...humm..lendo meus mails..hehe...

estava lendo meus mails agora..e entre as felicitações..olha o que achei!!!.. :D

Redação - Vestibular
Veja só o que os vestibulandos foram capazes de escrever na prova de redação da UFMG, dado o tema: "A TV forma, informa ou deforma?"
A seleção foi feita pelo professor José Roberto Mathias.

1. A TV possui um grau elevadíssimo de informações que nos enriquece de uma maneira pobre, pois nós se tornamos uns viciados deste veículo de comunicação. (hmm...)

2. A TV no entanto é um consumo que devemos consumir para nossa formação, informação e deformação. (fantástica !!!!!!)

3. A TV se estiver ligada pode formar uma série de imagens, já desligada não...(ahhh bom; uma frase sobrenatural.)

4. A TV deforma não só os sofás por motivo da pessoa ficar bastante tempo intertida como também as vista...(sem comentários...)

5. A televisão passa para as pessoas que a vida é um conto de fábulas e com isso fabrica muitas cabeças................(como é que é ?????!!!!!)

6. Sempre ou quase sempre a TV está mais perto denosco ..(???) fazendo com que o telespectador solte o seu lado obscuro... (esta é imbatível.)

7. A TV deforma a coluna, os músculos e o organismo em geral.(é praticamente uma tortura !!!)

8. A televisão é um meio de comunicação, audição e porque não dizer de locomoção. (tudo a ver !!!)

9. A TV é o oxigênio que forma nossas idéias. (sem ela este indivíduo não pode viver...)

10. ... por isso é que podemos dizer que esse meio de transporte é capaz de informar e deformar os homens... (nunca tentei dirigir uma TV)

11. A TV ezerce (aaaaahhhhhh) poder, levando informações diárias e porque não dizer horárias.(esse é humorista, além de tudo)

12. E Nós estamos nos diluindo a cada dia e não se pode dizer que a TV não tem nada a ver com isso...(hein ????????)

13. A televisão leva fatos a trilhares de pessoas... (é muita gente isso, hein ?!)

14. A TV acomoda aos teles inspectadores...(nnnnnooooosssssaaaaa!!!)

15. A informação fornecida pela TV é pacífica de falhas... (vixe!...)

16. A televisão pode ser definida como uma faca de trez gumes. Ela tanto pode formar, como informar, como deformar (sen-sa-ci-o-nal!!!!!)

wow!


outra..essa é legal tbm..rita lee..

Mulheres na visão da Rita Lee

Por mim, acho que só as mulheres podem desarmar a sociedade, até porque elas são desarmadas pela própria natureza: nascem sem pênis, sem o poder fálico da penetração e do estupro, tão bem representado por pistolas, revólveres, flechas, espadas. Ninguém lhe dá, na primeira infância, um fuzil de plástico, como fazem os meninos, para fortalecer sua virilidade e violência. As mulheres detestam o sangue, até mesmo porque têm que derramá-lo na menstruação ou no parto. Odeiam as guerras, os exércitos regulares ou as gangues urbanas, porque lhes tiram os filhos de sua convivência e os colocam na marginalidade, na insegurança e na violência. É preciso voltar os olhos para a população feminina como a grande articuladora da paz. E para começar, queremos pregar o respeito ao corpo da mulher. Respeito às suas pernas que têm varizes porque carregam latas d'água e trouxas de roupa. Respeito aos seus seios que perderam a firmeza porque amamentaram seus filhos ao longo dos anos. Respeito ao seu dorso que engrossou, porque elas carregam o país nas costas. São as mulheres que irão impor um adeus às armas, quando forem ouvidas e valorizadas e puderem fazer prevalecer a ternura de suas mentes e a doçura de seus corações.
Nem toda feiticeira é corcunda. Nem toda brasileira é só bunda.



valeu maurício!! meu eterno partner nas madrugadas na internet..
xii..tem tudo..muita informação e humor.. além dos files com gravações de locuções..
que vozzzzzzzzz.. ;)

Dear TANIA I have found something that I thought was perfect for you.

May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine upon your face.
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
May God grant you many years to live,
for sure he must be knowing the earth has angels
all too few and heaven is overflowing.
May you be in Heaven half an hour before the devil knows you're dead...

Have a great Birthday
Love always
AFSAR ALI.


thanx a lot buddy..amazing wishes..and i really loved the part abt heaven..
im trying to copy more messages..but many of them has drawing..in a kind that is not possible to copy here..

year after year..when my birthday comes..god send me specials presents..like the presence of ma friends..
it was an amazing day..ma real friends made me a surprise..they took me to dance and we had so much fun!! thanx a lot luciana and luana!! e aiiimmmmmmmmm ;P..i lov u sooo much girls!! our friendship is forever..

is there anything better than be loved by our friends?? :)

Deus abençoe todos os meus amigos!!
Allah Hafiz ..for u all!!

the game is over...u won maddy...

happY birthday!

the stars are shining for u...

I just want you to know who I am...

when everything's made to be broken..

'cause I don't think that they'd understand..

and I don't want the world to see me..

i just don't want to miss you tonight...

'cause sooner or later it's over...

and all I can breathe is your life..

and all I can taste is this moment..

and I don't want to go home right now.. but i have to...

you are the closest to heaven that I'll ever be..

'cause I know that you feel me somehow..

and I'd give up forever to touch you....

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hey man..r u sick?? just stop! shes dead!!!!
so what? im hungry.

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nothing survives without to live on something..
even a person..even a feeling...
and u..who was feeling this pain for so long..dont mind..
nothing is forever...
and these dark times will pass..anyway...
i wish u luck..i wish u happiness..i wish u so many sunny days..
shine forever babez..
face that u r the most important person for urself..
and dont be afraid..
this is just the middle..
of the way.........................
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time is the best solution for everything...

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...shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine!!!!!!!!!!!...

hey..wot are u doing sweetheart? i know red is a beautiful color but..
nobody really cares abt it..
all they want is ur light..not ur blood..
dont turn it off then..but never give them another chance.........
cheerz ;)

a snake was always trying to hunt a glow-worn..someday..seeing that was no hope..and that snake would catch him..the glow-worn said:
"ok..look..i know im not on ur foods list and u wanna eat me or just kill me now...can i ask u y??" and the snake answered: "becoz u shiiiiiiiiiine.."
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walking around i hear the sounds of the earth seeking relief..
i'm trying to find a reason to live..
but the mindless clutter my path..
oh these thorns in my side..oh these thorns in my side....
i know i have something free..
i have something so alive..
i think they shoot 'cause they want it..
i think they shoot 'cause they want it..
i think they shoot 'cause they want iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!!!!...

i feel forces all around me come on raise your head..
those who hide behind the shadows live with all that's dead..

look at me!..look at me!..look at meee!!
at least look at me when you shoot a bullet
through my head!
through my head!
through my head!

in my lifetime when i'm disgraced..jealousy and lies..
i laugh aloud 'cause my life has gotten inside someone else's mind..

look at me!!!...look at mee!!..look at meeeeeeeee!!!!!!!..
at least look at me when you shoot a bullet
through my head!
through my head!
through my heeeeeaaaaaad!

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hey all I want is what's real
something i touch and can feel
i'll hold it close and never let it go
say why...why do we live this life..with all this hate inside
i'll give it away 'cause i dont want it no more
please i dont need ur help to find a place..
somewhere far away, yes..................
i'll go and you'll never see me again...


bullets - creed >> http://radio.terra.com.br/busca/musicas.php?musica=Bullets

And I'd give up forever to touch you'
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You are the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life'
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me'
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just wanted you to know who I am.....

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me'
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken...then........
I dont care if you know who I am.................

iris - goo goo dolls

every time..every where..someone is playing a game...just trust on urself..nobody can catch u..just if u allow.......................

enooooooooooooouuuuuuughhhhhhh!! shut uuuuuuuuup! i wont kill maself..and thinking better..ill die another day.. :P

hey guys..wait for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee........
im baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaackkkkkkkkkkk!!!

but..maybe u r afraid..ow..dont worry..u can try this..it will take some time but at least u will be in contact with nature..

from dust u came and to dust u will return.. :D

wooooowww..this is sooo cute naa?? and sexy..wear a nice dress..make u up..and seat in a kool place..

maybe they will want to take a pic from u later.. ;)

u can try this..but..hmm..plz..say sorry becoz u will let a big mess..weeewww

i have the solution..ladies and gentleman..i present u..this! thas perfect! so clean and silentious..
more suggestions?? well..

do u hav problems?? are u desperate?? dont lose ur hope...

the answer to ur prayers is here..

hahahahaa..u hate this place?? awwww..poor girl..hehe..ill find a solution for ya..
look..:P

why did u bring me here?!?
i didnt..u did
but i haaaaaate this place!!!

row, row, row ur boat
gently down the stream
marilyn, marilyn, marilyn, marilyn (!)
life is just a dream..

Andrea Zanini *1975 †2005
causa mortis: brain cancer
..she was in good condictions when suddenly she started to feel so much headache..and in 15 days...she was gone..
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Claudia is alive..is getting better even that the doctors couldnt take all the cancer wot started in her large intestine..but they dont know till when..
wot we see is..our family has a cancer medical record..
first aunt Judith..stomach cancer..then..uncles Doca and Cid..lung cancer..then cousin Claudia..alive..intestine cancer..and now..
Andrea...............................

still in a letargic state..u are just ashes inside of u..at this time u find some people..who never really talked with u before..and then..seeing and feeling ur pain..they come to share their dreams with u..
keep those people who from now on u will call true friends..if they are with u when u are down..they will be with u forever..
life is beautiful..but when u are out of the reality..u cant see..use ur true friends eyes to awake..even slowly..and survive

Ser Feliz!

Posso ter defeitos, viver ansioso e ficar irritado algumas vezes, mas não esqueço de que minha vida é a maior empresa do mundo. E que posso evitar que ela vá à falência. Ser feliz é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apesar de todos os desafios incompreensíveis e permodos de crise. Ser feliz é deixar de ser vítima dos problemas e se tornar um autor da própria história. E atravessar desertos fora de si, mas ser capaz de encontrar um oasis no interior da sua alma..E agradecer a Deus a cada manhã pelo milagre da vida. Ser feliz é não ter medo dos próprios sentimentos. E saber falar de si mesmo. E ter coragem para ouvir um "não". E ter segurança para receber uma crítica, mesmo que injusta.
Pedras no caminho? Guardo todas, um dia vou construir um castelo...
- Fernando Pessoa -

Uma excelente semana pra você também Marcello!!! :)

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ok..someone left me a comment asking wot means this..im gonna try to translate..
who wrote this was Fernando Pessoa..ma favorite..he was born in 1888, Lisbon - Portugal..
at 1894 he started to write with another name for the first time ..Chevalier de Pas..and at 1914 he also write with others names..Álvaro de Campos, Ricardo Reis e Alberto Caeiro and ma fav is Álvaro de Campos..he wrote in portuguese, english and french..he was one of the best one in his country..and still today..people love wot he wrote..soo much..
he died in 1935..ignored by the most of people..

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Be HappY

I may have many defects, i may live anxious and be irritated some times but i dont forget that my life is the greatest company of the world. And i can avoid that it goes to bankrupt.
Be happy is recognize that is worth living in spite of all incomprehensible challenges and crisis.
Be happy is dont be a victim of the problems but be the author of your own story...and cross the deserts beside urself but beeing able to find an oasis inside your own soul..and each morning be thankfull to God for the miracle of the life..
Be happy is dont be afraid of ur own feelings and know how to talk abt urself..is to have courage to hear a "no"..and be strong to receive a criticism even unfair.
Stones on ma way?? I keep them all....someday im gonna build a castle..
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sorry for ma english :P

what a caterpillar calls the end of the world..the master calls..

butterfly...

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