eu por mim, até há coisas que nao desgosto, mas tambem nao morro de amores!&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/3916981701403414204-5804513841840152242?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5804513841840152242/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5804513841840152242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5804513841840152242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5804513841840152242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/06/fdeu-ler-com-sutaque-brasileiro.html' title='Fôdeu....'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1448436445134656951</id><published>2008-06-17T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:36:23.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma questão de timming</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Existe um timing para tudo e muitos são aqueles que não o respeitam, porque acham precisamente, que não existe um timing para nada porque o que importa é a força de vontade, a forma como nós acreditamos naquilo que desejamos alcançar, a intensidade com que depositamos confiança em nós próprios e muito importante... esqueci-me agora. Estas frases são muito bonitas mas não passam disso, espremem-se muito bem como se estivessem a sair da máquina de lavar em direcção ao estendal, mas nem uma pinga de água.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Existe um timing sim e se ele existe é para ser cumprido tal qual uma colheita que tem que ser feita em determinado período. Vamos cá ver: porque é que a apanha da cereja é normalmente feita em Maio/Junho e da uva entre Setembro/Outubro? Deve ter sido por acaso, querem ver?! Pois claro que não.Porque é aí que os frutos estão nas melhores condições para serem colhidos: nem verdes, nem demasiados maduros. Na altura certa. No chamado “ponto” para irem para o cesto. E o que acontece quando não respeitamos este timing é que possivelmente encontramos lá os frutos sim, mas já sob a forma de fósseis ou com caruncho que é como se costuma dizer lá para a terra. É daí que vem a expressão “Tu não vales um caroço!” que é ao que ficam reduzidas as cerejas se não forem apanhadas a tempo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;E assim, há muitas pessoas que continuam a não respeitar esta elementar regra, a da colheita no tempo certo, convencidos que estão, de ainda poderem apanhar maçãs em Fevereiro. Não podem. Existe um tempo para tudo e se não apanharmos o que ele nos dá na altura certa, nada retiraremos dele. Falharemos o timing ou pura e simplesmente o deixaremos passar como se estivéssemos de boca aberta, na janela do carro, a ver um palácio muito bonito. E depois disto, quando passamos, quando percebemos o que ficou para atrás, é que entendemos que o timing era aquilo. E era tão simples de entender. Pelos sinais que nos faziam, pela forma como nos olhavam, por aquilo que nos diziam. Tão simples de entender caramba e nós ali, numa espécie de gaguez mental que nos retrai em vez de nos fazer ir em frente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;E o mais curioso é quando entendemos tudo desde o início mas achamos que ainda não é o timing certo, que ainda precisamos de mais uma prova ou outra que isto não é assim, mais um jantar, mais um cinema, mais umas férias que eu depois quando vier decido, mais uma carta, um telefonema, uma mensagem cautelosa que eu não tenho a certeza, mais um dia a seguir a outro, mais uma semana em que não nos vemos, mais uma semana que nos vemos sem nos ver, até ao dia em que percebemos, que perdemos todo o “Timing” que até aí nos unia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By Fernando Alvim @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://esperobemquenao.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;espero bem que não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eu acho que&lt;em&gt; ja se me &lt;/em&gt;escapou qualquer coisinha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Agora a unica coisa que resta é esperar por &lt;em&gt;outro timming&lt;/em&gt;, numa outra circunstancia... Ou será demais pedir que aquele timming que se nos escapou por entre os dedos volte outra vez?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1448436445134656951?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1448436445134656951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=1448436445134656951&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1448436445134656951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/1448436445134656951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/06/uma-questo-de-timming.html' title='Uma questão de timming'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-4788909212708362754</id><published>2008-06-12T11:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:49:02.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O ritmo de hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rxW05CxsrHY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rxW05CxsrHY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" 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href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-ritmo-de-hoje_12.html' title='O ritmo de hoje'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-8555181212599864318</id><published>2008-06-12T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:07:10.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valeu... ;-)</title><content type='html'>Mamae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonçalo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leninha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ze To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cesar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandra&lt;/p&gt;Marta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family (a part of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Ana Sacau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Carla Fonte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Paulo Cardoso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Luis Simoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Luis Barroso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBRIGADAAAAAAAAA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-8555181212599864318?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8555181212599864318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=8555181212599864318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8555181212599864318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/8555181212599864318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/06/valeu.html' title='Valeu... ;-)'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-1959789773535549457</id><published>2008-06-06T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:08:46.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Trânsito...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HoI0Gs1NE1s&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E não é que a&lt;em&gt; porra&lt;/em&gt; da musica fica no ouvido... loooool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estava eu e mamae, no meio de 1 transito estupido na VCI, quando de repente começa o "Cri Cri Cri" do Ze Coimbra... looool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estes gajos da RFM nao batem mesmo bem...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ao menos deu para desaliviar do stress do transito!! loooool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-1959789773535549457?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1959789773535549457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-3846037411341963022</id><published>2008-06-06T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:49:07.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu admito...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208888160994685554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SEmwLz7TcnI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XVZ2espjlmg/s400/bowling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ... que ainda nao percebi muito bem a tecnica deste jogo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas mais uns trocos e eu chego la, de certeza =)&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/3916981701403414204-3846037411341963022?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3846037411341963022/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=3846037411341963022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3846037411341963022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/3846037411341963022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/06/eu-admito.html' title='Eu admito...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SEmwLz7TcnI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XVZ2espjlmg/s72-c/bowling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5434657691366617032</id><published>2008-05-31T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:44:09.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The time has come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bodas de prata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;Para mim!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;(o medo de envelhecer... a vontade de crescer ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5434657691366617032?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5434657691366617032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5434657691366617032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5434657691366617032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5434657691366617032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come...'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-473127252833272096</id><published>2008-05-28T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:54:53.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensation@Germany</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9xiJ7poKmxQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isto é que era uma festa!!!" (Silva, J., 2008) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Ai era, era....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-473127252833272096?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/473127252833272096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=473127252833272096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/473127252833272096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/473127252833272096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/05/sensationgermany.html' title='Sensation@Germany'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-7894426674638850628</id><published>2008-05-28T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:43:28.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu tenho saudades (muitas) da rotina do ir-para-as-aulas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma vidinha santa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Verdade, verdadinha, que nos estavamos sempre a queixar, mas tambem nao deixa de ser verdade verdadinha o facto de so sentirmos falta quando nao temos. E agora eu nao tenho, por isso sinto falta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ja sao meses a mais a matutar na mesma coisa. A nao ter planos. A nao sair da mesma merdice de vida. Quero evoluir. Quero tornar-me melhor. Quero fazer alguma coisa que exercite estes milhoes(?) de 'bichinhos' que normalmente as pessoas (e eu) têm naquela 'coisa' a que os Srs. Drs. costumam chamar cerebro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tambem tenho saudades da agitaçao que a faculdade me trazia diariamente. Do stress. Dos trabalhos e das frequencias. Dos tiros às aulas e das horas passadas no bar. Das experiencias que viviamos e partilhavamos. E ag? Agora nao ha nada! E quando me perguntam "e novidades?" eu faço aquela cara de quem ate tem vergonha de responder, porque novidades nao ha. Porquê? Porque nao se passa nada na minha vida, que dê para partilhar. E pior, quando se passa alguma coisa, sao aqueles acontecimentos dos quais nunca se quer falar. Aqueles em que se vive e se tenta nunca mais lembrar porque doem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pois bem, eu hoje estava disposta a partilhar alguns desses sentimentos, o que nao é normal. Sim, aqueles sentimentos que nao saem a ferros. Saem so quando eu quero que saiam. E quando eu quero é porque é mesmo importante para mim (se nao se importarem). É porque nessa altura eu estou a precisar das 'minhas consciencias'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Começo a chegar ao ponto tambem, de ponderar as minhas prioridades relativas às 'minhas consciencias'. As consciencias de antigamente nao parecem estar muito disponiveis hoje em dia (o que é perfeitamente normal, e absolutamente nada condenavel), portanto começa a tornar-se pertinente o caso de as substituir, tentando por isso, evoluir. Crescer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao cobro. Porque isso nao faz parte do meu feitio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao peço. Porque idem aspas aspas idem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um NAO custava muito menos do que a indiferença depois de uma disponibilidade total.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas pronto... o que vale é que eu estou sempre la quando as 'minhas consciencias' precisam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E é so isso que me interessa. Porque é nisso que eu acredito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sou totozinha... I Know!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-7894426674638850628?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7894426674638850628/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=7894426674638850628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7894426674638850628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/7894426674638850628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/05/thats-it.html' title='That&apos;s It'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-5586724953654956162</id><published>2008-05-19T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T15:17:46.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltei, Voltei, Voltei de Lá</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Phu4srKJPiM&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916981701403414204-5586724953654956162?l=barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5586724953654956162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3916981701403414204&amp;postID=5586724953654956162&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5586724953654956162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916981701403414204/posts/default/5586724953654956162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barbaridadespsicologicas.blogspot.com/2008/05/voltei-voltei-voltei-de-l.html' title='Voltei, Voltei, Voltei de Lá'/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05296941928884713180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/R8Gr4GSv6kI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kgrZcAVTNiE/S220/eu+066.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916981701403414204.post-725062138715950234</id><published>2008-05-01T05:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T05:35:20.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A programaçao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c2iJr1gD-mo/SBm472CKwPI/AAAAAAAAARs/OnUaaloNUDU/s1600-h/CARTAZ_QUEIMA_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195386983404978418" style="DISPLAY: block; 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