tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87333546335296369582024-02-07T04:00:01.955+00:00buildings like peopleanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.comBlogger99125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-54267199040019670112010-01-24T02:22:00.002+00:002010-01-24T02:24:29.142+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzN41TN6DbfjjX3GSfUdFsxV6EVPLPuwlQVFPzOX-qZbmduKeLd2k52pb2JE0UpkJqfVua1S5CzyL5v7tNuJgL1GQd8Xgi9CKC3NH-Gd14OcyTDf7TbFJYuOy02WbNqzRQ0yJ4q9_OvNFh/s1600-h/2m8BXUfrij99fqly8mahaPqPo1_500.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 264px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzN41TN6DbfjjX3GSfUdFsxV6EVPLPuwlQVFPzOX-qZbmduKeLd2k52pb2JE0UpkJqfVua1S5CzyL5v7tNuJgL1GQd8Xgi9CKC3NH-Gd14OcyTDf7TbFJYuOy02WbNqzRQ0yJ4q9_OvNFh/s320/2m8BXUfrij99fqly8mahaPqPo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430126201405155122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />i.e. falando da identidadeanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-12389643722191632192009-12-14T00:16:00.002+00:002009-12-14T00:20:30.995+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAfhmQ9FOI2nGiLJjzA6vehQuZRZSuqLSwubFkFCGajIiKDMxXVERwEYDZlH_WacQ2JXKd64ReU71FK4qIjfZcTvKCKkTTRxSUHzSa4pBMX_bkS3X-F7Zn7f0lD6Ybm-iTn-z2fpq2mLt/s1600-h/coelhiunho+rosa.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 217px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAfhmQ9FOI2nGiLJjzA6vehQuZRZSuqLSwubFkFCGajIiKDMxXVERwEYDZlH_WacQ2JXKd64ReU71FK4qIjfZcTvKCKkTTRxSUHzSa4pBMX_bkS3X-F7Zn7f0lD6Ybm-iTn-z2fpq2mLt/s320/coelhiunho+rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414879616465392674" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">imagem fffound</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">é já amanhã!<br />sinto o brilho, já cooreu bem e tudo parece chegar ao fim. </span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-91389742995396828542009-11-28T04:25:00.005+00:002009-11-28T04:54:51.465+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtlTnrsiBCCSEMa5P63oNuIgk8TzqXurVrhqKqwbptH3wUit5oDu89YfNt-EhuOF7ofpunLdCnDBxA9HxnXuShCjSsQ5iLq_o2uX7yNRXxoFkGi7Swlp1xlhj2d5DEZmGXzPIM74eGw19y/s1600/c.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtlTnrsiBCCSEMa5P63oNuIgk8TzqXurVrhqKqwbptH3wUit5oDu89YfNt-EhuOF7ofpunLdCnDBxA9HxnXuShCjSsQ5iLq_o2uX7yNRXxoFkGi7Swlp1xlhj2d5DEZmGXzPIM74eGw19y/s320/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409012905497507266" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Nada do que foi será</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De novo do jeito que já foi</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">um dia</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tudo passa, tudo sempre</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">passará</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A vida vem em ondas,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">como um mar</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Num indo e vindo</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">infinito</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tudo que se vê não é</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Igual ao que a gente viu há</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">um segundo</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tudo muda o tempo todo no</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">mundo</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não adianta fugir</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nem mentir pra si mesmo</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">agora</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Há tanta vida lá fora</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aqui dentro sempre</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Como uma onda no mar"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">| é tão "mm" nós |<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">imagem fffound</span><br /></span></span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-43252797868052158942009-11-25T20:27:00.002+00:002009-11-25T20:31:19.044+00:00pintassilgo...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRybGv3inw68fwDILyfFBpgpRfSKZIQoeRw7jFZ4qlFdtBP2GqSBiFQJoX9ZkXHJmrXh5zxMm63wOhtG1VhD3qGQ2ySh4jb9NamaWdCRZ9B2HKY8p-y0XA2cIwjhxe9UwvLs1AJSjwAq7P/s1600/il_430xN.32194488.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRybGv3inw68fwDILyfFBpgpRfSKZIQoeRw7jFZ4qlFdtBP2GqSBiFQJoX9ZkXHJmrXh5zxMm63wOhtG1VhD3qGQ2ySh4jb9NamaWdCRZ9B2HKY8p-y0XA2cIwjhxe9UwvLs1AJSjwAq7P/s320/il_430xN.32194488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408140853165873634" border="0" /></a>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-25545943745559977472009-11-24T02:43:00.014+00:002009-11-24T03:05:38.583+00:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></span><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAdmin%5CDEFINI%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; 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mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:Kartika;" >Uma história de Sentimentos Contrários</span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:Kartika;" ><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:Kartika;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><u1:p></u1:p>Quando o dia parecia ter acabado, reparaste numa silhueta familiar, e sorriste antes de sequer a identificar.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;">
<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Kartika;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Kartika;" ><u1:p></u1:p>| Algo lhe dizia que era bom |</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;">
<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Kartika;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:black;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><u1:p></u1:p>No instante seguinte pensou que há pessoas que continuam a valer a pena, e que existem olhos perdidos no escuro que ainda brilham quando dizem a sua verdade. </span><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" >Depois da vontade de voltar a abraçar alguém já desejado longe, ela percebeu que o tempo fora seu conselheiro, independentemente de por ela ter passado sem trazer respostas. </span><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" >Contrariamente ao esperado, a saudade de desdobrar o sentimento, que o tempo foi dobrando em pedacinhos cada vez mais pequenos num recanto qualquer da memória, invadiu-a, fazendo-lhe parecer com existência autónoma de si mesma. A mensagem não tinha um único vinco e haviam coisas que ainda faziam o seu sentido.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;">
<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Kartika;" ><u1:p></u1:p>| Estapafúrdia esta ideia de acreditar que duas pessoas podem errar ao mesmo tempo, e ao mesmo tempo também, efectuarem uma meã culpa em segredo e no entretanto se (re) encontrarem? |</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;">
<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Kartika;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:black;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><u1:p></u1:p>Num cruzamento fechado ela parou para pensar, questionando-se se tudo o que lhe passava pela cabeça era realidade, ou meramente um reflexo daquilo que a sua memória ainda conservava. </span><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" >Recordou novamente o primeiro segundo encontro. Tinha sido ela que com o seu sétimo sentido se fez notar e foi ele que quis por ela ser levado, induzindo-lhe a sua mão. </span><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" >Uns metros trocados e duas frases à frente ficou apenas o melhor de ambos.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;">
<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Kartika;" ><u1:p></u1:p>| Traria consigo essa noite alguma consciência ou representava apenas o desejo reprimido pela distância |</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;">
<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Kartika;color:silver;" ><u1:p></u1:p>Ele esperou por ela no vazio do fim do dia, ela desceu as escadas, degrau a degrau, num compasso de espera em sintonia com o oculto desejo da troca de olhares marcado sem compromisso. </span></span><span style="font-family:Kartika;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-1683004072833737992009-11-21T23:36:00.003+00:002009-11-21T23:39:44.288+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQ0QlEwlrOFzWwu5ra1d5sUqdO2-dZuxG74G5cLzWg6Doj5ezeMU6c-FTrvBAQgp4rr37wjj1oknG_arCax-ZxLWlZc3yOkpZMpMdRgZ51WfnnqDPxo626q2LQLrAAUr780vdaCJLqKhQ/s1600/eu+2.bmp"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQ0QlEwlrOFzWwu5ra1d5sUqdO2-dZuxG74G5cLzWg6Doj5ezeMU6c-FTrvBAQgp4rr37wjj1oknG_arCax-ZxLWlZc3yOkpZMpMdRgZ51WfnnqDPxo626q2LQLrAAUr780vdaCJLqKhQ/s320/eu+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406705741301763666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >So let's sink another drink<br />'Cause it'll give me time to think<br />If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance<br />And I'll be dancin' with myself<br />Oh oh. Dancing a-with myself,<br />Oh, oh, dancing with myself</span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-43562545814273304822009-11-07T05:18:00.004+00:002009-11-09T02:55:50.339+00:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Terá sido o passeio na praia que durou horas a fio sem trocarmos uma palavra.<br />Terá sido quando me chamaste pequena pela primeira vez.<br />Terá sido o momento em que me disseste para não tocar em nada.<br />Terá sido quando voltaste.<br />Terá sido na primeira vez que para mim cozinhaste.<br />Terá sido quando te ofereci a primeira bebida.<br />Terá sido quando discordei da tua opinião.<br />Terá sido naquele fim de tarde em que deitados na relva ouvimos concertos.<br />Terá sido na noite em que me pediste desculpa pela última vez.<br />Terá sido quando me disseste que não pela primeira.<br />Terá sido quando desenhaste um futuro ao dizer seremos nós.<br />Terá sido o momento em que te olhei nos olhos e os vi sorrir pela primeira vez.<br />Terá sido quando me pegaste ao colo pela primeira vez.<br />Terá sido no suor que partilhamos.<br />Terá sido na noite em que tinhas de ter dito fica. </span><br />Não sei.anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-68846571789369970682009-11-01T16:19:00.002+00:002009-11-01T16:22:45.098+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-7x9rGyzAocW1aW60ijJc_T0mNpW9fczwQdoX1TD_-9FLLdxQC7nLlxDtqWYyjgDCbsf7g6fYH0v7-SA9PuV2E4SEaJgc-g7ZV9T9WM-jDjSHbHhHV8mRIW2e5hYk3-zfUxR697XDBgEE/s1600-h/IMAGEM+FINAL.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-7x9rGyzAocW1aW60ijJc_T0mNpW9fczwQdoX1TD_-9FLLdxQC7nLlxDtqWYyjgDCbsf7g6fYH0v7-SA9PuV2E4SEaJgc-g7ZV9T9WM-jDjSHbHhHV8mRIW2e5hYk3-zfUxR697XDBgEE/s320/IMAGEM+FINAL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399171097745223378" border="0" /></a>
<br /><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAdmin%5CDEFINI%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; 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width: 314px; height: 470px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQMngHCutbdGjZAEJI9IgGbi_rYuSjClhvwbK6FFd2rteYbMcyLPXGgu-8WK5D7ccpsNukF6N14fM8oLI5LOAWp2e_1MOtYgTZASxJLTyZUsmAXesDUhdJi16bNgCkDuNEsI5By__U4qIy/s320/3760751216_51b1ca7610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397811549285889218" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><u><a name="3c"><br /></a></u></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Road to Howhere -</span> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">nouvelle vague</span></span></span><br /><br />There's a city in my mind<br />Come along and take that ride<br />And it's all right<br />And it's very far away<br />But it's growing day by day<br />And it's all right<br /><br />Oh we're on a road to nowhere<br />Oh come on inside<br />Taking that ride to nowhere<br />Oh we'll take that ride<br /><br />I'm feeling okay this morning<br />And you know<br />We're on the road to paradise<br />Here we go, here we go<br /><br />We're on a road to nowhere<br />Oh come on inside<br />Taking that ride to nowhere<br />Oh we'll take that ride<br /><br />Maybe you wonder where you are<br />I don't care<br />Oh here is where time is on our side<br />Take you there, take you there<br /><br /></span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-68019835370438123072009-10-26T00:19:00.001+00:002009-10-26T00:21:24.479+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_w-y4TCQ3kUd-BQa38eemiZPbbJ5nhI2YUVAM248vFwfb3l__NOXteou_Tt_uS6zNaWhXaCzuNiwx-U1gQnaO4HQBRhQ5yCQbOMoqS0GDeeOg3J70-BocFhK5LoisqYluP6wknoA5ioaK/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 322px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_w-y4TCQ3kUd-BQa38eemiZPbbJ5nhI2YUVAM248vFwfb3l__NOXteou_Tt_uS6zNaWhXaCzuNiwx-U1gQnaO4HQBRhQ5yCQbOMoqS0GDeeOg3J70-BocFhK5LoisqYluP6wknoA5ioaK/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396696967065039282" border="0" /></a><br /><br />obrigada prin´s!<br /><br />=)anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-73110099103387171262009-10-24T01:35:00.002+01:002009-10-24T01:43:06.177+01:00uma fotografia. fez-me sorrir, fez meu coração murchar e ficar pequenino, emocionou-me e entristeci. já perdi tudo o que nos marcou... mas não esqueci, ainda há dias em que me pergunto porquê.<br /><br />vou-me silenciar e fechar a janela que me trouxe a saudade...anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-85891344021187128012009-10-06T20:02:00.002+01:002009-10-06T20:04:28.350+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9wbxfcgX0e3JCUiSAHcJm-iY7lBE3W9-OmqjZM6cYSsYSfunobEJUIsI1y4MjCF1XNMLotCPbxIWwg-hst1SXKIjqvEJXifFP1_X5fSENGgjH-RCe1kE3HJOxhJnwUMnPZL7vRl91P3uO/s1600-h/voy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 336px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9wbxfcgX0e3JCUiSAHcJm-iY7lBE3W9-OmqjZM6cYSsYSfunobEJUIsI1y4MjCF1XNMLotCPbxIWwg-hst1SXKIjqvEJXifFP1_X5fSENGgjH-RCe1kE3HJOxhJnwUMnPZL7vRl91P3uO/s320/voy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389564528828936930" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;" >BCN</span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-67269832722744947042009-10-06T00:58:00.005+01:002009-10-06T01:28:27.904+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-jRpCEmplhOyu-rVZ-FZBleGwqwMVpLQQHPXwmQhBA92239DDUy6fflFzszNfLctFGd94dE_eFksz2t-GVTMd_deOcILXjypGq4iuwYXckIelybydnS0bhzJX2Gqv-mc89vtIsasdMuBa/s1600-h/DSC03598.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 403px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-jRpCEmplhOyu-rVZ-FZBleGwqwMVpLQQHPXwmQhBA92239DDUy6fflFzszNfLctFGd94dE_eFksz2t-GVTMd_deOcILXjypGq4iuwYXckIelybydnS0bhzJX2Gqv-mc89vtIsasdMuBa/s320/DSC03598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389276493043819698" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lovefool, Cardigans</span></span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-17264463641577746582009-09-26T19:18:00.004+01:002009-09-26T19:23:05.177+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhypghsM1Pk3Eb9RxMgVfNO4JZnawVLa-9B_tMtU5znTrlNPScNdyh5NNJIvU7NhqoJUXhmULZFAiejlFDC1CrYkKo2On4K_gOWhRvPODooJ5Tgu-8iydQxwCCWYoYyGgRGInOenrggc5Nn/s1600-h/3603234152_f2010d75b5.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhypghsM1Pk3Eb9RxMgVfNO4JZnawVLa-9B_tMtU5znTrlNPScNdyh5NNJIvU7NhqoJUXhmULZFAiejlFDC1CrYkKo2On4K_gOWhRvPODooJ5Tgu-8iydQxwCCWYoYyGgRGInOenrggc5Nn/s320/3603234152_f2010d75b5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385842238540548338" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">ffffound</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">um dia alguem me disse: </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"o teu problema é não dares valor a cada centímetro da tua pele"</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span></span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-231481570669223142009-09-26T18:48:00.002+01:002009-09-26T18:50:35.773+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvB-hJWL9fkwn_V2_vtitpi2uLlJ98RNnYIiRurxKJbwP3bYPFqKGJ1XALk-Bg6QsB_m47HP0_Xp8P-wDdHdsv1M1_HnJBzAMmq4OaGCmrCiGboJUxaF26iLo8zgQFVxWAYxCGvJ7hmOPL/s1600-h/155251886_1cc0b9aa0a.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 425px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvB-hJWL9fkwn_V2_vtitpi2uLlJ98RNnYIiRurxKJbwP3bYPFqKGJ1XALk-Bg6QsB_m47HP0_Xp8P-wDdHdsv1M1_HnJBzAMmq4OaGCmrCiGboJUxaF26iLo8zgQFVxWAYxCGvJ7hmOPL/s320/155251886_1cc0b9aa0a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385834560258983106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >| DONE DONE DONE DONE</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE|</span><br />15.Setembro.09anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-34498622015254209762009-08-19T01:37:00.000+01:002009-08-19T01:39:51.753+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG1uXLvsnGbjcYO5nzTl5kjj8rzHqLcr0Y6qZuiX32MGlkdS31ckz3ekcr3rRQQkzMvplePYqiVf8SX6cYOOIC6-uqZ6DFJkDW-NVAIKnQdGZcphpAiEKGK48ruOu63agW4Zu-WugD8Dzn/s1600-h/20080421214330.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG1uXLvsnGbjcYO5nzTl5kjj8rzHqLcr0Y6qZuiX32MGlkdS31ckz3ekcr3rRQQkzMvplePYqiVf8SX6cYOOIC6-uqZ6DFJkDW-NVAIKnQdGZcphpAiEKGK48ruOu63agW4Zu-WugD8Dzn/s320/20080421214330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371467759386494722" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">ffffound</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />é isso!</span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-47366786505141590782009-08-04T02:59:00.013+01:002009-08-04T03:11:17.425+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCRhluDOQlQFzD0lDaJ37oD83f6ElIIRIQcjTill7haNsgtv7wRAjCl1G5yyifXbo-VCyxCzcN0qPHjJ9ckehsc_c3dtgfexB8V5zLGITEiLYq1KM2gjrl2PHxtHUE_l71eaoJNA-6JTrA/s1600-h/photocase4h2nd68d3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCRhluDOQlQFzD0lDaJ37oD83f6ElIIRIQcjTill7haNsgtv7wRAjCl1G5yyifXbo-VCyxCzcN0qPHjJ9ckehsc_c3dtgfexB8V5zLGITEiLYq1KM2gjrl2PHxtHUE_l71eaoJNA-6JTrA/s320/photocase4h2nd68d3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365922746921520882" border="0" /></a><br /><pre><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;" >ffffound</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I'm just a little bit caught in the middle</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | Life is a maze and love is a riddle</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> |<br />I don't know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> |And I don't know why</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Slow it down</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | Make it stop</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | Or else my heart is going to pop</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | 'Cause it's<br />too much</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | Yeah, it's a lot</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | To be something I'm not</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | I'm a fool</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | Out of love</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br />'Cause I just can't get enough</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I'm just a little girl lost in the moment</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | I'm so scared but I don't show it</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br />I can't figure it out</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | It's bringing me down I know</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | I've got to let it go</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> |<br />And just enjoy the show</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The sun is hot</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | In the sky</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | Just like a giant spotlight</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> |<br />The people follow the sign</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | And synchronize in time</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | It's a joke</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> |<br />Nobody knows</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | They've got a ticket to that show</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Just enjoy the show</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | Yeah</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | dum de dum</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | dudum de dum</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I want my money back</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | I want my money back</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> | I want my money back</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> |<br />Just enjoy the show</span><br /></span><br /><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" >| agradeço-te a </span><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" >Lenka</span><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" > :) |</span><br /></pre>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-57266722973233049932009-08-01T22:54:00.009+01:002009-08-01T23:03:57.184+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyfgi0QFWthsizpF73nzQheKVSn0Q5sdY7sW1Tt1OIxO3DZRjLVWkGP0gHht-KpGmXU1fQxPznTS18zqvxsgXP4C_wlPAY86prDXyDUYwncfFOwJDfP9lxHxZnr0mIB1oCvQBfDasC_UbT/s1600-h/le-m%C3%A9pris.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 322px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyfgi0QFWthsizpF73nzQheKVSn0Q5sdY7sW1Tt1OIxO3DZRjLVWkGP0gHht-KpGmXU1fQxPznTS18zqvxsgXP4C_wlPAY86prDXyDUYwncfFOwJDfP9lxHxZnr0mIB1oCvQBfDasC_UbT/s320/le-m%C3%A9pris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365117260761935282" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">et chasser la betise</span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-26829992061119811922009-07-28T20:38:00.002+01:002009-07-28T20:44:25.133+01:00<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAdmin%5CDEFINI%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:595.3pt 841.9pt; margin:70.85pt 73.3pt 70.85pt 3.0cm; mso-header-margin:35.4pt; mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Acabadinha de chegar depois de mais um dia daqueles e de ouvir a prova oral na antena 3. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Pois é… e muito eu me riu a ouvi-la… mas hoje, e não posso dizer que é “por estranho que pareça”, fiquei a pensar no “tema”.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Falava-se de stand-up comedy, e um dos convidados era aquele rapazito que todos lembramos do Good morning Vietnam. Muito se discutia sobre as formas de fazer rir e sobre politica, até que ele refere Charles Chaplin e a forma como ele se intitulava de palhaço… dessa forma ele próprio se auto designou de parvo e, de acordo com digníssimo estatuto tudo poderia dizer! Até aqui, óptimo! Acho tudo muito bem e que haja espaço para os diferentes tipos de comédia!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:78%;">MAS, posto isto, e de acordo com muito boa coisa que muito boa gente pensa, diz e faz me questiono: basta designar-me de parva para tudo ser permitido? </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Parece-me que sim…pelo menos pelo que me tenho andado a aperceber…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Contudo, efectivamente parece-me algo injusto, apesar de mais “prático” para muitos também. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Passo a explicar, “Parvo” passa a ser desculpa para todos os erros, porque se é “simplesmente parvo!!! Hahaha”. E com isso o que ganham os segundos “parvos” que aturam os primeiros “Engraçadinhos”??? Nada, rien! E porquê? Porque eles são só parvos… E porquê? Porque sim, claro está! </span><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Posto isto pergunto-me: andaremos todos a rirmo-nos a torto e a direito, e Eu gosto muito de me rir, mesmo! Juro!!!, ou serei eu que não tenho vocação para parva?
<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-49067410730708231622009-07-27T03:50:00.003+01:002009-07-27T03:58:57.762+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtpZ4zgFCQVcW9KJdP88jvMN_4rZXq63AatnfSHojBCJMV9IUZ7f1EM3puJBo82S7W6rwXEEZiN6QsuKK7dBGfHKQylO8P8SjHuzWnrowYRJlxCKzF3u63FjAE22mPpNsEp0BKHfvJCbjm/s1600-h/3197078749_efe57ca710.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtpZ4zgFCQVcW9KJdP88jvMN_4rZXq63AatnfSHojBCJMV9IUZ7f1EM3puJBo82S7W6rwXEEZiN6QsuKK7dBGfHKQylO8P8SjHuzWnrowYRJlxCKzF3u63FjAE22mPpNsEp0BKHfvJCbjm/s320/3197078749_efe57ca710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362966883711071186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">ffffound</span><br /><br />esta semana lembraram-me do Zé Manel, e das aulas de desenho em que me chamava speedy gonzales :) contudo hoje lembrei-me de quando olhava para mim por cima dos óculos e semi cerrava os lábios para em tom trocista perguntar: então ana? estás aos papéis?! hãn!<br />é verdade... ando aos papéis! mas 60 325 (incluindo espaços) não pode ser mau, at all... :)anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-54769800079727826152009-07-26T00:10:00.002+01:002009-07-26T00:22:28.926+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaVX9R7jFql1Wm1uw58D9mTCU9zqWIjS-08vt2g4wyTJND1-QoyKJxsBe6_DNARccqo1AJGOnaEtm_M4OddmtNvjxhMpppLXgFx_F10FUQuhv2TP24RKX4OPIqUGaoZ2_6AiKTZ8mxW5kf/s1600-h/161.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaVX9R7jFql1Wm1uw58D9mTCU9zqWIjS-08vt2g4wyTJND1-QoyKJxsBe6_DNARccqo1AJGOnaEtm_M4OddmtNvjxhMpppLXgFx_F10FUQuhv2TP24RKX4OPIqUGaoZ2_6AiKTZ8mxW5kf/s320/161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362539261494710994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">ffffound</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />quando era pequena, passava horas a fio a andar de baloiço. no primeiro dia o pai empurrou, no segundo ensinou. no terceiro dia, sozinha, já queria subir tão alto que acreditava que conseguia.<br />isto só porque me lembrei como gostava de andar de baloiço. </span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-2229814872186757842009-07-19T15:34:00.020+01:002009-07-19T15:45:52.975+01:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >“Há dias que marcam a alma e a vida da gente”</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;" ><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;" ><br /></span></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;" ><br /></span></span></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Não tenho verbos nem adjectivos muito menos gramática que me acompanhe para descrever e exteriorizar o sentimento que ontem em mim nasceu.<br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Mas pelas 16.30 quando contemplei meu pequeno Eduardo tive uma creteza:<br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Serás Feliz!</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-78231075367170630682009-07-16T11:57:00.008+01:002009-07-16T12:28:43.581+01:00<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAdmin%5CDEFINI%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;">Porque a beleza da vida não está em nos deixarmos por ela guiar, mas nela tomarmos decisões difíceis que muitas vezes põem à prova o que nos rodeiam. </span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;">É ai que nasce a sua essência. É ai que dela retiramos aquilo que somos.</span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;">ele “Vou-te cantar para mim
<br /></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;">volta antes que o comboio para sul me leve" pensou ela</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8u6-gm9Wxj8N7mQ6kW6LnxgsUfy20s03u5xcrPvvkNnT5eaUU6QEFDpQ7TRbNlmYC3EY-lzM84DfAkFgPQfYFRgI7ZpTR0by2x_HxtXFU24sSBEMAxHoRbv422x8Gut8PfvBEFpMRJDB/s1600-h/princesa.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8u6-gm9Wxj8N7mQ6kW6LnxgsUfy20s03u5xcrPvvkNnT5eaUU6QEFDpQ7TRbNlmYC3EY-lzM84DfAkFgPQfYFRgI7ZpTR0by2x_HxtXFU24sSBEMAxHoRbv422x8Gut8PfvBEFpMRJDB/s320/princesa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359010667505023586" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"><span style="font-size:78%;">hoje acordei assim</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:78%;">
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<br /></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAdmin%5CDEFINI%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:595.3pt 841.9pt; margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; mso-header-margin:35.4pt; mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> </p><p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:78%;">Somewhere over the rainbow
<br />Skies are blue,
<br />And the dreams that you dare to dream
<br />Really do come true</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;" >(the wizard of Oz)</span>
<br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p></p> anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-50969865986352361222009-07-15T03:21:00.009+01:002009-07-15T03:37:20.508+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;">feeding the fear that's running through the stream?<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqzHxcaOhXM1WCdkLXQDUrR10K7Opq7kseHKw8C1VHc84wbqH_hCj4QrF1OX_-QR8N7VHU4CjAdHXxMdlpQ87NQ7-3kfmc248Xh5LMZkDxZxkG34AF6vClWJiuedk8-cZVjT4OPFc6XoVa/s1600-h/agua.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 335px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqzHxcaOhXM1WCdkLXQDUrR10K7Opq7kseHKw8C1VHc84wbqH_hCj4QrF1OX_-QR8N7VHU4CjAdHXxMdlpQ87NQ7-3kfmc248Xh5LMZkDxZxkG34AF6vClWJiuedk8-cZVjT4OPFc6XoVa/s320/agua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358507546152707714" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">ffffound</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">no, touching to drop it out</span>.anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8733354633529636958.post-52626279112157452492009-07-12T16:24:00.004+01:002009-07-12T16:38:52.452+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-s-_UOK8aHGldRrk50mR-U8Xe75EdI7ovqtjlDa0p4JqiMKTlTRHoZYEABpeSanvBjxL4yo2lhE_rdFbca4YBK34k7Um7mc9aiwV9Ofh2AQYnOxeNjd9eKMqvlhiJuaWtHDWWDbCVPnH-/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-s-_UOK8aHGldRrk50mR-U8Xe75EdI7ovqtjlDa0p4JqiMKTlTRHoZYEABpeSanvBjxL4yo2lhE_rdFbca4YBK34k7Um7mc9aiwV9Ofh2AQYnOxeNjd9eKMqvlhiJuaWtHDWWDbCVPnH-/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357596628170156402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bnU5OLCmlttNPujiXG_31rIFhXejwhlU1pQ35P_3xXvqDDn6wirbIgVo69R2SUZg5NT_iB77EL10n3f-UmNgBJHX61_4Xjr28DEZcTk6A5wdCsETyNpaFPrXuc0tpAZcEjv9wixa7ZdN/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 426px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bnU5OLCmlttNPujiXG_31rIFhXejwhlU1pQ35P_3xXvqDDn6wirbIgVo69R2SUZg5NT_iB77EL10n3f-UmNgBJHX61_4Xjr28DEZcTk6A5wdCsETyNpaFPrXuc0tpAZcEjv9wixa7ZdN/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357597569659555234" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6p-CAa3Er9kd2pJ3djwDevRkqvN1Xg9lqkNVkdEcQG5ASHCwL1EGWygssLkz1HePCba5Wh8IoNCpOuLhNduz0EluzOlyx4HTGrjRR8cyYnVtlU3T9Tv-cyufJA2BlElX9iT-KqIeF51bi/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6p-CAa3Er9kd2pJ3djwDevRkqvN1Xg9lqkNVkdEcQG5ASHCwL1EGWygssLkz1HePCba5Wh8IoNCpOuLhNduz0EluzOlyx4HTGrjRR8cyYnVtlU3T9Tv-cyufJA2BlElX9iT-KqIeF51bi/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357597749117985426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">maqueta final escala 1.500 referente à praça e equipamentos propostos para a zona de Campanhã desenvolvidos para a entrega final de projecto V.<br /></span>anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05911304980491172792noreply@blogger.com4