<?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-6185111767865330143</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:05:46.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best moments</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>maah e paulety</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13924501686588697765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185111767865330143.post-4374553415864034525</id><published>2008-11-13T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:37:52.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim de ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRwcViJR0RI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d_z9ReClSSc/s1600-h/zanessa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268116820385190162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRwcViJR0RI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d_z9ReClSSc/s320/zanessa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oba!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Até que enfim já está acabando o ano, e as férias também já estão chegando!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Adivinhe o que eu vou fazer nas férias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Vou viajar para o Rio de Janeiro, em Angra dos Reis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Agora adivinhe com quem eu vou? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Com o Edu, a Melissa e o Diego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Estou super feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que esta história acabou bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Edu ♥ Luisa e Diego ♥ Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bjinhosss!!!! e até a próxima...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6185111767865330143-4374553415864034525?l=superbestmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4374553415864034525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6185111767865330143&amp;postID=4374553415864034525' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/4374553415864034525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/4374553415864034525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/fim-de-ano.html' title='Fim de ano'/><author><name>maah e paulety</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13924501686588697765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRwcViJR0RI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d_z9ReClSSc/s72-c/zanessa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185111767865330143.post-2663204687197460992</id><published>2008-11-13T02:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:39:08.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconciliação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRwctYyAJ-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DsXEEsT2jNQ/s1600-h/zane-tbhba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268117230188505058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRwctYyAJ-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DsXEEsT2jNQ/s320/zane-tbhba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ontem foi mágico tudo que eu sempre sonhei...&lt;br /&gt;Ele disse que já sabia que eu gostava dele, e que acontecia o mesmo com ele a muito tempo. Estávamos assistindo a um filme super engraçado, uma comédia romântica, ele pegou na minha mão e meu coração disparou, depois de alguns segundos... ele me beijou! ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A sessão terminou, e nós ficamos super felizes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mudando de assunto... Ontem na escola também se formou outro casal, a Melissa e o Diego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pedi desculpas para ela, e ela aceitou, dizendo que também teve uma parcela de culpa, e disse que isso teve um lado bom, pois as duas acabaram encontrando seu amor. s2&lt;/span&gt;&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/6185111767865330143-2663204687197460992?l=superbestmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2663204687197460992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6185111767865330143&amp;postID=2663204687197460992' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/2663204687197460992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/2663204687197460992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/ontem-foi-mgico-tudo-que-eu-sempre.html' title='Reconciliação'/><author><name>maah e paulety</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13924501686588697765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRwctYyAJ-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DsXEEsT2jNQ/s72-c/zane-tbhba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185111767865330143.post-5682247067685217498</id><published>2008-11-13T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:30:29.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acordando para realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRwd3UazLWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OsucntBbJmA/s1600-h/705903101_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268118500327763298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRwd3UazLWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OsucntBbJmA/s320/705903101_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Semana passada estava em época de prova, não deu para postar, mas vou contar tudinho!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A Melissa está começando a gostar do Diego, também ele não parou de secar ela, normal coisa típica dele. Mas o melhor vem agora, vocês não sabem o que o Edu fez... me chamou para sair, vamos ao ciema hoje. Estou super anciosa, e fiquei pensando que a Melissa tinha alguma coisa a ver nessa história, afinal sem ela, ele nunca ia saber de nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tenho que pedir desculpas a ela, e acima de tudo, consertar o que eu fiz. Mas eles até que formam um casal bonitinho!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hahahahahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&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/6185111767865330143-5682247067685217498?l=superbestmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5682247067685217498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6185111767865330143&amp;postID=5682247067685217498' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/5682247067685217498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/5682247067685217498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/semana-passada-estava-em-poca-de-prova.html' title='Acordando para realidade'/><author><name>maah e paulety</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13924501686588697765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRwd3UazLWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OsucntBbJmA/s72-c/705903101_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185111767865330143.post-7270219849029493950</id><published>2008-11-12T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:12:30.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vingança</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ontem aconteceu tanta coisa q eu nem tive tempo para começar a guerra com a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melissa, mas não tem problema. Cheguei na escola e dei de cara com ela, passei reto... isso partiu meu coração, mas não tive piedade. E hoje retribui o "favor" que ela me fez contei para o Diego que ela gosta dele, é tudo mentira, mas é só para ela ver como é gostoso!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Depois que ela descobriu o que eu tinha feito ela brigou muito comigo, e disse que agora o Diego está enchendo o saco dela, (até que minha estratégia funcionou, rs). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6185111767865330143-7270219849029493950?l=superbestmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7270219849029493950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6185111767865330143&amp;postID=7270219849029493950' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/7270219849029493950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/7270219849029493950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/ontem-aconteceu-tanta-coisa-q-eu-nem.html' title='A vingança'/><author><name>maah e paulety</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13924501686588697765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185111767865330143.post-4886103265845445767</id><published>2008-11-11T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:03:59.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da briga para a paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hoje é um novo dia, e estou pronta para começar a guerra, mas antes eu tenho que conversar com a minha irmã! Ela quer que eu vá até a lavanderia para buscar o vestido dela para a festa da Laila (sua melhor amiga ). E vocês ñ sabem o que aconteceu... eu quase fui atropelada, mas por sorte, o Edu estava passando e me salvou... por um instante eu congelei, estava com muita vergonha e não sabia o que fazer, nós conversamos e ele fingiu não saber de nada depois me perguntou se eu estava bem, então eu disse que estava doendo o meu braço, mas que não era nada, porém ele insistiu em me levar ao hospital. Quando chegamos lá tive que tomar uma injeção anti-inflamatória, mas nem a injeção me deixou tão nervosa quanto ele ter me salvado, além disso tive que enfaixar o braço. Depois ele me levou até em casa... e fiquei pensando se não fosse a minha irmã nada disso teria acontecido, então mesmo não querendo tenho que agradecer a ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6185111767865330143-4886103265845445767?l=superbestmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4886103265845445767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6185111767865330143&amp;postID=4886103265845445767' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/4886103265845445767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/4886103265845445767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hoje-um-novo-dia-e-estou-pronta-para.html' title='Da briga para a paixão'/><author><name>maah e paulety</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13924501686588697765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6185111767865330143.post-3983984268211142673</id><published>2008-11-06T04:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:35:30.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A guerra oculta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRl3Fj4L6UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1emqnL0pxSE/s1600-h/blog+da+mah+e+da+pah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267372176600459586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRl3Fj4L6UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1emqnL0pxSE/s320/blog+da+mah+e+da+pah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi! Meu nome é Luísa, estou escrevendo porque ñ quero mais ser a bobinha que todo mundo pensa. Tenho 14 anos e estou na oitava série. Sou morena de olhos azuis, sou baixinha, e por isso todo mundo acha que sou um bebê e querem controlar a minha vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moro num apartamento com meus pais e minha irmã mais velha, que é um saco não aguento mais ela na minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Passo por cada uma... se você soubesse não ia acreditar! Hoje descobri, que a minha melhor amiga contou para o Edu (o menino mais popular e lindo do colégio) , que eu amo ele, se fosse outro segredo não me importaria tanto, mas esse foi a morte pra mim e pra ela, pois agora vai começar uma guerra sem que ela saiba!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/6185111767865330143-3983984268211142673?l=superbestmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3983984268211142673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6185111767865330143&amp;postID=3983984268211142673' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/3983984268211142673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6185111767865330143/posts/default/3983984268211142673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbestmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/lalalalalala.html' title='A guerra oculta'/><author><name>maah e paulety</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13924501686588697765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5LK5DK21jjI/SRl3Fj4L6UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1emqnL0pxSE/s72-c/blog+da+mah+e+da+pah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
