tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060750136261852722024-02-20T17:27:22.381-08:00with memake something awesomeFilipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-18489581769690627662011-05-16T15:26:00.000-07:002011-05-16T15:27:12.018-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVuiMa4YTt8jIClZYY6XBWg8v07LKrYGOg8GZLZWg6wiuDrwDRx6fMSvur5yCN0c6G1tnd7u18bjntZHVm7occTz_RyatGWFVIUqIRDWKo4tbiMH2od1c4Xy5Z8TX0jy6nVt5mOD3nGus/s1600/IMG_1321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVuiMa4YTt8jIClZYY6XBWg8v07LKrYGOg8GZLZWg6wiuDrwDRx6fMSvur5yCN0c6G1tnd7u18bjntZHVm7occTz_RyatGWFVIUqIRDWKo4tbiMH2od1c4Xy5Z8TX0jy6nVt5mOD3nGus/s200/IMG_1321.JPG" width="200" /></a></div>Aqui está o meu peixinho, é um pouco tímido mas irá habituar-se.<br />
Ainda não tem nome, nem sequer sei se é macho ou fêmea.<br />
E acho que ele/ela é cego/a de um olho.Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-91117640913874176712011-05-14T15:43:00.000-07:002011-05-14T15:46:53.709-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy_v9ybxitTQst7ixds44Kw-ExDcKSW7DHoiFShWJhJ87PQtLMWT6F1RwwJNxkM1aO8REZgE8p0qKe1WP1LQEVKWaY5hvO6KHoDFkXafdfBsZABlNFNCfnD4jf1xTZS16va0JVKFyMWcg/s1600/AQURIO%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="173" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy_v9ybxitTQst7ixds44Kw-ExDcKSW7DHoiFShWJhJ87PQtLMWT6F1RwwJNxkM1aO8REZgE8p0qKe1WP1LQEVKWaY5hvO6KHoDFkXafdfBsZABlNFNCfnD4jf1xTZS16va0JVKFyMWcg/s200/AQURIO%257E1.JPG" width="200" /></a></div>Quero um peixinho, já decidi. <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">E já vi aquele que quero, é lindo.</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Segunda-feira vou compra-lo, espero que ainda esteja na loja.</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Quero-o tanto.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEzZgm55s85JxdrQWkNQ40whkJDHFjMEXewi2oWeL6rTAxCTgSY1wRxFpJ8VPk8a_eJPV673rMXvoSh4NPrLLHOGJot6gfvQQE00NhMMpGIv0gBDgmMrD0_kVFS6zb8jVXnwyQDbK9Dj4/s1600/AQURIO%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a></div></div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-78699542194867786002011-05-11T15:11:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:31:05.879-07:00<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAr-bXgwhlVBxFXr5uUe4kVGBzdxjJ7fz8k5FsUo3jX3pNuB6hkQO4NlWIoxWX-ITB2uunkPAsmclnlsminn0RsqCh6suYQXQw8OdXauTnQnAjh3ppz9YCDttiQVOwLBuCS3K35es4hJk/s1600/tumblr_lgf5rgBdTa1qdwwq9o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAr-bXgwhlVBxFXr5uUe4kVGBzdxjJ7fz8k5FsUo3jX3pNuB6hkQO4NlWIoxWX-ITB2uunkPAsmclnlsminn0RsqCh6suYQXQw8OdXauTnQnAjh3ppz9YCDttiQVOwLBuCS3K35es4hJk/s1600/tumblr_lgf5rgBdTa1qdwwq9o1_500_thumb.jpg" /></a>Do you feel like every day ends up the same way?</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Just one more day, one of many of your life. Useless.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I hope someday I will live each day with a purpose. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Give my heart up all day, to someone, to something.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Maybe someday I will be someone.</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-61122937697723073672011-05-10T14:23:00.000-07:002011-05-10T14:23:22.310-07:00Um genero de pessoas que eu não gosto mesmo nada é aquelas que copiam outras.<br />
Pior que essas só aquelas que dizem que detestam plagiadores e depois tornam-se nessas mesmo pessoas.<br />
Existe tanta beleza na originalidade, porque não usufrir dela?Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-18249737503709400232011-05-09T13:36:00.000-07:002011-05-09T13:36:10.742-07:00<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEHrkMikfLPfiDlZRsdpkCsY30wHY6tCgj3vg3w0nLhvuvSLvHrs68te-3jjsWg1K40TcBabt_YBcmM0kwADsQOlGqshCq8NZaINTQFg1LaBB2sCektxSvqTg49KoM4nj4gUhw1jfhB0/s1600/imagesCA5ZTXOP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEHrkMikfLPfiDlZRsdpkCsY30wHY6tCgj3vg3w0nLhvuvSLvHrs68te-3jjsWg1K40TcBabt_YBcmM0kwADsQOlGqshCq8NZaINTQFg1LaBB2sCektxSvqTg49KoM4nj4gUhw1jfhB0/s1600/imagesCA5ZTXOP.jpg" /></a>Gosto de vos observar, de ver o amor, o carinho que vocês têm um pelo outro.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Podem estar a cinco metros de distâncias e eu consigo sentir a vossa energia.</div>O amor sem dúvida é algo bem poderoso.<br />
Just for<em> each</em> King and Queen.Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-87751902307726821162011-05-05T15:29:00.000-07:002011-05-05T15:29:55.898-07:00Este ano vamos ter quatro datas interessantes: 1/1/11; 11/1/11; 1/11/11; 11/11/11.<br />
Mas não é isso que me fascina. Pega nos ultimos dois dígitos do ano em que nasces-te e soma com a idade que tens/vais ter este ano.<br />
Resultado: 111?<br />
Pretty weird, hen?Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-17646378278822345462011-05-04T15:24:00.000-07:002011-05-04T15:24:03.014-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9VIdOW0dj_YxFxnQZxpM5MoJBdSGUz73-aw9GaJ81mGcAq_O1e8kDaNR8LeomAJg_RR_3MUrMPgOi-CvFqhSyGDQg7C0P92skykeG2BLTBRlacNTrb_OInJyRyB0sghpVAOFCasiCZog/s1600/4251633482_9864cf16d4_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9VIdOW0dj_YxFxnQZxpM5MoJBdSGUz73-aw9GaJ81mGcAq_O1e8kDaNR8LeomAJg_RR_3MUrMPgOi-CvFqhSyGDQg7C0P92skykeG2BLTBRlacNTrb_OInJyRyB0sghpVAOFCasiCZog/s320/4251633482_9864cf16d4_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sabe tão bem uma boa corrida seguida de uns abdominais e terminando num duche fresquinho.</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-26477746677254819872011-05-03T14:58:00.000-07:002011-05-03T14:58:31.542-07:00<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Yab_w5yHwm_1Y7vcoU1qTzESgwBp40luTt27tl_RsS5w87As6hLNeMbAJ8lX21_U_y3bqgQvMF0hUT2LVU77u9SyCZ5gmSCoAxYkU8VVdfx4KUhOtmJ047JFeYBCP4UaDoEcgPpPBqI/s1600/imagesCATO9AHD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Yab_w5yHwm_1Y7vcoU1qTzESgwBp40luTt27tl_RsS5w87As6hLNeMbAJ8lX21_U_y3bqgQvMF0hUT2LVU77u9SyCZ5gmSCoAxYkU8VVdfx4KUhOtmJ047JFeYBCP4UaDoEcgPpPBqI/s1600/imagesCATO9AHD.jpg" /></a>Detesto aqueles clubes da treta que são sempre beneficiados.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">É que muitas vezes nem têm necessidade, têm exelentes jogadores.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Deviam ter mais confiança. Para sempre: HALA MADRID!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">GRANDE CASILLAS! merecías mucho, mucho más. #1</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-20130357709887537992011-05-03T14:48:00.000-07:002011-05-03T14:48:51.608-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dvdbqUW1mGJV9bpGySK8nKYhLRdRDrIjfPhNwLMV8WNQmwwAJLKasgN_YmwneoqGfh3fvntju3Ek7hUiTNmehyVoGDyykXHSto_J0fenfC4iafi8hbi-gUcxX4qj6ZmGZprzwzEjnGo/s1600/imagesCAUMQ8DS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dvdbqUW1mGJV9bpGySK8nKYhLRdRDrIjfPhNwLMV8WNQmwwAJLKasgN_YmwneoqGfh3fvntju3Ek7hUiTNmehyVoGDyykXHSto_J0fenfC4iafi8hbi-gUcxX4qj6ZmGZprzwzEjnGo/s1600/imagesCAUMQ8DS.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sou eu, és tu. Amigos de infância, amigos agora e esperemos amigos aos 80.</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-61652083444360960362011-05-01T16:10:00.000-07:002011-05-01T16:10:41.602-07:00<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuwx9fpntNqxgVH_vKXvvpCkXqhL-HlYH8yIz3qVTV2-je9ehpMfoaotqW9A5XrEN3VMXtRuRYUR9kcdkcUkPMDjQNHJrmGXS17ctlwZ4K-pqJd5mWOkWo_sy2smdhMKpcbH5O2hKffA/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuwx9fpntNqxgVH_vKXvvpCkXqhL-HlYH8yIz3qVTV2-je9ehpMfoaotqW9A5XrEN3VMXtRuRYUR9kcdkcUkPMDjQNHJrmGXS17ctlwZ4K-pqJd5mWOkWo_sy2smdhMKpcbH5O2hKffA/s200/images.jpg" width="200" /></a>Final: Jogamos, perdemos. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Resultado: uma medalha de prata.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Sentimento imediato: Desgosto</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Afinal, as finais não são para jogar são para ganhar.</div>Sentimento (pós): Orgulho.<br />
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ATÉ MORRER SPORTING ALLEZ!Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-53691337201975881942011-04-30T14:09:00.000-07:002011-04-30T14:57:52.490-07:00<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1zzPkg-KZ1Zf59hoKiJL3ekc99ucc9VbIutTkWch_FuTTMviKmZwfRsgG4EE6pozMxCFVKX8FyFIk_TzB2-LTy4_iQW5ahh-LlVmfyQr4P_5faNdRxXtG6uxTMjE-FF5Kz9tBtCz87e8/s1600/.12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1zzPkg-KZ1Zf59hoKiJL3ekc99ucc9VbIutTkWch_FuTTMviKmZwfRsgG4EE6pozMxCFVKX8FyFIk_TzB2-LTy4_iQW5ahh-LlVmfyQr4P_5faNdRxXtG6uxTMjE-FF5Kz9tBtCz87e8/s1600/.12.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><span style="color: black; font-size: small;">«O Mundo sabe que <br />
Pelo teu amor, eu sou doente <br />
Farei o meu melhor <br />
Para te ver sempre na frente <br />
Irei onde o coração me levar <br />
E sem receio... <br />
Farei... o que puder <br />
Pelo meu <em>Sporting</em> <br />
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<personname productid="La La La" w:st="on">La La La</personname> La »</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"><em>Juve Leo</em></span></span></b></div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-15893081809956247322011-04-30T10:15:00.000-07:002011-04-30T10:16:18.449-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAuBWW_Lh2_CXBbYb2OOGHuR0I30s_hashWGffvzn3pZAVYG17OQLclCUkhvT0TQpOHX9xusP2pc8LthFCabNDYFnWtMH_1fClR46oCrqdj-WVZvTiROMSaWcfHx5-X2dhZky5qM2OhBQ/s1600/imagesCAF19GZD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAuBWW_Lh2_CXBbYb2OOGHuR0I30s_hashWGffvzn3pZAVYG17OQLclCUkhvT0TQpOHX9xusP2pc8LthFCabNDYFnWtMH_1fClR46oCrqdj-WVZvTiROMSaWcfHx5-X2dhZky5qM2OhBQ/s320/imagesCAF19GZD.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: center;">«You and me, we used to be together, everyday together ALWAYS</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: center;">I really feel, that I'm losing my best friend, I can't belive this could be the end</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: center;">It looks as though you're letting go, and if it's real...»</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: right;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">No Doubt</span></em></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></em>Well, I would like to know...</div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"></div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-41524990625086884532011-04-29T15:00:00.000-07:002011-04-29T15:00:00.772-07:00<em>As I live each day, may I do my part</em><br />
<em>To make one difference, to touch one heart</em><br />
<em>And through each day may it be my goal</em><br />
<em>To encourage one mind and inspire one soul.</em><br />
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two years have gone by and I still miss you.<br />
rest in peace granny.<br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: xx-small;"><strike>with love, Fiona.</strike></span></div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-90118908356348653902011-04-28T15:52:00.000-07:002011-04-29T04:29:13.165-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUAqiFPzUkXhD1cOw2f3Er46MKnGIrYpH3jUzDVmQ4bVFPA7gonAGiRLqBdr8iuagOzlMW7ty6Pz8RDsJBDg6MANQ7XoaGcI9j8JrjwR-tjEzwxEZ8EFCI2xtaLrztS5IvM9DottF6eQU/s1600/imagesCA0S38SR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUAqiFPzUkXhD1cOw2f3Er46MKnGIrYpH3jUzDVmQ4bVFPA7gonAGiRLqBdr8iuagOzlMW7ty6Pz8RDsJBDg6MANQ7XoaGcI9j8JrjwR-tjEzwxEZ8EFCI2xtaLrztS5IvM9DottF6eQU/s320/imagesCA0S38SR.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>I wish that someday you would actually see me when you look at me.</em></div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-17409544715417031412011-04-27T15:05:00.000-07:002011-04-29T04:30:01.068-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFlLGjJFjhJfDZhxvs_et8Ksp_sYel89oDEagVMfIPzPYydyCe7NY59si5hJEUO6vpdvTBqNsfd2RhNqWc2KAir5-itx2Xqy3Ei8ZJKy71LbtIeNhuMza1oQ_07UkjprLXrufqxOhJuaE/s1600/tumblr_lis0lzKoBG1qi0ecko1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFlLGjJFjhJfDZhxvs_et8Ksp_sYel89oDEagVMfIPzPYydyCe7NY59si5hJEUO6vpdvTBqNsfd2RhNqWc2KAir5-itx2Xqy3Ei8ZJKy71LbtIeNhuMza1oQ_07UkjprLXrufqxOhJuaE/s320/tumblr_lis0lzKoBG1qi0ecko1_500_thumb.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Someone once told me that a place is only as good as the people you know in it,</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">it's true, the more people you know and like at a place the more you like it.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">I live here, in Portugal, I know lots of people over here so I feel at home.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">But there's always Ireland, here I know a few people but I just like everyone there, they are mostly all generous and kind and I also feel at home.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I guess I'm pretty lucky, I get to feel at home in booth palces but recently I don't feel as good over here and I just want to go home, I just want to go to Ireland.</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-65069063525047690062011-04-23T15:24:00.000-07:002011-04-29T04:30:01.068-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzAVNG9wwPAPd_7dPAZfNsMj3rfTYXuLLeUvhK8MW-DcSDPPJYDBu9GdxRK5vbS9wKISvbCBq2Oh8bCzpjAEqEZz4JuOnraihwTNljxiRWI96Dg4C5OJTRbJti5zHpqT2PRtfk7YPNFjQ/s1600/imagesCAKMN0QW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="234" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzAVNG9wwPAPd_7dPAZfNsMj3rfTYXuLLeUvhK8MW-DcSDPPJYDBu9GdxRK5vbS9wKISvbCBq2Oh8bCzpjAEqEZz4JuOnraihwTNljxiRWI96Dg4C5OJTRbJti5zHpqT2PRtfk7YPNFjQ/s320/imagesCAKMN0QW.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">There is something about you that makes me all childish inside.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Guess what I foind out, I get a little bit childish when I like someone.</div><div style="text-align: center;">So...</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-87180384470696251342011-04-20T15:00:00.000-07:002011-04-20T15:00:41.447-07:00<div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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<span style="font-size: large;">e... HALA MADRID! </span>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-74615612354913170892011-04-19T14:40:00.000-07:002011-04-29T04:30:01.069-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQyA6gJmwvTF3LKtT0tWSIjJOr_X4RFTcIjJJldRDq__R0vTbph9NQH1QuLSRIrm93U1Ncv15d3ic_Yob6KYq35YjZcPIDX6aXVIE_NCYHcQNOmDwBgl5JqC4yk80jSgrg18eU0aq3W4A/s1600/tumblr_l95de2oGHA1qzti9po1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQyA6gJmwvTF3LKtT0tWSIjJOr_X4RFTcIjJJldRDq__R0vTbph9NQH1QuLSRIrm93U1Ncv15d3ic_Yob6KYq35YjZcPIDX6aXVIE_NCYHcQNOmDwBgl5JqC4yk80jSgrg18eU0aq3W4A/s320/tumblr_l95de2oGHA1qzti9po1_500_thumb.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">People always saw that the best years of their life were when they were in high school and in college,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know yet about college but high school does <strong>not</strong> go in my 'best years' anyway.</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-33899091559617563132011-04-18T16:04:00.000-07:002011-04-29T04:30:01.070-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja7RzgbiSqk8_6GTuXo5DmlxvDQzlTu9OLEgL4yioZyYbyWLaCzKUGVoRHpxZAyzI2haAT8Poj2n2qOkjUyF1NWwQnysz5aTI4iwf7_NPjJCFkSbk-f06Jz0pH3IIqJ0bVBEWxyYB3VNE/s1600/imagesCAI4R1ZY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja7RzgbiSqk8_6GTuXo5DmlxvDQzlTu9OLEgL4yioZyYbyWLaCzKUGVoRHpxZAyzI2haAT8Poj2n2qOkjUyF1NWwQnysz5aTI4iwf7_NPjJCFkSbk-f06Jz0pH3IIqJ0bVBEWxyYB3VNE/s1600/imagesCAI4R1ZY.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center">I love being a farm girl.</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-65924987966996178372011-04-17T16:01:00.000-07:002011-04-17T16:01:59.244-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgffN2ICMzG-mxll1H8ucpcKmHGyxHjzt1cI8qmjd5FSDdbnr5v2s4ee_umQ4izFcTz7N8J1LqymKRNesuaJWLZrkGo7k2mgkvgR_F4Tl1SHWLPnF0ddTr6f9hjEdxfvLYEO9MYxEqpAv4/s1600/tumblr_lgilg2Z7ke1qc2engo1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgffN2ICMzG-mxll1H8ucpcKmHGyxHjzt1cI8qmjd5FSDdbnr5v2s4ee_umQ4izFcTz7N8J1LqymKRNesuaJWLZrkGo7k2mgkvgR_F4Tl1SHWLPnF0ddTr6f9hjEdxfvLYEO9MYxEqpAv4/s320/tumblr_lgilg2Z7ke1qc2engo1_500_thumb.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Adoro a noite iluminada pela lua, então quando são noite quentes de Verão...</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-70348043021260175532011-04-16T03:05:00.000-07:002011-04-16T03:05:09.752-07:00«Se não tu, então quem?<br />
Se não agora, então quando?<br />
Se não desta maneira, então como?»<br />
<div align="right"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Dan Brown</span></em></div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-12006928199966671672011-04-14T14:22:00.000-07:002011-04-14T14:22:55.832-07:00«Se a vida te negar um sonho, mostra-lhe que és forte o suficiente para lhe negar uma lágrima.<br />
Sorri, sorri sempre mesmo que o teu sorriso seja triste... Porque mais vale um sorriso triste do que a tristeza de não te ver sorrir.<br />
Por vezes deixamos passar os dias, porque não temos tempo para dedicar a quem gostamos.<br />
Depois de um dia para o outro, o tempo leva nos para outro lugar e aí é tarde para voltar atrás.<br />
Obrigada por ontem, hoje e amanhã e que consigas arranjar tempo para dizer que os bons amigos nunca se esqueçem.<br />
Beijos.»<br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><em>Mensagem da minha madrinha.<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">(soube mesmo bem ler estas palavras.)</span></em></div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-50837717468661902302011-04-13T14:13:00.000-07:002011-04-13T14:13:04.713-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOfTBdR8pG7g5xFiHHTaE2PSq4l86lSlfY39KVhAitjU977yq8buGSGaWNxdVd_LH72bBOOSyog8pDjZYfgPhhcvbzQUScSE9c28HKEAtAT7hb98n66rkajS8xlV80juKC2Zsm5pVvp94/s1600/tumblr_lh8djzcK951qcpxm0o1_500_thumb.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOfTBdR8pG7g5xFiHHTaE2PSq4l86lSlfY39KVhAitjU977yq8buGSGaWNxdVd_LH72bBOOSyog8pDjZYfgPhhcvbzQUScSE9c28HKEAtAT7hb98n66rkajS8xlV80juKC2Zsm5pVvp94/s320/tumblr_lh8djzcK951qcpxm0o1_500_thumb.png" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Algum dia ganho coragem e digo-te como tu me fazes sentir.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><em> (T)</em></span></div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-54866834787634876922011-04-13T05:05:00.000-07:002011-04-13T05:05:51.573-07:00<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhboVOntKSwmhf1-jx7dzzGliCQ1kPHDIZ7_In_msUvrvBpXQdAL2UsQrt1YKtInzDY9KeiYbNT3ShH4bw8cnfDAE15aWiyUpRjgrlY7OoWDy9ngxtwJnvjjFiO4BNFTkIxGTbfau7e2PU/s1600/tumblr_lided2SI2p1qh7tl9o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhboVOntKSwmhf1-jx7dzzGliCQ1kPHDIZ7_In_msUvrvBpXQdAL2UsQrt1YKtInzDY9KeiYbNT3ShH4bw8cnfDAE15aWiyUpRjgrlY7OoWDy9ngxtwJnvjjFiO4BNFTkIxGTbfau7e2PU/s1600/tumblr_lided2SI2p1qh7tl9o1_500_thumb.jpg" /></a>Adoro as velhas conversas, estaremos a falar sobre nada.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Estaremos todas juntas a falar sobre os velhos tempos em que eramos um grupo de amigas.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Um grupo de pitas histéricas e irritantes com manias. Amigas que juravam ser amigas para sempre.</div>Eu sinto essa promessa, nós <strong>somos</strong> amigas.<br />
Seremos amigas <em>para sempre. </em>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-906075013626185272.post-76161517985638927992011-04-11T14:19:00.000-07:002011-04-11T14:19:31.214-07:00<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisPHyvSzsGKBNk1WVES2_5kKhc4hyyfz3giMdFH0kLiMBHcUrDvOjp8ikrUIp2PdTAH368kRKXnC3VczBZb_fS3_-CpQZlEtnJqLHCYlQUyntidngFQMiETvap-RENAAW2b8-82zkCKU0/s1600/imagesCAE35WL9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisPHyvSzsGKBNk1WVES2_5kKhc4hyyfz3giMdFH0kLiMBHcUrDvOjp8ikrUIp2PdTAH368kRKXnC3VczBZb_fS3_-CpQZlEtnJqLHCYlQUyntidngFQMiETvap-RENAAW2b8-82zkCKU0/s200/imagesCAE35WL9.jpg" width="149" /></a>Gostava só que me tivesses perguntado, mesmo sabendo que a resposta seria negativa.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Podias ter perguntado, nem imaginas a diferença que faria.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Mas da próxima vez já não valerá a pena.</div>Filipa Mendeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06576244913706030982noreply@blogger.com1