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border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 dias, 5 meses, 1 ano, que não apareço?!?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É o que resulta por ter mil e tantas idéias na caixola!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por hoje, digo que retornarei o mais breve possível.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Projetos, projetos, projetoos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tudo repaginado&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em breve&lt;/i&gt;!  [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No date, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos, flores e mágica pra todos e todas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É bom voltar! Mas, por enquanto....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obras, obras e mais obras!!! por aqui ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-857121088551188594?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/857121088551188594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2011/08/andei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/857121088551188594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/857121088551188594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2011/08/andei.html' title='Andei...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-4578525484721802870</id><published>2010-07-16T21:46:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:19:51.492-03:00</updated><title type='text'># again</title><content type='html'>Eu não tô de mal com a vida!&lt;br /&gt;Foi mal maninho, mas paciência é que eu não vou jogar fora!&lt;br /&gt;Você decida se fica ou vai embora.&lt;br /&gt;E outra coisa... tenho que dizer que foi quente,&lt;br /&gt;talvez o que nos sustente&lt;br /&gt;é a certeza de estar junto e só, simultaneamente,&lt;br /&gt;ter ..&lt;br /&gt;mas não possuir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas na boa, que tudo recomece, sem rancor, sem cobrança..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a partir de uma lembrança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sgifa ..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-4578525484721802870?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/4578525484721802870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-nao-to-de-mal-com-vida-foi-mal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4578525484721802870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4578525484721802870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-nao-to-de-mal-com-vida-foi-mal.html' title='# again'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7008549342566007663</id><published>2010-02-15T20:25:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:44:39.864-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se tudo que assim é, assim deve permanecer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1259/1162452180_14ecafc9f0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 280px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1259/1162452180_14ecafc9f0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Não espere demais, porque coitados&lt;br /&gt;sempre serão coitados,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto assim quiserem permanecer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vá esperar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-7008549342566007663?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/7008549342566007663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/02/se-tudo-que-assim-e-assim-deve.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7008549342566007663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7008549342566007663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/02/se-tudo-que-assim-e-assim-deve.html' title='Se tudo que assim é, assim deve permanecer?'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1259/1162452180_14ecafc9f0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-8283579352873087371</id><published>2010-02-13T22:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:18:40.792-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu sei o que vi e o que senti quando estava ao lado dele,&lt;br /&gt;mas quando o novo surgiu não era bem a visão dele que estava embaçada,&lt;br /&gt;mas a minha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso não me basta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-8283579352873087371?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/8283579352873087371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-sei-o-que-vi-e-o-que-senti-quando.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/8283579352873087371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/8283579352873087371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-sei-o-que-vi-e-o-que-senti-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-5277478614977717177</id><published>2010-02-07T19:44:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:25:22.509-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque isso não acontece apenas na TV</title><content type='html'>E sentada na praça ela ignorou a presença da estranha e desembrulhou ao celular:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eu não quero chegar aos meus 70 anos e me arrepender por não ter tido coragem para abrir os olhos e vê que era aquilo mesmo que me diziam, e que por ter sido cega e temerosa demais, não me deixei acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(algo deve ter acontecido, pois naquele instante, duas lágrimas pesadas, caíram com rapidez de seus olhos, fazendo com que seu corpo se inclinasse até apoiar-se em seus joelhos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;a seguir presenciei algo único, daqueles que só se vêem nas novelas, de tão improvável de acontecer na vida real&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Como que numa questão de milésimos uma sombra pousou-se por cima dela, e num relance ela olhou para cima e fitou-o. Um homem com o celular na orelha, já desligando-o. E ele apenas disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- E eu que pensava que você jamais perceberia. É... talvez os olhos não cumpram sua função com exatidão, felizmente temos o coração como plano B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mero disturbio é pensar que só se vê com os olhos,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e só se sente com a pele"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;S.G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-sv4wiBaa18/Rd2IXmh8CII/AAAAAAAAAAM/RuMcmn0dmsE/s1600/3child.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-sv4wiBaa18/Rd2IXmh8CII/AAAAAAAAAAM/RuMcmn0dmsE/s1600/3child.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A foto acima relembra muito o fim da história que acabara de ser escrita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriela!&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-5277478614977717177?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/5277478614977717177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/02/porque-isso-nao-acontece-apenas-na-tv.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5277478614977717177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5277478614977717177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/02/porque-isso-nao-acontece-apenas-na-tv.html' title='Porque isso não acontece apenas na TV'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-sv4wiBaa18/Rd2IXmh8CII/AAAAAAAAAAM/RuMcmn0dmsE/s72-c/3child.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2383908294626524027</id><published>2010-01-29T23:08:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:31:53.797-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanidade também é isso!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ujwGuvBmawo/SqU9DcqP86I/AAAAAAAAAHk/WpYokDtGH1I/s320/Errar+%C3%A9+humano.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ujwGuvBmawo/SqU9DcqP86I/AAAAAAAAAHk/WpYokDtGH1I/s320/Errar+%C3%A9+humano.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dinheirama.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/oops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 125px;" src="http://dinheirama.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/oops.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém não vem fazendo o que possivelmente é o certo&lt;br /&gt;por tentar muito não errar,&lt;br /&gt;Seria, ela, merecedora de crédito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora digam que o pior erro é não fazer algo por querer não errar! Afinal somos humanos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo cometendo o pior erro?&lt;br /&gt;Seria mesmo todo erro, um novo recomeço?&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que nada sei!&lt;br /&gt;E quando tentamos e perseveramos no que achamos ser o certo,&lt;br /&gt;e de repente nos damos conta de que o certo, é o incerto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém uma vez me perguntou isso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O que devo fazer agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que eu mesma não saberia responder .&lt;br /&gt;Mas por querer tanto uma resposta [apenas] sugeri que partisse pra outra,&lt;br /&gt;quem sabe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;conhecer&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desconhecido &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pois o desconhecido carrega consigo minhas respostas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E já que não fomos apresentados, fico por aqui com meus conhecidos, relembrando o que quase fora esquecido, simplesmente pelo fato de ter sido jogado no porão do meu subconsciente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto isso, vou tentado muito não esquecer o ensinamento de minha vó:&lt;br /&gt;- Creia que mesmo pecando Deus não deixa de ti amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ensinamento eu levo comigo aonde quer que eu vá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, e se toda criança sabe que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;errar é humano&lt;/span&gt;, eu sou a primeira a dizer que&lt;br /&gt;de mosntro,super-heroína ou deusa,&lt;br /&gt;eu definitivamente não tenho nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Mas, vá lá que errar é humano, todavia, fazer o que os políticos fazem, além de ser sacanagem é muito mais que uma tremenda burrice, acho que devido à tanto sangue frio estão tornando-se robôs, em &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;não se darem conta &lt;/span&gt;do caos que cometem, ou melhor, por não &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quererem ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E já que não sou política fico tranquila, pois sei que nunca haverei de enferrujar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-2383908294626524027?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/2383908294626524027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/01/humanidade-tambem-e-isso.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2383908294626524027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2383908294626524027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/01/humanidade-tambem-e-isso.html' title='Humanidade também é isso!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ujwGuvBmawo/SqU9DcqP86I/AAAAAAAAAHk/WpYokDtGH1I/s72-c/Errar+%C3%A9+humano.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2614587838590301108</id><published>2010-01-10T14:24:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:22:29.329-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada ensaiado!</title><content type='html'>"Porque quando ele entrou naquele barzinho, viu que meus olhos o chamavam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele sem fazer cerimônia, sentou-se, com um charme que por mais involuntário tenha sido, me respondeu mais uma vez o porquê deu por ele ter me atraido, e tornar mais desconhecida  ainda a incógnita do que ele havia visto em mim, e como se não estivesse muito a fim de se pronunciar, tirou de dentro do bolso, um pequeno pedaço de papel com um mini texto que de imediato não pude ver o que dizia, e como num passo ensaiado, o colocou sobre o balcão e o empurrou de leve até onde eu havia repousado minhas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como tudo era muito novo para mim, fiquei com medo de "quebrar" o clima que havia se criado em torno de nós dois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E embora que eu estivesse com tamanha curiosidade, contive-me. Peguei o pedaço de papel que estava ao alcance de minhas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nele havia escrito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quase&lt;/span&gt; todo o passado leve o meu eu para o eu dela&lt;br /&gt;não me interessa,&lt;br /&gt;porque &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tudo &lt;/span&gt;na minha cabeça só me traz e faz sentir&lt;br /&gt;que o meu eu só com&lt;br /&gt;o teu tu se completa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando conclui a última linha, ele falou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eu não consigo mais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E continuou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eu te amo! E mesmo que o sentimento que eu nutro por você não seja tão intenso por sua parte, sei que não vou me arrepender de ter me exposto, pois agora você sabe de tudo que você despertou em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse exato instante, o vi abrir um sorriso não menos que apaixonante. E ele completou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Você me deixa ti namorar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sqq9GD7QqyI/AAAAAAAAAak/RFt-bpQWyQo/s1600/rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sqq9GD7QqyI/AAAAAAAAAak/RFt-bpQWyQo/s1600/rs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E eu boba com os olhos traduzidos numa imensidão de felicidade, fez o meu coração se abrir  e minha boca proferir :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Por Deus! Você ainda tem dúvidas?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sqq8na9dMtI/AAAAAAAAAac/rsdEBj8uu9c/s1600/rs%2BII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sqq8na9dMtI/AAAAAAAAAac/rsdEBj8uu9c/s1600/rs%2BII.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          ___ x ___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meses atrás, ele disse algo que jamais quero esquecer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O meu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eu&lt;/span&gt; só quer saber do teu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E com essa, meu caro, ele me ganhou mais uma vez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sqq7z86UgfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/PlUr9-esvqI/s1600/rs%2BIII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sqq7z86UgfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/PlUr9-esvqI/s1600/rs%2BIII.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BjoOo!&lt;br /&gt;Gabriela&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Imagens encontradas no blog:  deliriosesusprios.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-2614587838590301108?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/2614587838590301108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/01/nada-ensaiado.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2614587838590301108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2614587838590301108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/01/nada-ensaiado.html' title='Nada ensaiado!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sqq9GD7QqyI/AAAAAAAAAak/RFt-bpQWyQo/s72-c/rs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-4848548498131710443</id><published>2010-01-08T22:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:12:31.297-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje ainda é dia 08 de janeiro !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://canilho.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/reveillon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 148px;" src="http://canilho.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/reveillon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cinthetur.com.br/teste/images/stories/reveillon2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 145px;" src="http://www.cinthetur.com.br/teste/images/stories/reveillon2005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTÃO! HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz 2010 blogueiras e blogueiros de plantão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um tanto engraçado o modo como tudo acontece. Pois é, uma palavra exposta, um amor perdido, uma briga desnecessária, um sorrisso vindo na hora exata, um abraço com precissão, uma vida tirada e uma memória que por mais triste tenha sido deixada, pode ser esquecido em uma passagem de hora, dia, ano, enfim, de um rompimento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De uns tempos pra cá tenho pensado muito sobre a vida no geral, mas não fui a única! {acredito}&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo tem desses momentos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe umas reflexões que se aproximam após ver um filme tocante, depois de ler um livro fantástico? Depois de um ano tão diferente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo se revigora !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é o que senti quando iniciou a contagem regressiva, quando todos juntos ouviram o primeiro explosivo surgir, e a coloração artificial tomar conta do céu, da noite, do momento, uma cor resplandecente uma cor intuitiva, uma cor verde, a esperança!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria um sinal de nova oportunidade, ou por ser artificial seria só mais um acaso do destino.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei disser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vi por todos os cantos:  nos fogos, na champagne, na cidra, nos ramos das flores, nas roupas, nas pessoas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que prefiro acreditar que é a vida dando-me a chance de fazer florecer um amor que por ironia do destino, sem perceber, eu possa tê-lo entregado ao mundo, um novo amadurecer interior, e conhecer e ceder parte da minha vida em favor do meu próximo, mas acima de tudo deixar Deus agir por inteiro em minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque, afinal, é do ser humano ser impaciente e egoísta, e não esperar a oportunidade aparecer e muitas vezes quando ela surge não é unanimidade, mas, coletividade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então pessoal, mesmo sem os conhecer desejo-lhes a quem estiver disposto, que melhorem o que vocês acreditam que devem tornar-se diferentes - melhores -,  e aprimorem o que de bom já existe em vocês, pois um novo ciclo reiniciou-se e não sabemos se ano que vem veremos mais uma corzinha verde novamente!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como todo ser humano faz sua listinha de mudanças, também iniciarei a minha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 01 - Deixar-me guiar&lt;br /&gt;# 02 - Respostas&lt;br /&gt;# 03 - Não temer&lt;br /&gt;# 04 - ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia de hoje é o que desejo, amanhã minha cabeça embaralha e a lista muda, mas por hoje basta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new cicle!&lt;br /&gt;Joyeux 2010 à touts!&lt;br /&gt;Ótimo começo de ano novo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que DEUS os abençõe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BjoOo ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-4848548498131710443?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/4848548498131710443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoje-ainda-e-dia-08-de-janeiro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4848548498131710443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4848548498131710443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoje-ainda-e-dia-08-de-janeiro.html' title='Hoje ainda é dia 08 de janeiro !'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-5505464421227666400</id><published>2009-12-29T11:09:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:48:57.016-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem tudo é o que se diz por aí...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oI5geQWeqIM/SRX4RTBhhnI/AAAAAAAAJqY/-utSH3wDzs0/s400/vida+ou+morte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oI5geQWeqIM/SRX4RTBhhnI/AAAAAAAAJqY/-utSH3wDzs0/s400/vida+ou+morte.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1021/1337543794_142a84f0af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1021/1337543794_142a84f0af.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só  sei que antes mesmo da minha hora, já estou a morar no cemitério.&lt;br /&gt;E por mais que digam-me que é algo amedrontador, recuso  a crer. Tudo é tão calma, tão preservado, talvez não seja lá tão preservado assim, até porque é impossível deter a deterioração. No início tudo ao meu redor dava-me medo, pessoas mortas, árvores negras, escuridão quase plena, pequenas tumbas de anjinhos e quem sabe até a morte rondando-me pelo terreiro. Agora, todos  são meus amigos, e surpreendem-me a cada segredo que me revelam, mesmo do outro lado da morte, ou da vida, se assim preferir, o medo da &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;humanidade&lt;/span&gt; é pleno. Ainda que haja um abismo entre esses dois mundos e eu por entre eles seja transportada, e ainda que eu seja humana recuso-me  a permanecer em um mundo pela metade, meias árvores, meias vidas, total degradação, falsos sorrisos.&lt;br /&gt;Diziam-me que a morte era merecedora de meu medo, porquê? Se é a única que nos transmuta de mundos, sem nada cobrar, se recolhe a cada bomba que caia na terra e fumaça que se ergue, novas almas? Ela é solidaria para muitos, e má para poucos, mas ela nos proporciona a mudança e reconhecimento de que o hoje é único, e dias iguais não existem, e em meio ao medo nos lembra de valorizar o que ainda temos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lado a lado, ela nos aconselha a viver a cada chance, pois como a que foi dada já não será mais vista. A única oportunidade repetitiva é a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ilusão&lt;/span&gt; de ter chegado a sua hora, mas a verdadeira já está marcada, já está certa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-5505464421227666400?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/5505464421227666400/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/12/nem-tudo-e-o-que-se-diz-por-ai.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5505464421227666400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5505464421227666400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/12/nem-tudo-e-o-que-se-diz-por-ai.html' title='Nem tudo é o que se diz por aí...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oI5geQWeqIM/SRX4RTBhhnI/AAAAAAAAJqY/-utSH3wDzs0/s72-c/vida+ou+morte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-562904110381903185</id><published>2009-12-01T21:36:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:06:18.704-03:00</updated><title type='text'>- Por parte, propriedade  -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sso9L4BozrI/AAAAAAAAAec/W_GAq8M231I/s1600/d4722b08f3e5855c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sso9L4BozrI/AAAAAAAAAec/W_GAq8M231I/s1600/d4722b08f3e5855c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SxXG2PZe5CI/AAAAAAAAANc/qmmdwdoUzVA/s1600/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SxXG2PZe5CI/AAAAAAAAANc/qmmdwdoUzVA/s320/d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410449162504168482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                        [ Fotos:  site DEVIANTART ]            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A parte que em mim age, não vem da consciência de minha idade.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é um muro aberto, num abismo recoberto que vai de encontro a minha segunda metade.&lt;br /&gt;Essa parte reaberta e multiplicada, compartilhada e desnudada,&lt;br /&gt;são partes infindas, transmutadas e  decodificadas,&lt;br /&gt;que em meu natural não combinam, não se dão e em nada são sãs.&lt;br /&gt;Combinações diversas, ambiguidades evoluídas, dúvidas corrompidas, personalidade&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; ausentes, mas, presente '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; personalidade'.&lt;br /&gt;Não acompanho a duplicidade, e sim, a pariedade.&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu lado caminham, o sinônimo e o antônimo, o certo e o incerto, o sim e o não.&lt;br /&gt;Mas à espreita de mim sempre estiveram e hão de estar a vida e a morte.&lt;br /&gt;Por um certo tempo fui propriedade, por inteira, da vida, mas, até hoje, de mim, seu rumo não se alterou.&lt;br /&gt;Mas um dia, em questão de minutos, ela haverá de desgarrar-se, pois sobre mim a morte terá autoridade. Enquanto espero no quadro que me é dado, deixo permanecer atemporalmente, entre ambas, o meu paradoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-562904110381903185?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/562904110381903185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/12/parte-que-em-mim-age-nao-vem-da.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/562904110381903185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/562904110381903185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/12/parte-que-em-mim-age-nao-vem-da.html' title='- Por parte, propriedade  -'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFDTFDlFRmI/Sso9L4BozrI/AAAAAAAAAec/W_GAq8M231I/s72-c/d4722b08f3e5855c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6812236737160471768</id><published>2009-11-28T20:20:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:40:59.408-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax and joy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xicoriasexicoracoes.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/fe-em-deus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 152px;" src="http://xicoriasexicoracoes.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/fe-em-deus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bodas.files.wordpress.com/2007/01/escrever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 169px;" src="http://bodas.files.wordpress.com/2007/01/escrever.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://api.ning.com/files/oyA7b30EUl4xKO752awjEyntcRUCCsJpqqPcXZ6-3wqAm1A3yJqXHrhIjsp25eOzjVxQDrYL*9OgZTL9GgOANKLSMT8Fzn0j/IMG0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 199px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/oyA7b30EUl4xKO752awjEyntcRUCCsJpqqPcXZ6-3wqAm1A3yJqXHrhIjsp25eOzjVxQDrYL*9OgZTL9GgOANKLSMT8Fzn0j/IMG0431.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se com vocês funciona,&lt;br /&gt;mas a mim, certas vezes, assim é.&lt;br /&gt;Quando venho decidida a escrever&lt;br /&gt;algo de estranho me acomete a desviar.&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais fica com nexo&lt;br /&gt;e do sem nexo venho a publicar.&lt;br /&gt;E de muitas "desnexidades",&lt;br /&gt;não só do escrever, mas também do viver,&lt;br /&gt;consegui compreender que nada mais tem valor e validade&lt;br /&gt;do que ser eu, e você ser você.&lt;br /&gt;Quando somos nós e temos fé no invisível&lt;br /&gt;tudo o mais nos é anexado.&lt;br /&gt;E já perceberam que das "desnexidades"&lt;br /&gt;que grande parte do mundo é feito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando algumas coisas são muito planejadas,&lt;br /&gt;acabam perdendo parte da graça.&lt;br /&gt;Isso é Fato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                     S.G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-6812236737160471768?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6812236737160471768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/11/relax-and-joy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6812236737160471768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6812236737160471768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/11/relax-and-joy.html' title='Relax and joy!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-173442120543333855</id><published>2009-11-28T19:59:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:17:07.647-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Talvez enfim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assumpreto.zip.net/images/beco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 448px;" src="http://assumpreto.zip.net/images/beco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era só um beco,&lt;br /&gt;sem muros ou cercos,&lt;br /&gt;com tijolos e ladrilhos&lt;br /&gt;com começo... todavia sem um fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por entre ele passo com meus afins,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto você martiriza-se em querer saber sobre seu fim&lt;br /&gt;Que tal relaxar enfim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez esse lugar seja lá o seu começo,&lt;br /&gt;uma vida nova... um recomeço&lt;br /&gt;ou simplesmente a linha de um fim,&lt;br /&gt;mas de todo jeito um novo começo...quem sabe, enfim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Gabriela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-173442120543333855?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/173442120543333855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/11/talvez-enfim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/173442120543333855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/173442120543333855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/11/talvez-enfim.html' title='Talvez enfim!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-267545668032657001</id><published>2009-10-16T20:12:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:28:46.289-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Que dizes menina?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZRJYl0ceZ1c/R4ArnU5jf0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z5oSe_3EDyk/s400/blog+d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 288px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZRJYl0ceZ1c/R4ArnU5jf0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z5oSe_3EDyk/s400/blog+d.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frase que deu muito o que falar esta semana,&lt;br /&gt;é uma história um tanto mediana,&lt;br /&gt;mas com um histórico exemplar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma garota de complicado linguajar,&lt;br /&gt;durante a  aula começa a filosofar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém entende o que ela diz,&lt;br /&gt;coisa com coisa é o que não se diz,&lt;br /&gt;mas num estopim da paciência&lt;br /&gt;para todos ela solta esta sentença:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Meu pensamento flui numa obscuridade profunda."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de uma só vez todos comentam,&lt;br /&gt;eitxa que agora  foi profundo e filosófico,&lt;br /&gt;que tal o amor ti encontrou menina,&lt;br /&gt;filosofar não é pra menina mansa,&lt;br /&gt;e sim pra garota romântica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor ti pegou,&lt;br /&gt;mas não se sabe o que gerou,&lt;br /&gt;será que bem ou será que mal?&lt;br /&gt;Incógnita nunca se viu igual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela numa rapidez sem lerdeza, grita:&lt;br /&gt;"Calma, calma minha gente!&lt;br /&gt;De nada adianta se questionar!&lt;br /&gt;O amor que vocês dizem não me pegou,&lt;br /&gt;mas o que empreguinou foi o "poetar"."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque quando se ama a vida,&lt;br /&gt;não se precisa quebrar a cabeça pra filosofar!&lt;br /&gt;Pois pra quê produzir mais arte,&lt;br /&gt;além da própria arte que é a vida?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-267545668032657001?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/267545668032657001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-dizes-menina.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/267545668032657001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/267545668032657001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-dizes-menina.html' title='Que dizes menina?'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZRJYl0ceZ1c/R4ArnU5jf0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z5oSe_3EDyk/s72-c/blog+d.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2662949954564351318</id><published>2009-09-24T19:41:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:42:58.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Passos inexoráveis!</title><content type='html'>É como se pode definir o entender.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QQO5REfKZJQ/SNz6GzoOqII/AAAAAAAAALw/MkcjZyhYvM0/s320/chair-stove-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QQO5REfKZJQ/SNz6GzoOqII/AAAAAAAAALw/MkcjZyhYvM0/s320/chair-stove-big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quando penso estar prómixa do entendimento,&lt;br /&gt;alguem de repente aperta a tecla 'reiniciar'&lt;br /&gt;e tudo torna-se vago mais uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;O entendimento é limitado para uns,&lt;br /&gt;mas a sabedoria é ilimitada para todos!&lt;br /&gt;O pensamento é o piloto da nave cérebro ,&lt;br /&gt;a força de vontade é o co-piloto,&lt;br /&gt;pois a liberdade é oriunda do pensamento,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ipt.olhares.com/data/big/49/496953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 248px;" src="http://ipt.olhares.com/data/big/49/496953.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta saber se ainda há algo pulsante em si próprio,&lt;br /&gt;para levantar voo em sua nave,&lt;br /&gt;por mais que ela seja espacial.&lt;br /&gt;Caso medo tenhas de altas altitudes...&lt;br /&gt;vaga...&lt;br /&gt;assim como os vagões do trem,&lt;br /&gt;que simplesmente seguem os trilhos,&lt;br /&gt;e que jamais se perdem,&lt;br /&gt;todavia, jamais acomode-se à uma cadeira de balanço,&lt;br /&gt;que por mais divertida seja, indo e vindo,&lt;br /&gt;não move um fio fora do lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-2662949954564351318?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/2662949954564351318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/09/passos-inexoraveis.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2662949954564351318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2662949954564351318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/09/passos-inexoraveis.html' title='Passos inexoráveis!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QQO5REfKZJQ/SNz6GzoOqII/AAAAAAAAALw/MkcjZyhYvM0/s72-c/chair-stove-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7754545587276353974</id><published>2009-09-22T22:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:34:21.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'>' Altura do olhar '</title><content type='html'>Quando eu era criança,&lt;br /&gt;nunca via-se um olhar mendigado,&lt;br /&gt;um sorriso taciturno,&lt;br /&gt;ou um pedido de restrição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando cresci, tornei-me "gente grande" e  &lt;br /&gt;não precisei mais olha-los de baixo pra cima,&lt;br /&gt;pois eles que me olhavam de cima a baixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando envelheci voltei, por um tempo, a olha-los de baixo para cima,&lt;br /&gt;não com os olhos nítidos de criança,&lt;br /&gt;mas sim, embaçados, nebulosos de uma catarata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não pense você, cara criatura,&lt;br /&gt;que porque envelheci estou adoentada,&lt;br /&gt;muito pelo contrário, tenho saúde de ferro,&lt;br /&gt;e ossos fortificantes de cálcio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traiçoeiro é o tempo,&lt;br /&gt;que por fases me ensina.&lt;br /&gt;E ai de mim,&lt;br /&gt;uma im'paciente' pra aprender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-7754545587276353974?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/7754545587276353974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/09/altura-do-olhar.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7754545587276353974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7754545587276353974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/09/altura-do-olhar.html' title='&apos; Altura do olhar &apos;'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7703704417214261687</id><published>2009-09-18T21:56:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:36:49.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Faxina feita!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cronicasurbanas.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/faxina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 315px;" src="http://cronicasurbanas.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/faxina.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Olá amigos blogueiros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Como vocês podem perceber, estou de cara nova! Resolvi fazer uma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;geral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; aqui no blog, remodelando algumas coisinhas, excluindo outras... essas coisas, já que fiquei ausente por um tempinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Afinal, pra surgir o novo é necessário pôr no lixo o que já está velhinho  !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Mil desculpas, por não ter sequer dado satisfações durante esse tempo, farei o possível pra não ficar sem postar e comentar em seus blogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Fiquem com Deus!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;E viva o novo, pois como escreveu Clarice Lispector:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;- Só o que está morto não muda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Boa noite de sexta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;BjoOo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Gabi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-7703704417214261687?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/7703704417214261687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/09/faxina-feita.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7703704417214261687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7703704417214261687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/09/faxina-feita.html' title='Faxina feita!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-3247538817238155445</id><published>2009-07-24T18:48:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:29:19.308-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É o que elas são, ou ao menos querem ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.blogstorage.hi-pi.com/spaceblog.com.br/m/me/metanoia/images/mn/1218734273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 148px;" src="http://static.blogstorage.hi-pi.com/spaceblog.com.br/m/me/metanoia/images/mn/1218734273.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i43.tinypic.com/mx0llx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 131px;" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/mx0llx.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Vejo o céu e seus pássaros voando à uma altura inconstante,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o mar e sua imensidão incessante,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convivo com pessoas e percebo a condenação de cada uma delas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Já dizia o poeta que o homem é condenado a ser livre,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já crêem as pessoas que homem nenhum é condenado a nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Já crêem outras que não &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;crêem em nada.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas são pássaros... quando buscam a liberdade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pássaros desconhecidos,&lt;br /&gt;que nasceram com um defeito de fábrica,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;onde, no lugar de asas, invetaram mãos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no lugar de patas, pernas&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e que em vez de voarem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;caminham sem mapa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em busca da chave de suas gaiolas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;para igualarem-se aqueles que&lt;br /&gt;já cumprem a condenação de serem livres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;S.G&lt;/span&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/1327794060511923599-3247538817238155445?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/3247538817238155445/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-que-elas-sao-ou-ao-menos-querem-ser.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/3247538817238155445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/3247538817238155445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-que-elas-sao-ou-ao-menos-querem-ser.html' title='É o que elas são, ou ao menos querem ser'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/mx0llx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-1640391241770622237</id><published>2009-07-19T12:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:15:18.557-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vejamos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cfs12.blog.daum.net/image/8/blog/2008/09/18/22/48/48d25c0544d17"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 197px;" src="http://cfs12.blog.daum.net/image/8/blog/2008/09/18/22/48/48d25c0544d17" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amyking.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/spring-smiles-by-jamie-comstock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 202px;" src="http://amyking.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/spring-smiles-by-jamie-comstock.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;A vida é um caos, isso é fato!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo é inconstante, ou melhor as pessoas são!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Sempre com pressa de chegar a algum lugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Sempre com medo de não encontrar a outra metade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Sempre sem tempo pra procurar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Quer saber? Desistressa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Pra toda metade há um complemento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Com quais provas afirmo isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Bom, vejamos...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se pra todo deserto há um oásis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Se em cada cérebro há uma célula pulsante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Se em cada luz há uma sombra,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se em cada fim um novo começo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Se em cada peito um coração&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Se é possível em dois corpos haver uma só alma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Porque cada pessoa não encontraria a sua metade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;A vida nos faz  necessitar da paciência, da calma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas se não as tiver,&lt;br /&gt;corra atrás sem cessar do que você quer,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois uma pessoa muito sábia me falou uma vez,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;para não temer de tentar,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque um dia eu poderia me arrepender de não o fazer,&lt;br /&gt;mas saiba enterpretar se a sua felicidade só pode ser completa&lt;br /&gt;através de um outro alguém,&lt;br /&gt;porque ninguém é dependente de alguém.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;S.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-1640391241770622237?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/1640391241770622237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/07/vejamos.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1640391241770622237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1640391241770622237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/07/vejamos.html' title='Vejamos...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-3898984577803704675</id><published>2009-06-27T18:40:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:12:51.898-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E assim é composto o universo !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0g3UEDKOW4/R_ke6E68eXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jflm9cJ8IC8/s320/homem-globo-cabeca-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0g3UEDKOW4/R_ke6E68eXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jflm9cJ8IC8/s320/homem-globo-cabeca-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nada é certo, tudo é incerto, assim é a vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;hora fácil, hora difícil e incompreensível, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;dependência apenas de nossas escolhas e atitudes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nem todos percebem, mas somos hóspedes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;simples passageiros nessa efêmera vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Vida essa feita de uma via de mão dupla, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;com adjetivos carregados de antônimos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;com sentimentos que se desmontam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e seres racionais que os possuem, e dentre todos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;alguns desejam apenas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; parte de algo ou alguém. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Pessoas que têm identificação, mas que nem sabem dizer quem são, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pessoas com cabeças sonhadoras outras simplesmente as tem acima do pescoço, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas sabe-se que todas essas cabeças são um mundo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas todas elas juntas compõem o universo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Gabriela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;P.S: Ultimamente não estou podendo escrever com maior frequência no blog {infelizmente}, pois o meu pc está com defeito, e não tá ligando =/ ... farei o possível para postar mais e comentar em seus blogs, não deixem de comentar no meu blogzito por conta disso ta bem?? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;BjoOo à todos..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;ahh, Boas festividades juninas pra vocês ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-3898984577803704675?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/3898984577803704675/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-assim-e-composto-o-universo.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/3898984577803704675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/3898984577803704675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-assim-e-composto-o-universo.html' title='E assim é composto o universo !'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0g3UEDKOW4/R_ke6E68eXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jflm9cJ8IC8/s72-c/homem-globo-cabeca-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2195700063998422845</id><published>2009-06-12T22:26:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:54:31.079-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='permita-se'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alguém'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vontade verdadeira'/><title type='text'>Modos como a veem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela demosntra vocação para ser alguém alienado, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;talvez pelo seu modo de ser, de expressar-se. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca alguém a compreendeu, também pudera, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jamais se sabe em que fase estará. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Certa ocasião disseram-lhe "faça o que quiser" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e assim ela fez, viveu de acordo com isso &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;durante um longo período. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até que ela aprendeu a interpretar as entrelinhas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e entendeu que fazer o que quer é na realidade, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;realizar os desejos mais puros - a vontade verdadeira - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que habita em seu interior, ao invés de sair por aí agindo por impulso. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela sempre esteve perante abismos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;porém os ultrapassa sem receio algum, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pois não teme a altura. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela é daquelas com personalidade única, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pena não poder dizer o mesmo sobre suas vontades e delírios. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela sabe que a vida é imprevisível, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;devido a isso que ela é feita de fases, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mesmo assim não se deixa desvanecer-se da sua essência. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela tem o infinito como recomeço, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a alegria tímida doou a terceiros &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e mãos de ferro para escrever , dirigir e assistir a própria vida. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela deu início ao seu auto-retrato, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;está sem o segundo traço &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;será que alguém poderia ajudá-la?! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Creio que sim, mas ainda não se sabe quem, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o que se sabe é que esse alguém está por aí, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esperando por ela, esperando ser encontrado, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para juntos formarem diversos traços... quem sabe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;S.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A todos que já encontraram um amor, FELIZ DIA DOS NAMORADOS , e aqueles que ainda não, que continuem à procura, pois a todos foi conferido o poder de amar, ele(a) está por ai esperando ser achado ou está procurando-a, talvez não tenha encontrado ainda porque esteja buscando você em uma outra pessoa, no lugar errado quem sabe... ou você é que está impaciente demais e não permite que Deus aja em sua vida, sendo assim permita, e não barre possíveis amores, permita-se. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Somos fórmulas ímpares que neste mundo encontraremos um par"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[S.G]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-2195700063998422845?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/2195700063998422845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/06/visao-dele-sobre-ela.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2195700063998422845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2195700063998422845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/06/visao-dele-sobre-ela.html' title='Modos como a veem'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6450221396143577953</id><published>2009-06-11T19:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:49:23.687-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E assim sou !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jImB2HCsWcg/SD2P6mk9DTI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Wi4tSS5lZvE/s400/1904999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jImB2HCsWcg/SD2P6mk9DTI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Wi4tSS5lZvE/s400/1904999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sou como a ambiguidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;onde um lado edificou-se aos poucos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;outro como um parto nato, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas dupla personalidade em minha fórmula não foi inserida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e sim o meu eu em tempo integral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Esses dois lados que a mim pertencem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;são indispensáveis para minha vivência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Porém para compreender-me os outros lados tornam-se fundamentais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;é como se todos eles completassem de algum modo uns aos outros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;dando vida ao que sou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gabi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-6450221396143577953?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6450221396143577953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-assim-sou.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6450221396143577953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6450221396143577953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-assim-sou.html' title='E assim sou !'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jImB2HCsWcg/SD2P6mk9DTI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Wi4tSS5lZvE/s72-c/1904999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-5256936579771145529</id><published>2009-05-29T22:29:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:48:52.100-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrusos..?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Quem nunca observou um estranho no fundo de uma foto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Outro dia, estava a relembrar momentos que já não posso viver novamente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e em algumas fotos percebi a presença de desconhecidos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;participando de muitos momentos meus de alegria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;de conquistas, de tristezas, enfim da minha vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e pensei em quantos momentos da vida de outras pessoas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;eu devo ter feito parte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não por intenção própria, mas acidentalmente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não possuimos a frequencia e influência de nossas vidas em relação a terceiros, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;podemos ser amados em segredo ou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;odiados sem saber o porquê, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;da mesma forma que podemos ser peça fundamental na vida de alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e nem ter-mos conhecimento disso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;É necessário aprender-mos a apreciar o que temos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pois só dessa forma daremos o devido valor a pessoas que nos rodeiam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;porque, às vezes, participamos mais da vida de desconhecidos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;do que das pessoas que são de nosso conhecimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Gabi&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/1327794060511923599-5256936579771145529?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/5256936579771145529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/intrusos.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5256936579771145529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5256936579771145529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/intrusos.html' title='Intrusos..?!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-1890867661232938660</id><published>2009-05-25T19:46:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:11:47.921-03:00</updated><title type='text'>À procura por respostas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vejotudoenaomorro.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/desafio-al-infinito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://vejotudoenaomorro.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/desafio-al-infinito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Quero encontrar algo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que possa decifrar-me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;desde os mais supérfluos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;aos mais profundos sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;E através dessa busca com resultados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;eu consiga calcular o meu valor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;com plena exatidão ou ao menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;chegar bem próximo das respostas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que a tempos almejo descobrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Gabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-1890867661232938660?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/1890867661232938660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/procura-por-respostas.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1890867661232938660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1890867661232938660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/procura-por-respostas.html' title='À procura por respostas'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-5442120630719333724</id><published>2009-05-18T19:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:50:59.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Só aglomeramentos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HlSyHwA-W2c/SUEgF3VymWI/AAAAAAAABxY/xKNqvzlwY_Y/s400/Palavras_Areia_Mar_by_Itah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HlSyHwA-W2c/SUEgF3VymWI/AAAAAAAABxY/xKNqvzlwY_Y/s400/Palavras_Areia_Mar_by_Itah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Palavras... é nelas que muitos se fundamentam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;E por intermédio delas me questiono e me respondo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Decifro certos momentos e imponho alguns segredos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Seja pela boca ou pelas mãos, elas em mim estão, de certo modo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;empregnadas até o último fio de cabelo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Por meio delas já ganhei amigos e através das palavras os mantenho junto a mim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Palavras... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;estas formam frases, textos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;resultando em um aglomerado de pensamentos trazidos à tona &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e penetrando em uma outra mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Gabriela &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/1327794060511923599-5442120630719333724?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/5442120630719333724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-aglomeramentos.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5442120630719333724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5442120630719333724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-aglomeramentos.html' title='Só aglomeramentos...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HlSyHwA-W2c/SUEgF3VymWI/AAAAAAAABxY/xKNqvzlwY_Y/s72-c/Palavras_Areia_Mar_by_Itah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-620780904895392754</id><published>2009-05-17T13:34:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:31:46.217-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Idas e vindas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://misterangel.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/escuridao1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://misterangel.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/escuridao1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xElw_1UgaYE/SJ5Vx19pWYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/J0o2fD_6iQE/s400/olho+olhares.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache01.stormap.sapo.pt/fotostore02/fotos//97/00/98/2963955_H7OgN.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cache01.stormap.sapo.pt/fotostore02/fotos//97/00/98/2963955_H7OgN.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não sei o que seu olhar busca, pois vira e mexe não fixa-se em lugar algum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Anda, anda, mas nada encontra, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;até que após todas as idas e vindas o seu olhar vem de encontro ao meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e não vejo só o brilho nos seus olhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas a proeza de coadunarem-se a um sorriso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;branco como a neve e inocente como o coração de uma criança, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;fazendo acontecer a fusão de duas almas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;insofismavelmente em uma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Gabriela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-620780904895392754?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/620780904895392754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/idas-e-vindas.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/620780904895392754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/620780904895392754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/idas-e-vindas.html' title='Idas e vindas'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2158216992751512254</id><published>2009-05-14T18:25:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:26:55.225-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E que venham mais selinhos =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain... tô gostando por demais de receber selinhos ..&lt;br /&gt;esse aqui recebi da &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, obrigada flor!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SgyM9NCb6zI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0aQ9rso-bQg/s1600-h/selo1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335794641626983218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SgyM9NCb6zI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0aQ9rso-bQg/s320/selo1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Regras :&lt;br /&gt;1ª Exibir a imagem do selo "Seu blog é ROXIE!" e escrever as regras abaixo dele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2ª- Colocar quem te deu o selo no seus blogs indicados (amigos) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;3ª- Escrever 5 coisas que são ROXIE (1- sobre música, 2- televisão e cinema, 3- três países que sonha em conhecer, 4- três cores favoritas, 5- três hobbies). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4ª- Indicar blogs que você ache ROXIE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;5ª- Avise a pessoa que você indicou, deixando um comentário para ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Cinco coisas que são roxie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1- MÚSICA: o modo como elas fazem parte da minha vida, oasis, jason mraz, paramore, debussy, gavin degraw, rosa de saron, remy zero, legião urbana, capital inicial, etc...&lt;br /&gt;2-TELEVISÃO E CINEMA: me deixam antenada com o mundo, e há cenas de filmes que nunca mais largam da minha mente, crepúsculo, o amor é contagioso..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;3- PAÍSES: O Brasil por inteiro, França, e o terceiro deixo a cargo de todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4- CORES: Violeta, branco e azul-claro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;5- HOBBIES: ficar com minha família( Deus, amigos, primos..) ler, olhar o horizonte, rir do nada e de tudo, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Repasso para:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Evelize Azevedo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Valdemir Reis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Saulo do Meu mundo quadrado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Amanda do Energia simpática&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Esse aqui juntamente com a meme foi da &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, obrigadinha de coração!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335795623705048706" style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SgyN2XkF9oI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5Z2D7lizB6E/s320/23__blogestilo.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A regra: dizer como faço para manter o 'estilo' do meu blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Escrevo o que há em minha mente no momento, observo as coisas ao meu redor e as transformo de um modo mais profundo de se ver e do modo pelo qual quero repassá-lo aos que lêem em meu bolg. Sou simples no meu jeito de ser, e atenta a tudo o que me cerca, até mesmo os míninos detalhes, mas só observo o que é relevante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MEME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SgyOroZ6t0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/2XU0pT0VLHY/s1600-h/memedaguegue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335796538758838082" style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SgyOroZ6t0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/2XU0pT0VLHY/s320/memedaguegue.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1. apelido favorito: a maior parte dos meus amigos me chamam de súh, devido ao meu primeiro nome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2. cor do Cabelo: Castanho .&lt;br /&gt;3. cor dos Olhos: castanho escuro.&lt;br /&gt;4. maior aventura que já fez: poxa vida, lembrar de uma é um pouco difícil, tem uma que tô afim de contar mas é muito longa, quem sabe eu num posto um dia desses... :), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;5. eu calço número: 35-36.&lt;br /&gt;6. salto alto ou baixo? Depende da ocasião, mas vivo praticamente de havaianas, e tênis pra ir pro colégio, então.... baixo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;7. limão ou laranja? Sou mais o docinho: Laranja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;8. saia ou vestido? Saia( tenho mais saia do que vestido).&lt;br /&gt;9. signo: áries.&lt;br /&gt;10. Estados Unidos ou Europa? Europa, gosto muito da França!!&lt;br /&gt;11. manias: .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;12. maquiagem que nunca falta: o meu cotidiano é ir pro colégio, então não faço uso de maquiagem com frequencia,mas sempre que a uso tenho que colocar lápis, é quase uma obrigação.&lt;br /&gt;13. ponto fraco: me apego muito fácil às pessoas, e depois ter que dizer adeus, querer interagir com todos, e às vezes há algumas pessoas que parecem não gostar de amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;14. eu deveria: ser menos fechada em relação aos meus sentimentos .&lt;br /&gt;15. eu quero: uma coisa imaterial que já pedi a Deus (não posso revelar =D ).&lt;br /&gt;16. horário, local e data de nascimento: não lembro bem a hora que nasce, acho que foi por volta das 8:30 na Paraíba numa cidadezinha chamada Itabaiana( não moro lá, morava na cidade do lado, mas agora moro na capital, rsrsr), no dia 07/04/1993.&lt;br /&gt;17. eu sou: sincera (certas vezes até demais), amiga, sonhadora, .&lt;br /&gt;18. amo muito: Deus, minha família, meus amigos, e a todos que permitem-se tornar-se amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;19. sobre o blog que me passou esse meme: Muito incrível, sinceridade à flor da pele, sem papas na língua, e uma bela e inesquecível carona, a Dona é uma flor, gosto muito dela, mesmo sem nos conhecer-mos pessoalmente, um beijo July =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ufaaa! Terminei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;bjoOo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ahh, indico o selinho juntamente com a meme para ( façam a meme se quiserem ta gente?):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Evelize Salgado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Lígia Gabriela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- KeyKey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Fabricante de Sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Keel Diniz&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/1327794060511923599-2158216992751512254?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/2158216992751512254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-que-venham-mais-selinhos-d.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2158216992751512254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2158216992751512254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-que-venham-mais-selinhos-d.html' title='E que venham mais selinhos =D'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SgyM9NCb6zI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0aQ9rso-bQg/s72-c/selo1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6175030265412963289</id><published>2009-05-12T14:45:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:41:42.255-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dose dupla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Sgm2bxoAJ7I/AAAAAAAAALc/BQVKFkMjI48/s1600-h/986.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334995821890906034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Sgm2bxoAJ7I/AAAAAAAAALc/BQVKFkMjI48/s320/986.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Sgm2vM4Xm0I/AAAAAAAAALk/Q9QXv1JuNpQ/s1600-h/premio1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334996155624823618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Sgm2vM4Xm0I/AAAAAAAAALk/Q9QXv1JuNpQ/s320/premio1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Poxa vida, dois selinhos de uma só vez... não é sempre que isso me acontece. Desde já agradeço de coração a Evelize do blog 'A melhor alternativa' -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://evesalgado.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;http://evesalgado.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; por ambos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Como não estou afim de bular as regras vamos logo cumpri-las..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1º selinho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EU SOU LUZ E QUERO ILUMINAR&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;A TODOS QUE ME CERCAM, PARA QUE COM ESTA LUZ OS QUE ESTIVEREM LONGE NOS ENXERGEM E JUNTEM-SE A NÓS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e repasso este primeiro selinho a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- energia simpática&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- kenia blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;-bolinhas tagarelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- blog da carlinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- gêsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2º selinho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://aninha-ameninacor-de-rosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://aninha-ameninacor-de-rosa.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - por ser uma escritora com um dom inquestionável. Parabéns aninha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2- &lt;a href="http://lembrancaserecordacoesdeliginha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://lembrancaserecordacoesdeliginha.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - além de eu ter o privilégio de conhecê-la, ela conhece como ninguém belos escritos intensos, e por não temer o amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;3-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://phalador.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://phalador.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- que mesmo conhecendo meu cantinho a pouco tempo, tornou-se frequentador constante, sem comentar sobre seus textos, são reflexivos .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4- &lt;a href="http://kelddiniz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://kelddiniz.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - simplesmente por compartilhar com todas as outras pessoas sua vida, pois somos um tipod e intrusos desconhecidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;5- &lt;a href="http://decaronacomajuly.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://decaronacomajuly.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - pela sinceridade dela, o que ela quer falar, ela fala e pronto! E tbm porque mesmo sem querer a gente pega carona e viaja juntinho com ela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;E, como é de costume, está repassado para outros blogs que eu gosto muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mas antes as regras, que nesse caso são em dose dupla, porém sem complicações alguma! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Regras do selinho: &lt;strong&gt;'Este blog é pura luz'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1 - Completar a frase "EU SOU LUZ E QUERO ILUMINAR..."&lt;br /&gt;2 - Linkar o blog de onde o selo partiu e deixar um recado avisando que o recebeu.&lt;br /&gt;3 - Linkar e repassar o selo para cinco blogs que, na sua opinião, sejam blogs de luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Regras do selinho: &lt;strong&gt;'Samoga en casa'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;É bem simples: indicar cinco blogs que acho interessantes contando o porquê. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Entenderam tudinho né??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Então mãos a obra!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;BjoOo pra todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-6175030265412963289?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6175030265412963289/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/dose-dupla.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6175030265412963289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6175030265412963289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/dose-dupla.html' title='Dose dupla'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Sgm2bxoAJ7I/AAAAAAAAALc/BQVKFkMjI48/s72-c/986.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-323440977814319182</id><published>2009-05-10T15:42:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:07:40.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente MÃE !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Eu nada seria se essa mulher forte, corajosa e amável que tenho e vejo todos os dias existisse, não há ninguém que se compare a minha mãe, assim como não há quem se compare com a sua, cada mãe é única no seu jeito de amar. Minha mãe já passou por tantas dificuldades nesta vida, que às vezes acho que não tenho mais nada o que aprender por intermédio dela, mas aí é que me surpreendo, minha mãe é simplesmente uma enciclopédia, com conhecimentos incomensuráveis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ela é rocha quando deve ser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e estrela quando deve brilhar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas é mãe em tempo integral para me amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Pra quê tantas palavras se tudo o que quero disser resumi-se em quatro palavras pequenas que ao mesmo tempo são grandiosas e intensas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MÃE, EU TE AMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Feliz dia das mães a todas as mães deste mundo, mas em especial para minha.. amo muito a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D. NAZARET, minha mamãe!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;é o que eu Gabriela desejo de coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbKMZKnQHUU/Sgb4Is52DsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3Ly4GpOfrvA/s1600-h/ATgAAACARLor2DQdODYDSfYhtp16EtwVHmcglldCpikD29LCYU2HDW7tB88TqeTykxrS8FYdTVYZ7bp_470PovtkfFCmAJtU9VCGhP271aNIHGiWwM2v3UIr_WMs4Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-323440977814319182?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/323440977814319182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/simplesmente-mae.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/323440977814319182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/323440977814319182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/simplesmente-mae.html' title='Simplesmente MÃE !!!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-3673258584508696438</id><published>2009-05-08T22:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:40:52.721-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabisquei essas palavras e resultou nisso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1U-gN6qTBZY/Sc_2bbkTwWI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/BDhym87-l2M/s320/palavras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1U-gN6qTBZY/Sc_2bbkTwWI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/BDhym87-l2M/s320/palavras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sem caminho! É desse modo que se encontram meus pensamentos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não encontro a maneira correta de transmutar meus pensamentos em um amontoado de palavras com sentido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;eles simplesmente estão indomáveis no exato momento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas é bom ter essa experiência, ver como surgem e se vão idéias simultâneas em minha mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;me fazendo relembrar que nesta vida não sabemos tudo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;recordando-me que enquanto neste mundo eu estiver, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;serei uma eterna aprendiz, e é assim que quero ser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pois que graça haveria em viver neste mundão sabendo de tudo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Se assim fosse, eu não teria a oportunidade de provar todos os sentimentos desconhecidos a cada descoberta feita, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pois tudo não passaria de apenas mais um, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e se conhecer todos os sentimentos é sinônimo de sabedoria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;quero ser a mais burra de todas, pois, antes sentir coisas incomparáveis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;como se fossem pela primeria vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;a tê-los como simplesmente mais um. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Gabriela&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/1327794060511923599-3673258584508696438?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/3673258584508696438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/rabisquei-essas-palavras-e-resultou.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/3673258584508696438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/3673258584508696438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/rabisquei-essas-palavras-e-resultou.html' title='Rabisquei essas palavras e resultou nisso...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1U-gN6qTBZY/Sc_2bbkTwWI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/BDhym87-l2M/s72-c/palavras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-1184444372132754821</id><published>2009-05-05T19:05:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:06:43.659-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O quê que custava..?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grove.ufl.edu/~brasa/fila2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px" alt="" src="http://grove.ufl.edu/%7Ebrasa/fila2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ontem... plena segunda-feira, eu e meu amigo val, fomos depois do colégio até a AETC, para colocar-mos passagens em nossos cartões. Quando eu entro, aquele amontoado de gente, resultando num calor enorme, ainda bem que lá tem ar-condicionado que amenizou um pouco :D e como quase sempre, os dias pares (2ª,4ª e 6ª) estão com filas enormes,e ontem não foi diferente, . Creio que havia, só de curvas, umas quatro ou cinco, imaginem só vocês?!?! Mas o que quero comentar foi um fato ocorrido com uma amiga minha, como eu disse acima eu e meu amigo val fomos até a aetc e minutos depois minha amiga Rayenni's e El chegam, assim, como já estávamos mais avançados do que elas em relação à fila, pedimos os cartões delas para carregar, só assim elas não enfrentariam toda aquela fila que já havia aumentado bastante desde que eu havia chegado. Então eu fiquei com o cartão da El, o meu e o da minha irmã, e val com o cartão dele, e o da Rayenni's que ainda veio junto mais outros dois(cartões do irmão e irmã da Rayenni's), até aí tudo bem. Chega a minha vez e eu coloca as passagens nos 3 cartões que estavam comigo sem problema algum, mas o val estava com 4 cartões em mãos e quando a mulher viu aquele montinho de cartões e carteiras de estudante perguntou se todos eram irmãos dele e imaginem o que ele disse? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;-SIM, são TODOS meus irmãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;É óbvio que a mulher não acreditou, assim, ela pede os cartões para conferir se os sobrenomes são os mesmos, e é nessa hora que bate um nervoso no val e ele diz (gaguejando):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Não, eles não são meus irmãos, esses são os cartões de uma amiga minha e dos irmãos dela que estão esperando lá fora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Daí a mulher fala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Aaa, então eu não posso carregar não! Só vou carregar o seu e pronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Eu, El e Rayenni's só estávamos aguardando o Val voltar com os cartões carregados, quando ele já volta todo constrangido e um meio sorriso pra Rayenni's e é quando ele diz para ela que não carregou o cartão dela nem dos irmãos, só o dele e conta o ocorrido. Nessa hora Rayenni's fica rindo, como se estivesse flutuando em um outro mundo, sem acreditar, ela havia pacientemente esperado pelos cartões e necas deles. Então eu digo a ela pra entar logo na fila. Rayenni's olha pra trás e a fila (sem brincadeira) já estava na escada do lado de fora da AETC. Nossa.. nessa hora me deu uma peninha dela, enfrentar tudo aquilo, ninguém  merece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ao menos ela não perdeu o senso de humor, pois ela ainda ficou brincando sobre a hora que ia chegar em casa, rsrsr. O coitado do Val, pediu diversas vezes desculpas a ela, e ela dizendo que não tinha problema nenhum, mesmo assim ele não parava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Val ficou tão indignado que foi a maior parte do caminho dizendo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;- Eu não acredito não, que mulher 'desgramada', o que custava ela ter carregado, eu ia dar o dinheiro de todo jeito! Tadinha da Rayenni's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Assim pessoal, termino o fato ocorrido ontem comigo e alguns amigos, e completo dizendo que o Val no dia seguinte, no colégio ainda pediu desculpas mais uma vez a Rayenni's, rsrsr. Mas diga aí, o que que custava a mulher ter carregado uma única vezinha??? ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;bjoOo pra todos =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-1184444372132754821?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/1184444372132754821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-que-que-custava.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1184444372132754821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1184444372132754821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-que-que-custava.html' title='O quê que custava..?!?!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6428286566367451411</id><published>2009-05-03T13:44:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:35:07.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Opostas sensações</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ3ODWPiDsk/RvQSxgwaWpI/AAAAAAAAACM/4g2ub4RykBE/s320/casal-na-chuva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ3ODWPiDsk/RvQSxgwaWpI/AAAAAAAAACM/4g2ub4RykBE/s320/casal-na-chuva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Vejam todas aquelas pessoas, correndo da chuva com seus guarda-chuvas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;como se ela fosse algo que as tirasseem sangue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;algo insuportável, doloroso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumb_69/1152204116o41k7R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumb_69/1152204116o41k7R.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;quando na verdade é o oposto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;É como se a chuva quisesse de algum modo comunicar-se conosco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e o meio que ela encontrou, possivelmente, não seja através de palavras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas sim pelo &lt;strong&gt;tato&lt;/strong&gt;, proporcionando para ambos os lados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;a experiência de sentir a temperatura de um corpo penetrar em um outro ser &lt;a href="http://carva55.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/chuva-92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://carva55.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/chuva-92.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e se tornarem uma composição única, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;saciando a sede que possuímos, não de uma só vez, mas aos poucos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;para que possamos degustar a sensação de algo frio tocando algo quente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;É o complemento da vida , onde instantes atrás tentávamos nos livrar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mas ela é persistente, pois o que ela mais almeja no momento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;é nos mostrar que opostos são bem mais emocionantes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e que algo diferente, é apenas ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;diferente!! &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/1327794060511923599-6428286566367451411?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6428286566367451411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/opostas-sensacoes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6428286566367451411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6428286566367451411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/05/opostas-sensacoes.html' title='Opostas sensações'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJ3ODWPiDsk/RvQSxgwaWpI/AAAAAAAAACM/4g2ub4RykBE/s72-c/casal-na-chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-3127644502087940752</id><published>2009-04-26T22:17:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:54:02.399-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Imprevisível..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cache01.stormap.sapo.pt/fotostore01/fotos//46/cd/11/2561974_BdYd0.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cache01.stormap.sapo.pt/fotostore01/fotos//46/cd/11/2561974_BdYd0.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada sei sobre o futuro. Nada sei sobre o hoje. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei sobre o agora, neste exato instante. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Planejo coisas que podem não vir a acontecer, assim, tento deixar rolar naturalmente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todos temos planos, mas não me fixo muito a eles. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida não foi feita para ter seus minutos comprometidos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ela é imprevisível, e ao mesmo tempo previsível. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada tenta evitar, vem quando quer ou por acidente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada se pode fazer, não se consegue controlar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida e a morte são opostos imprevisíveis, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não se sabe a hora que surgem ou a hora que se vão, elas simplesmente acontecem, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não conseguimos domá-las, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas ao contrário de nós elas conseguiram esse feito, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a verdade é que fomos por ambos domados. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Gabriela&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/1327794060511923599-3127644502087940752?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/3127644502087940752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/imprevisivel.html#comment-form' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/3127644502087940752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/3127644502087940752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/imprevisivel.html' title='Imprevisível..!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-785216891138914513</id><published>2009-04-21T18:52:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:35:27.351-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Planeta Terra, NOSSA casa..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://coqueteclando.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/preservar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://coqueteclando.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/preservar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Planeta esquentando, avisos constantes para cuidar da nossa casa - o planeta Terra -, porém, às vezes parece que é tudo em vão, que todas as pessoas que aqui habitam não ouvem. Tem dias quando saio no sol, sinto uma queimação na pele, algo muito quente sobre a minha pele mesmo, e nessas horas percebo a que ponto anda o nosso planeta, mas o pior de tudo é saber que nós estamos acabando com a nossa própria casa, e isso é extremamente triste. Desde de que escutei falar no aquecimento global, procurei me informar e participar de movimentos a favor do planeta, e fico feliz em ajudar. Quando recordo-me da cidade na qual morava, percebo a grande diferença que há entre o interior e a capital, tanto em questão de clima, quanto de construções. O que mais se vê nas cidades grandes é a ambição do "bicho" homem em querer cada vez mais dinheiro, assim, gerando mais prédios, mais pistas para automóveis, e cada vez menos florestas, árvores, animais. Tudo bem, é compreensível querer gerar mais renda e tal, mas o que não é suportável é ver o meio ambiente tentando se adequar a nova sociedade, que a extermina e que mesmo a natureza "sabendo" desses malefícios continua a nos deixar usufruí-la e nos fornecendo oxigênio, ar puro, e tantas outras coisas essenciais para a vida. Mas o bom é ver que existe pessoas que em ambos lugares, possuem a consiência e sabem as consequências dos seus atos. Outro dia eu estava visitando alguns blogs que abordam assuntos sobre o aquecimento global, consumo consiente, meio ambiente, etc... e aderi novas idéias, mais do que já são de minha compreensão, e hoje eu conheci um outro blog que me trouxe a vontade de tentar fazer mais uma vez o meu antigo jardim, ou uma pequena horta, ou os dois, ainda não estou com plena certeza. Mas o que sei, é que o meio ambiente um dia vai reclamar tudo o que estamos fazendo a ele, tanto bem quanto mal. Assim sendo, vamos preservar o que ainda possuimos, ou melhor o que nos está sendo emprestado, pois simplesmente fomos até a natureza sem pedir licença e dela fissemos uso como acontece até hoje. Mas a natureza é tão generosa assim como Deus, que temos essa chance de nos redimir, então faça algo não só pela natureza, mas por você mesmo, plante uma árvore, economize água, escove os dentes com a torneira fechada, ponha a embalagem do bombom no lixo e não no chão, etc, mas não fique parado vendo uns agirem e você sem nada fazer. Lute enquanto ainda há tempo, porque quando a vida nos dá uma chance não devemos deixá-la simplesmente esvaecer-se diante dos nossos olhos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Temos o poder de mudar, renovar, é pena nem sempre ser-mos conscientes disso para transpôr nossa consciência em atitudes." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gabriela&lt;/em&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/1327794060511923599-785216891138914513?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/785216891138914513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/planeta-terra-nossa-casa.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/785216891138914513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/785216891138914513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/planeta-terra-nossa-casa.html' title='Planeta Terra, NOSSA casa..!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-629232787202857303</id><published>2009-04-21T18:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:41:37.607-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem querer falar em politicagem..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.terra.com.br/i/2009/04/16/1169258-1790-atm17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://img.terra.com.br/i/2009/04/16/1169258-1790-atm17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;O presidente Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva foi mais uma vez destaque na televisão internacional, dessa vez com direito a participação especial no polêmico desenho South Park. O brasileiro apareceu no episódio que foi ao ar nos Estados Unidos nesta quarta-feira (15).&lt;br /&gt;Chamado “Pinewood Derby”, o episódio pertence à 13ª temporada do desenho e mostra a Terra sendo invadida por alienígenas. Entre os líderes mundiais que negociam com a “polícia galática” está Lula, ao lado da alemã Angela Merkel e do francês Nicolas Sarkozy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;( Texto extraído da globo.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não que eu queira ser uma bela conhecedora sobre política, mas ao meu ver, o presidente Lula, elevou o Brasil a um patamar considerável, em comparação a tempos anteriores. Espero que o nosso país continue cada vez mais desenvolvendo-se. É o que deseja uma brasileira nata. =D&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/1327794060511923599-629232787202857303?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/629232787202857303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/sem-querer-falar-em-politicagem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/629232787202857303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/629232787202857303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/sem-querer-falar-em-politicagem.html' title='Sem querer falar em politicagem..'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6898884473333441504</id><published>2009-04-20T20:04:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:07:45.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme da sexta foto ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ganhei esse meme da Willa Albuquerque - Blog: ritmo da chuva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://ritmo-da-chuva.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ritmo-da-chuva.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;). Obrigadinha, Willa, de verdade. BjoOo =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Regras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;• Vá à pasta de fotos do seu computador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;• Vá à sexta pasta de fotos do seu computador&lt;br /&gt;• Coloque essa foto no blog e escreve alguma coisa sobre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;• Convide 6 amigo(as)s para participarem e fazerem o mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se0JuXgzniI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nh811dBEla0/s1600-h/OgAAADVat4UyxhBr3x1S8-xNrjVTP-LXFh2gVTND6tI8vx8Bz-T5nGmdX3uCAqOguqEmYAWXiayPqgIGYqnEm_7FdkQAm1T1UHKAxnsuPCOX1UT4nnKYJynqnoAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326924626439413282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se0JuXgzniI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nh811dBEla0/s400/OgAAADVat4UyxhBr3x1S8-xNrjVTP-LXFh2gVTND6tI8vx8Bz-T5nGmdX3uCAqOguqEmYAWXiayPqgIGYqnEm_7FdkQAm1T1UHKAxnsuPCOX1UT4nnKYJynqnoAY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2º ano, hora do intervalo- uns fazendo o exércicio na sala pra não fazer em casa, outros "brigando" lá atrás, outros fofocando no corredor, etc, é ... assim é a escola, terei muitas saudades de tudo isso. Considero por demais esses meus amigos, ainda falta outros que também são essenciais, porém, não gostam muito de tirar fotos a qualqer momento, não é gente ?!?! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se tem três coisa das quais não consigo viver é Deus, minha família e meus amigos. Tenho amigos que me conhecem de um jeito bem peculiar. Já ouvi dizer que há amigos que sabem coisas que nem os nossos próprios pais conhecem, e digo mais, esse tipo de amigos eu possuo. Essa foto não está inteiramente completa falta alguns amigos, mas não menos importantes. Valeu pessoal por estarem e sorrirem comigo nessa vida unicamente incrível, e para aqueles que estou conquistando, muito obriigada por me permitir entrar em suas vidas. Saibam que as míninas atitudes e palavras são por mim aderidas, mesmo que tardem um pouco. Espero guardár-lhes em minha mente e no meu coração o máximo que puder, não digo pra sempre porque não seu o que o fututo me prepara, mas espero que mesmo velhinha, de vocês eu não esqueça, mas vocês sabem como é né?? Mas eu acredito que quando nós formos bem velhinhos lá estaremos nós nos revendo e comparando quando eramos jovenzinhos e perceberemos que o tempo pode modificar quase tudo, mas nunca belas amizades, pois se forem verdadeiras elas nunca se vão. Na foto: a menina que está tocando na bolsa vermelha é a isabela, a que está do lado dela encostada na carteira sou eu - gabi'h, a que está atrás de mim é a dani, thatá, luender, jadson, e a que está atrás da dani é a nesa. Entenderam ??!! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BjoOo pra todos vocês. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Repasso essa meme para:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lígia Gabriela; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daniela Lima; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Milla Borges; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saulo Prado; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Valdemir Reis; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aline Rivas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Espero que curtam..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-6898884473333441504?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6898884473333441504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/meme-da-sexta-foto.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6898884473333441504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6898884473333441504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/meme-da-sexta-foto.html' title='Meme da sexta foto ..'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se0JuXgzniI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nh811dBEla0/s72-c/OgAAADVat4UyxhBr3x1S8-xNrjVTP-LXFh2gVTND6tI8vx8Bz-T5nGmdX3uCAqOguqEmYAWXiayPqgIGYqnEm_7FdkQAm1T1UHKAxnsuPCOX1UT4nnKYJynqnoAY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-114045806095659361</id><published>2009-04-18T22:23:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:35:03.227-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Falar, ouvir, olhar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pagesperso-orange.fr/mexiqueculture/imagenes/abcdf-labios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://pagesperso-orange.fr/mexiqueculture/imagenes/abcdf-labios.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keAdFezDX_M/SWgYkl2TnFI/AAAAAAAAABI/a6GEtTa3DpU/s320/18_vc_escuta_como.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://evandrojrs.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/olhar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://evandrojrs.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/olhar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olhando pra tudo e pra todos que posso enxergar, percebo até onde cheguei e o que conquistei. Dizem que sou muito jovem pra saber sobre a vida, posso até ser, mas nesse tempo de vida que hoje tenho já deliciei-me das mais variáveis experiências. É complicado querer descrever determinadas coisas, as quais para mim são essenciais. Aaa aa vidaa, tão complexa, tão inacreditável, tão misteriosa, mas é exatamente todo esse mistério que me atrai. Quem nunca viveu uma boa emoção, ou um mal momento?! Acredito que todos já os tiveram. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Palavras, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ditas por muitos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;compreendidas por poucos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que são algumas palavras?? Eu digo, são muita coisa!! Uma palavra modifica por completo uma frase, um momento, uma vida! Creio que todos já se deram conta do que nos foi dado, uma boca e dois ouvidos, é óbvio! Assim torna-se perceptível o que devemos saber: ouvir mais e falar menos. Ou caso, você goste de falar, pense bastante no que dizer, pois muitas pessoas falam antes e depois pensam e consequentemente arrependem-se após falarem. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas como no início deste texto eu havia dito, é um tanto complicado descrever determinadas coisas, eu lhes digo, que eu prefiro em determinados casos nem ouvir e nem falar e sim olhar, pois só assim eu perceberei a feição de alguém vendo algo jamais visto. Se tem uma coisa que eu acredito ser verdadeiro é o olhar, sabe porque? Porque como dizem: os olhos são as janelas da alma! Então eu me apego mais a um olhar do que as palavras vãs dos dissimulados! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Por: Gabriela&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/1327794060511923599-114045806095659361?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/114045806095659361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/falar-ouvir-olhar.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/114045806095659361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/114045806095659361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/falar-ouvir-olhar.html' title='Falar, ouvir, olhar!'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_keAdFezDX_M/SWgYkl2TnFI/AAAAAAAAABI/a6GEtTa3DpU/s72-c/18_vc_escuta_como.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2921932237413153726</id><published>2009-04-14T17:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:34:35.203-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas minuciosas da vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pracadarepublica.weblog.com.pt/fotos/mar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://pracadarepublica.weblog.com.pt/fotos/mar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ipt.olhares.com/data/big/184/1842155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ipt.olhares.com/data/big/184/1842155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Muitas pessoas não se perguntam porque elas estão aqui, qual o propósito pelo qual vivem ou como algumas apenas existem. Já me fiz diversas vezes essas e muitas outras perguntas e chego a inúmeras conclusões. Cada dia que vivo aqui é único, procuro tirar o maior proveito do que a vida tem a me oferecer. Acredito sim que tenho uma missão a cumprir, mesmo sem saber ao que se refere. Olho ao meu redor e fico feliz em ver coisas extremamente maravilhosas, no entanto, sabendo que há tantas coisas incríveis, momentos únicos, pessoas inesquecíveis me entristeço com determinadas atitudes. Sei que não cabe a mim determinar o modo como as pessoas devem ser ou o que elas deveriam ou não falar, mas é impossível (pelo menos para mim) não ter uma opinião sobre essa e muitas outras atitudes. Digo isso, não que eu queira dar uma lição de moral em alguém, mas se conseguir conscientizá-los virá a calhar ^^ ... mas não, esse não é o motivo pelo qual estou a escrever hoje, e sim o modo como muitas pessoas agem em meio a pequenas, ou melhor, minúsculas controvérsias do mundo. Compreendo que vivo em um mundo hoje contraditório, no qual uma grande maioria das pessoas são constantemente inssaciáveis, sim, pois comprovei isso hoje quando estava voltando para casa de ônibus após ouvir um rapaz comentar sobre o tempo. Ele reclamava um tanto quanto irritado sobre essa mudança que está ocorrendo - hora é chuva, hora é sol -. Daí comecei a pensar como não só esse rapaz, mas imagino que assim como ele, algumas pessoas ficam irritadas só porque está chovendo, falo de um modo ímpar, não estou incluindo as indundações causadas pelas chuvas (o que é muito triste), mas uma chuva simples em uma capital brasileira, onde não afeta tanto a população. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ouço frequentemente pessoas reclamarem que o sol está cada vez mais intenso e forte, que está um calor insuportável, etc, e ouço também quando chove, pessoas reclamando do frio, de que é horrível quando está chovendo, é claro que dificulta um pouco as coisas, porém como eu digo muito a alguns amigos, os quais estão aprendendo a absorverem isso, é que aprendam a ver primeiramente o lado positivo das coisas para depois enxergar o não agradável. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Eu aprendi a enxergar e absorver as coisas boas da vida e a agradecer por elas se revelarem para mim, e assim pretendo continuar, enquanto outras pessoas insistem em observar o ponto ruim. É óbvio que existem diversas coisas intensamente más, no entanto elas são atraídas para nós se lhe dermos intensa atenção. É dificultoso realizar algo quando não estamos bem, quando algo não nos conforta ou agrada, isso é um fato. Assim sendo, é bem melhor e até mais fácil optar-mos por ver o lado bom das coisas, e sermos gratos pelo que nos foi oferecido neste dia. Se ainda sim não conseguires observar os pontos positivos que existem nessa vida, ao menos procure vê-los como simplesmente um dia diferente de todos os outros, pois para a maioria das pessoas que conheço elas amam uma novidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Adquira uma bela frase: a vida é uma dádiva divina, ela é única, por isso não deixe de acreditar que tudo pode vir a seu favor, basta enxergá-la com bons olhos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lembre-se de como era bom quando fostes criança, como tudo podia e pode ainda vir a ser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não deixe de acreditar na vida, não se engane sobre ela, pois pra mim, para você, ela preserva muitos segredos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ti faço uma pergunta: Você já observou o horizonte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Acredite, ele nunca é o mesmo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Por: Gabriela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-2921932237413153726?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/2921932237413153726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/muitas-pessoas-nao-se-perguntam-porque.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2921932237413153726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2921932237413153726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/muitas-pessoas-nao-se-perguntam-porque.html' title='Coisas minuciosas da vida'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-5025007394443469863</id><published>2009-04-10T20:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:27:00.847-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dá-se um jeitinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca pensei que depois de uma briga &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as coisas nas quais eu acreditava não ter mais saída &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;finalmente endireitaram-se, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não acreditava muito porque de todas as brigas ocorridas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;resultava um rancor ou uma mágoa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É muito ruim brigar com quem você ama, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;é de estremecer a goela, de formigar a mente e não o estômago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas como sempre soube, pra tudo dá-se um jeitinho,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; o jeitinho do brasileiro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Após toda  turbulência a calmaria prevalece, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as lembranças surgem e mostram a beleza da vida, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o que nela existe pra ti trazer prazer e alegria , daí, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;posso perceber que mesmo com brigas ou calmarias &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vale muito a pena viver.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que se for pra obter a paz, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vou brigar quantas vezes necessário for. =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Por: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gabriela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1327794060511923599-5025007394443469863?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/5025007394443469863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/da-se-um-jeitinho.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5025007394443469863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5025007394443469863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/da-se-um-jeitinho.html' title='Dá-se um jeitinho'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-5460936845634951268</id><published>2009-04-09T17:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:47:39.528-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos verdadeiros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'>Amigos nos surpeendem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://presite.queridosamigos.globo.com/files/32/2008/02/16_amigos_abraco1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://presite.queridosamigos.globo.com/files/32/2008/02/16_amigos_abraco1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Esconde, esconde, lá vem ela! - diz o amigo da garota do outro lado da rua.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eles olham para o portão e ela lá está, ela entra e abraça-os, senta-se ao lado deles e começam a pôr o 'papo' em dia. Todos sabem que o aniversário dela foi a dois dias atrás, a outra amiga chega, e junto com as amigas distanciam-se sem que ela perceba que em uma de suas mãos há um pacote, e vão até um local fora da visão de todos, quando voltam é cantando parabéns com um presente e um cartão verde, com um daqueles chocolates que mais parecem trufas, colado por cima do envelope e novamente abraçam-se, todos se sentam, uns no chão outros no banquinho, e ela começa a sorrir, e disser:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Mas esse povo gosta de inventar coisas. Eu num sei não, viu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todos a pedem para abrir o embrulho, ela o abri quase rasgando-o, e a amiga pede para que ela vá com calma, pois sua mãe demorou muito para enfeitá-lo. E todos pôem-se a gargalhar. Ela diz ser um livro devido ao formato e fala:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Eu já imagino que livro é!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma das amigas grita: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- É orgulho e preconceito!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ela retruca:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Táhhh deixa pelo menos eu abrir né?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela abri, e o que vê? O livro que a tempos vem juntando tutu (dinheiro) para comprar, pois aconteceu com ela, aquela velha história : bateu o olho, apaixonou-se pelo livro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela diz : &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Eu não acredito não!! Caramba, vocês são fogo mesmo. A menina que roubava livros! Eu tô super afim de ler esse livro. Brigadão mesmo tá gente?!?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dos meninos comenta:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Ouxe, foi difícil demais de guarda segredo dela, uma vez a gente tava no ônibus e as meninas liguaram pra mim e eu tive que inventar uma história de que a gente tava juntanto dinheiro pra ir todo mundo de uma só vez tirar fotos para a carteira da mídiateca, numa loja que uma amiga nossa tem desconto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A presenteada diz:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Ahh, bem que eu achei esquisito aquela história, porque ele passou um ano pra disser isso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todos riem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E dissem mais:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Engraçado era pra combinar como íamos fazer, a gente não tinha muito tempo, quando ela saía da sala, dissíamos o que faríamos rapidinho, quando ela voltava eu falava que tinha esquecido o que ia disser e era aquele silêncio. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riem novamente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contam-na que todos contribuiram na compra do livro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesse meio tempo é perceptível ver no semblante da aniversariante a felicidade que nela habita , não completamente pelo material, mas pelo imaterial, pois ver em seus amigos o compartilhamento de uma data que para ela é a mais especial- o seu aniversário.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida é assim, repleta de surpresas umas boas outras não tanto, mas não posso negar que ela é incrível. Um dia você nem sequer tinha a mínina noção de que aquelas pessoas existiam, e derrepende o destino da um jeitinho de colocá-los na sua vida e fazer com que tornasem-se verdadeiros amigos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim eu termino o que presenciei, o qual digo com plena certeza ser um belo momento entre amigos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eu poderia suportar, embora não sem dor, que tivessem morrido todos os meus amores, mas enlouqueceria se morressem todos os meus amigos!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-5460936845634951268?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/5460936845634951268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/amigos-nos-surpeendem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5460936845634951268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5460936845634951268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/amigos-nos-surpeendem.html' title='Amigos nos surpeendem'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-1929199209827883971</id><published>2009-04-05T16:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:58:12.749-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Essências...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sp0.fotolog.com/photo/0/51/126/fotopinga/1204037174_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXofBlSBlRU/SasV_dou8DI/AAAAAAAAAkw/I_xNFifwboc/s400/Love+XOXO,+by+Pink+Sherbert+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Observar as coisas simples da vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;é em reunião de dia de domingo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;sentar-se à mesa e ver o sorriso no rosto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;de cada membro da sua família,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ver as crianças correndo umas atrás das outras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;sem nem pararem para comer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ver a sogra se dando bem com a nora, o em muito contradiz as velhas leis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ver o vovô, fazendo a velha mágica da moeda para os netinhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e vê-los chocados perguntando-se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;como o vovô havia feito aquilo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ver o casal se olhando, esquecendo que estão no meio de uma confusão de crianças,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas o bom mesmo é saber que todas aquelas pessoas se importam com o que te acontece ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que mesmo com aquela imensidão de pessoas uma a mais ou uma a menos fará sim, toda a diferença. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nada como estar em casa mais uma vez, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e sentir-se amada por quem amamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Gabriela&lt;/em&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/1327794060511923599-1929199209827883971?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/1929199209827883971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/essencias.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1929199209827883971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1929199209827883971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/essencias.html' title='Essências...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXofBlSBlRU/SasV_dou8DI/AAAAAAAAAkw/I_xNFifwboc/s72-c/Love+XOXO,+by+Pink+Sherbert+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6338647988567157919</id><published>2009-04-05T16:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:47:36.303-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Creia no invisível</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5u0VbnqQOqQ/Rod6zdZLbVI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gDwkv6lZP70/s400/Em+tuas+mÃ£os.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5u0VbnqQOqQ/Rod6zdZLbVI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gDwkv6lZP70/s400/Em+tuas+m%C3%A3os.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Somos fruto do pecado, é inevitável não pecarmos, a vida nos oferece tantas coisas "boas", mas se soubermos dizer o não, essas coisas não nos afetarão. Sim, somos imperfeitos, mas temos a liberdade de decidir se seremos imperfeitos até o fim dos nossos dias. Somos o que decidimos e Deus age de acordo com nossas decisões, assim como proferiu o Pe. Fábio de Melo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Eu sou muito imperfeito, eu sou muito cheio de limites,&lt;br /&gt;mas em pensar que no meio destas imperfeições, destes limites todos,&lt;br /&gt;Deus resolveu agir..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Às vezes o mais difícil da vida é isso:&lt;br /&gt;não é dar o que a gente tem, é dar o que a gente é!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Pois uma coisa é dar de comer a um necessitado, outra é dar carinho, dizer-lhe que há um Deus que olha por ele, alguém que o ama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não limite-se apenas a coisas visíveis, acredite também nas invisíveis, pois não podemos ver o vento, mas sabemos que ele existe. Assim é o nosso Criador, ele está sempre conosco, no entanto, algumas vezes esquecemos disso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Por: Gabriela&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/1327794060511923599-6338647988567157919?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6338647988567157919/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/somos-fruto-do-pecado-e-inevitavel-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6338647988567157919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6338647988567157919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/04/somos-fruto-do-pecado-e-inevitavel-nao.html' title='Creia no invisível'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5u0VbnqQOqQ/Rod6zdZLbVI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gDwkv6lZP70/s72-c/Em+tuas+m%C3%A3os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7209406824157082962</id><published>2009-03-29T18:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:07:05.603-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Marley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://spicewriter.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/bob-marley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://spicewriter.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/bob-marley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spicewriter.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/bob-marley.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A cerca de meia hora atrás eu estava assistindo o filme 'Eu sou a Lenda' - muito bom digasse de passagem, no entanto com pequenas coisas questionáveis -, no qual diversas vezes podia-se ouvir músicas do cantor jamaicano Robert Nesta Marley, mais conhecido como Bob Marley, e no decorrer do filme há um momento em que Robert Neville [ Will Smith], fala sobre um fato ocorrido com Bob Marley, e após ouví-lo decidi vir aqui para comentar. Creio que inúmeras pessoas conhecem um pouco, ou ao menos qual o objetivo de Marley. Se sim ou não, posso descreve-lo como músico de origem latina-americano, mestiço, vindo de um dos países mais pobres de todas as américas. Bob Marley mostrou que música de qualidade, que fale de paz não é nem política nem chata. O reggae veio através deste homem e daqueles que mostravam a mesma índole que ele, que muitas vezes vale muito mais cantar o amor do que fazer a guerra, viver em paz do que com ódio. O reggae encontra adeptos nos mais diferentes grupos, pois não busca rostos mas almas que falem do prazer de se viver e da alegria que é compartilhar esta vida com quem amamos. Em 1976, dois dias antes de uma palestra sobre a paz que faria, Marley fora alvo de uma tentativa de assassinato, ninguém esperava que ele fosse ainda fazer a apresentação. Mas ele foi, e explicou mais ou menos desta forma: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Se as pessoas ruins não descansam, então eu ou qualquer outra pessoa que queira fazer o bem também não pode parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Daí, percebo a pura verdade que há nesta frase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gabriela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/1327794060511923599-7209406824157082962?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/7209406824157082962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/bob-marley.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7209406824157082962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7209406824157082962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/bob-marley.html' title='Bob Marley'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-4772103230107220063</id><published>2009-03-29T00:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:49:58.993-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles Chaplin sobre a vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://azoreanangel.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/bebe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://azoreanangel.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/bebe3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A coisa mais injusta sobre a vida é a maneira como ela termina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Eu acho que o verdadeiro ciclo da vida está todo de trás pra frente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nós deveríamos morrer primeiro, nos livrar logo disso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Daí viver num asilo, até ser chutado pra fora de lá por estar muito novo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ganhar um relógio de ouro e ir trabalhar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Então você trabalha 40 anos até ficar novo o bastante &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pra poder aproveitar sua aposentadoria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Aí você curte tudo, bebe bastante álcool, faz festas e se prepara para a faculdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Você vai para colégio, tem várias namoradas, vira criança, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não tem nenhuma responsabilidade, se torna um bebezinho de colo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;volta pro útero da mãe, passa seus últimos nove meses de vida flutuando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;E termina tudo com um ótimo orgasmo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não seria perfeito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-4772103230107220063?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/4772103230107220063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/charles-chaplin-sobre-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4772103230107220063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4772103230107220063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/charles-chaplin-sobre-vida.html' title='Charles Chaplin sobre a vida'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6087709734192050906</id><published>2009-03-28T20:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:55:16.858-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Eu não tenho que ser alguém além de um nascimento de duas almas em uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Parte de onde eu estou indo é conhecer de onde eu venho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Eu não quero ser nada além do que eu tenho tentado ser ultimamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Tudo que eu tenho que fazer é pensar em mim e eu terei paz na mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Eu estou cansado de olhar em torno de quartos pensando no que eu tenho que fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ou quem devo ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Eu não quero ser nada além de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;[&lt;em&gt;trecho traduzido da música : I Don't want to be - Gavin Degraw&lt;/em&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/1327794060511923599-6087709734192050906?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6087709734192050906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-nao-tenho-que-ser-alguem-alem-de-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6087709734192050906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6087709734192050906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-nao-tenho-que-ser-alguem-alem-de-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-9038816873782198716</id><published>2009-03-27T17:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:04:54.618-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Engano meu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QVAh9lITqho/SUggAjoFUJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/g1eS4Wy8S1k/s320/6710107-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QVAh9lITqho/SUggAjoFUJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/g1eS4Wy8S1k/s320/6710107-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não era triste enquanto eu nada sabia..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoje estou pra baixo ao saber...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;parece que a esperança nessas horas some e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não volta mais...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;engano meu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nessas horas ela fortifica-se mais do que nunca...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e me revela o que a de acontecer..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o que meu coração deseja que aconteça..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;[&lt;em&gt; Gabriela&lt;/em&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-9038816873782198716?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/9038816873782198716/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/engano-meu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/9038816873782198716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/9038816873782198716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/engano-meu.html' title='Engano meu'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QVAh9lITqho/SUggAjoFUJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/g1eS4Wy8S1k/s72-c/6710107-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-5985400411662848076</id><published>2009-03-25T21:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:43:05.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fórmulas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu não quero ser nada além de mim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quero ser simplesmente eu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não mudo para agradar aos outros,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mudo para satisfazer a mim mesma..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o que fazer se não consiguir agradar a todos&lt;br /&gt;nem o próprio Cristo a todos agradou ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sou alegre, sou feliz, sou única ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cada um de nós somos únicos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fórmulas ímpares que neste mundo encontrarão um par...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Gabriela&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-5985400411662848076?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/5985400411662848076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/formulas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5985400411662848076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5985400411662848076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/formulas.html' title='Fórmulas'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-9148825084843149154</id><published>2009-03-20T18:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:50:10.677-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subordinados'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imaginação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conceitos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barreiras'/><title type='text'>É tempo de mente sem fronteiras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c3N-nbKnVgY/SXXLIrcMhII/AAAAAAAAApE/ykEV2jRCBQ8/s400/liberdade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c3N-nbKnVgY/SXXLIrcMhII/AAAAAAAAApE/ykEV2jRCBQ8/s400/liberdade2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Libertei minha imaginação e minha mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ampliei minha visão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e vivi intensamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não dei poder ao tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e ele tornou-se meu subordinado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e não o contrário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;transmutei meus antigos pensamentos com barreiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;em uma mente hoje sem fronteiras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;porque é tempo de mudarmos nossos conceitos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;em relação aos nossos desejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;[ Gabriela ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-9148825084843149154?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/9148825084843149154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-tempo-de-mente-sem-fronteiras.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/9148825084843149154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/9148825084843149154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-tempo-de-mente-sem-fronteiras.html' title='É tempo de mente sem fronteiras'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c3N-nbKnVgY/SXXLIrcMhII/AAAAAAAAApE/ykEV2jRCBQ8/s72-c/liberdade2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-179370537766457182</id><published>2009-03-19T18:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:12:08.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos repentinos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HlebK5SzV20/SQy4Uei7MYI/AAAAAAAAANA/4S9tnJvHMtI/s400/encanto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HlebK5SzV20/SQy4Uei7MYI/AAAAAAAAANA/4S9tnJvHMtI/s400/encanto.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;É engraçado como uma amiga minha costuma disser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que eu sou para ela um tipo de enigma, pois, minhas expressões são difíceis de se entender, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;porque sempre que nos vemos eu estou alegre ou com um sorriso em minha face, então nesses momentos eu a digo que a vida é muito mais que tristezas, raiva, rancor e lágrimas... ahh só se for de felicidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A vida é apenas uma para errar ou acertar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mas como todo ser humano, afirmo que em meu interior, é uma composição de diferentes fases. Em minha mente quase tudo está em seu devido lugar, a turbulencia é apenas no coração. Até tento colocar ambos em ordem, mas como a maior parte dos adolescentes, essa tarefa torna-se um tanto complexa. Sempre achei que meus problemas emotivos não tinham a necessidade de ser compartilhados com alguém, que eu conseguiria domá-los, e até aqui essa constatação está sendo verdadeira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Às vezes criamos armaduras para não deixar reluzir o que se está cicatrizando, não que haja feridas para cicatrizar-se. Sempre almejei por ter plena consciência de meus atos, para depois não arrepender-me, penso o suficiente antes de agir ou falar, sei que erros são inevitáveis, por isso, não tenho medo de errar, vivo como quero e como Deus me permite. Já ouvi diversas vezes que garotas amadurecem mais rápido que garotos, em parte isso é verídico, pois, desde que possuo o entendimento de meus atos, soube viver com maturidade, tomando decisões sensataz, e isso me fez crescer. Hoje vejo que não sou mais uma menininha ( embora isso nunca vá mudar para os meus pais - ainda bem) , e sim uma mulher. Trilho meu caminho, confiante que o saldo obtido será na maior parte positivo. Já passei por bons bucados nessa minha vida, conheci inúmeras e distintas pessoas de diferentes culturas e credos, mas creio que ainda a muito o que conhecer e viver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Vivo um dia de cada vez, e com a máxima intensidade, sei que não cabe a mim determinar a maneira na qual as pessoas deveriam viver, mas uma das únicas coisas que desejo de boa fé, é que as barreiras entre nós seres humanos sejam quebradas, e ao invés de muros todos nós ergamos pontes. Há uma frase que jamais esqueci e percebo que a cada vez que lembro-me dela, observo que é uma das mais puras verdades: "Homem algum é uma ilha, completa em si mesma" ( Colin Cherry) .... somos todos dependentes um do outro.. Vou terminando por aqui, finalmente, desejando carpe diem pra todo mundo... então ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xau pra vocês e carpe diem pra todo mundo...&lt;/em&gt; xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Por: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gabriela&lt;/strong&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/1327794060511923599-179370537766457182?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/179370537766457182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/pensamentos-repentinos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/179370537766457182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/179370537766457182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/pensamentos-repentinos.html' title='Pensamentos repentinos...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HlebK5SzV20/SQy4Uei7MYI/AAAAAAAAANA/4S9tnJvHMtI/s72-c/encanto.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-396171437584714149</id><published>2009-03-18T14:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:50:29.501-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha fé...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Minha fé é no desconhecido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;em tudo que não podemos compreender por meio da razão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Creio que o que está acima do nosso entendimento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;é apenas um fato em outras dimensões &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e que no reino do desconhecido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;há uma infinita reserva de poder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/1327794060511923599-396171437584714149?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/396171437584714149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/minha-fe-e-no-desconhecido-em-tudo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/396171437584714149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/396171437584714149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/minha-fe-e-no-desconhecido-em-tudo-que.html' title='Minha fé...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-9179303839115358668</id><published>2009-03-18T13:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:53:16.958-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Havia um cego...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://enosilenciodanoite.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/elMendigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 440px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" alt="" src="http://enosilenciodanoite.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/elMendigo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Havia um cego sentado na calçada em Paris, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;com um boné a seus pés e um pedaço de madeira que, escrito com giz branco, dizia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;"Por favor, ajude-me, sou cego".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Um publicitário, parou e viu umas poucas moedas no boné. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Sem pedir licença, pegou o cartaz e o giz, e escreveu outro anúncio e foi embora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Mais tarde o publicitário voltou a passar em frente ao cego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Agora, o seu boné estava cheio de moedas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;O cego reconheceu as pisadas e lhe perguntou se havia sido ele quem reescreveu seu cartaz, querendo saber o que havia escrito ali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;O publicitário disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;- Nada que não esteja de acordo com o seu anúncio, mas com outras palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Sorriu e continuou seu caminho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;O cego nunca soube, mas seu novo cartaz dizia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hoje é Primavera em Paris e eu não posso vê-la." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                              (Derek Destito)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Tudo o que precisamos é de uma mão para segurar, e um coração pra nós entender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1327794060511923599-9179303839115358668?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/9179303839115358668/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/havia-um-cego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/9179303839115358668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/9179303839115358668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/havia-um-cego.html' title='Havia um cego...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-4022814974825827278</id><published>2009-03-16T22:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:19:51.171-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ter Fé</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gaxxi.com/fotoritim/fotoritim/gorsel/dosya/11728764971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 444px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gaxxi.com/fotoritim/fotoritim/gorsel/dosya/11728764971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[ &lt;/span&gt;foto de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;Gundega Dege &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666600;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Muitos são os problemas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que deixam os olhares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;em meio a uma neblina incessante..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;onde não encontra-se solução..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;muitos sorriem em seu exterior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas interiormente pedem infinitamente consolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;o coração grita, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pede ajuda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas ninguém o ouvi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;porque não lhe é dado a vez de ser ouvido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;segue-se a regra da razão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;deixando de lado o coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Devemos perceber que o que mais importa é a felicidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;assim sendo, não permita que os problemas e as dificuldades consuman teu coração e tua mente, viva feliz sempre que puder, não permita que sua vida seja elaborada com a inclusão dos problemas... pois da mesma forma e consequencia que eles surgiram em algum momento eles desaparecerão, uma vez que não lhe é dado intensa atenção... e assim mais uma provação ira passar com pleno sucesso ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Quando achares que estais sozinho num momento turbulento, e que ninguém percebe o teu sofrimento, saiba que é exatamente nesses momentos que Deus começa a agir, basta você N'ele acreditar" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;[&lt;em&gt;S.G&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-4022814974825827278?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/4022814974825827278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/muitos-sao-os-problemas-que-deixam-os.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4022814974825827278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4022814974825827278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/muitos-sao-os-problemas-que-deixam-os.html' title='Ter Fé'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7659841240438743527</id><published>2009-03-16T15:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:19:07.181-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida é efêmera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V14KDtiq62o/RqpWBVa3KBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mfymr8wnR9o/S220/gundega+dege,+sigur+ros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V14KDtiq62o/RqpWBVa3KBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mfymr8wnR9o/S220/gundega+dege,+sigur+ros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sjn1cMRsVCE/Rm2l2oyhy6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/xiXxccAiVBg/s400/metro+infinito.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;O Tempo passa. A vida acontece. A distância separa. As crianças crescem. Os empregos vão e vêem. O amor fica mais frouxo. As pessoas não fazem o que deveriam fazer. O coração se rompe. Os colegas esquecem os favores. As carreiras terminam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;MAS... os verdadeiros amigos estão lá, não importa quanto tempo e quantos quilômetros estão entre vocês. Um amigo nunca está mais distante do que o alcance de uma necessidade, torcendo por você, intervindo em seu favor, e esperando-a de braços abertos, abençoando nossa vida! Quando iniciamos esta aventura chamada vida, não sabíamos das incríveis alegrias ou tristezas que estavam adiante. Nem sabíamos o quanto precisaríamos uns dos outros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;Por isso ... não deixe o tempo passar vá lá fora olhe para o céu e veja que belo é esse mundão. por mais coisas tristez que nele exista ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Tudo na vida tem o seu lado bom, basta você decidir atravéz de qual dos olhares você irá querer enxergar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;[&lt;em&gt;S.G.&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-7659841240438743527?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/7659841240438743527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/vida-e-efemera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7659841240438743527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7659841240438743527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/vida-e-efemera.html' title='A vida é efêmera...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V14KDtiq62o/RqpWBVa3KBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mfymr8wnR9o/s72-c/gundega+dege,+sigur+ros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-866736336648955130</id><published>2009-03-14T18:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:09:20.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pense nisso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Nnc0mE5IKQ/SVrfvt3QciI/AAAAAAAAANM/-3-GepQglZI/s400/visaosemolhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Nnc0mE5IKQ/SVrfvt3QciI/AAAAAAAAANM/-3-GepQglZI/s400/visaosemolhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não é preciso mostrar beleza aos cegos, nem dizer verdades aos surdos...&lt;br /&gt;Basta não mentir para quem te escuta, nem decepcionar os olhos de quem te vê!&lt;br /&gt;As palavras nos conquistam temporariamente, as atitudes nos ganham ou perdem para SEMPRE... &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/1327794060511923599-866736336648955130?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/866736336648955130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-e-preciso-mostrar-beleza-aos-cegos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/866736336648955130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/866736336648955130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-e-preciso-mostrar-beleza-aos-cegos.html' title='Pense nisso...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8Nnc0mE5IKQ/SVrfvt3QciI/AAAAAAAAANM/-3-GepQglZI/s72-c/visaosemolhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2079901791300516660</id><published>2009-03-12T19:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:10:16.539-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarice Lispector...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdXKeor9fPk/SMcg42E_eJI/AAAAAAAABwE/m2fLuo_RhFg/s400/clarice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdXKeor9fPk/SMcg42E_eJI/AAAAAAAABwE/m2fLuo_RhFg/s400/clarice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-2079901791300516660?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/2079901791300516660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/clarice-lispector.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2079901791300516660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2079901791300516660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/clarice-lispector.html' title='Clarice Lispector...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZdXKeor9fPk/SMcg42E_eJI/AAAAAAAABwE/m2fLuo_RhFg/s72-c/clarice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7922809725825777414</id><published>2009-03-10T21:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:22:34.851-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Menina que roubava Livros - Markus Zusak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ntS1JN3Ti3g/R6NF19B8-xI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ODgI8Vx6Iwo/s400/A+MORTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ntS1JN3Ti3g/R6NF19B8-xI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ODgI8Vx6Iwo/s400/A+MORTE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... Você vai morrer.Com absoluta sinceridade, tento ser otimista a respeito de todo esse assunto, embora a maioria das pessoas sinta-se impedida de acreditar em mim, sejam quais forem meus protestos. Por favor, confie em mim. Decididamente, eu sei ser animada, sei ser amável. Agradável. Afável. E esses são apenas os As. Só não me peça para ser simpática. Simpatia não tem nada a ver comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia me apresentar apropriadamente, mas, na verdade, isso não é necessário. Você me conhecerá o suficiente e bem depressa, dependendo de uma gama diversificada de variáveis. Basta dizer que, em algum ponto do tempo, eu me erguerei sobre você, com toda a cordialidade possível. Sua alma estará em meus braços. Haverá uma cor pousada em meu ombro. E levarei você embora gentilmente. Nesse momento, você estará deitado(a). (Raras vezes encontro pessoas de pé.) Estará solidificado(a) em seu corpo. Talvez haja uma descoberta; um grito pingará pelo ar. O único som que ouvirei depois disso será minha própria respiração, além do som do cheiro de meus passos.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui está ela. Uma dentre um punhado.A menina que roubava livros.Se quiser, venha comigo. Vou lhe contar uma história... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ass.:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A Morte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-7922809725825777414?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/7922809725825777414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/menina-que-roubava-livros-markus-zusak.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7922809725825777414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7922809725825777414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/menina-que-roubava-livros-markus-zusak.html' title='A Menina que roubava Livros - Markus Zusak'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ntS1JN3Ti3g/R6NF19B8-xI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ODgI8Vx6Iwo/s72-c/A+MORTE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7461327929044778403</id><published>2009-03-10T20:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:11:04.996-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_P36qhay7o/R7HcAgTkxZI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rOSzDW8ebyc/s400/Paula+Grenside2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_P36qhay7o/R7HcAgTkxZI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rOSzDW8ebyc/s400/Paula+Grenside2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Minha alma tem o peso da luz. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem o peso da música. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem o peso da palavra nunca dita, prestes quem sabe a ser dita. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem o peso de uma lembrança. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem o peso de uma saudade. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem o peso de um olhar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pesa como pesa uma ausência. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a lágrima que não se chorou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem o imaterial peso da solidão no meio de outros."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;[&lt;em&gt; Clarice Lispector &lt;/em&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/1327794060511923599-7461327929044778403?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/7461327929044778403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/minha-alma-tem-o-peso-da-luz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7461327929044778403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7461327929044778403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/minha-alma-tem-o-peso-da-luz.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_P36qhay7o/R7HcAgTkxZI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rOSzDW8ebyc/s72-c/Paula+Grenside2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6501128248093022368</id><published>2009-03-01T21:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:46:51.054-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;um abraço..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;um presente..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;a simplicidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;de escolher entre estes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;para uns faz toda a diferença...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e termina por revelar quem dentro de teu ser habitas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ontem me foi revelado um dos conteúdos que fazia e que ainda faz morada dentro de uma amiga muito querida...tal conteúdo é a simplicidade...pois mesmo sendo dia de receber presentes ela não ficou triste em receber um simples, mas sincero abraço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;''ás vezes as menores coisas para uns .. são gigantes e consideráveis para outros''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;                                                                                                                    [ s.g]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;eliz aniversário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.O..   ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-6501128248093022368?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6501128248093022368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/um-abraco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6501128248093022368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6501128248093022368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/03/um-abraco.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-8497348726513211389</id><published>2009-02-28T20:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:43:41.113-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em maio de 1976, corre o boato de que a escritora, Clarice Lispector não mais receberia jornalistas. José Castello, biógrafo e escritor, nessa época trabalhando no jornal "O Globo", mesmo assim telefona e consegue marcar um encontro. Após muitas idas e vindas é recebido. Trava então o seguinte diálogo com Clarice:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J.C. "— Por que você escreve?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.L. "— Vou lhe responder com outra pergunta: — Por que você bebe água?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J.C. "— Por que bebo água? Porque tenho sede."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C.L. "— Quer dizer que você bebe água para não morrer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois eu também: escrevo para me manter viva."&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/1327794060511923599-8497348726513211389?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/8497348726513211389/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/dialogo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/8497348726513211389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/8497348726513211389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/dialogo.html' title='Diálogo...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6737324110417266069</id><published>2009-02-28T20:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:39:18.621-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2D7Szjfhgug/SHv_l7x0uNI/AAAAAAAAATE/UMoSYHSklhk/s400/icon_dia_liberdade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2D7Szjfhgug/SHv_l7x0uNI/AAAAAAAAATE/UMoSYHSklhk/s400/icon_dia_liberdade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sp7.fotologs.net/photo/39/25/107/edinhojr07/1147350257_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...Liberdade, essa palavra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que o sonho humano alimenta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que não há ninguém que explique&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e ninguém que não entenda..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;br /&gt;(Romanceiro da Inconfidência)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-6737324110417266069?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6737324110417266069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6737324110417266069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6737324110417266069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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diz que não ri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que não diz não nem sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MONSTRO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;SOMBRA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ROSTO QUE AVANÇA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que vai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que passa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;que voltado para nós &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;lentamente brota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Perdido rosto."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;in, Os inacabados (Herberto Helder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-2912756091946238540?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/2912756091946238540/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/museu-de-serralves-porto-rosto-que-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2912756091946238540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/2912756091946238540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/museu-de-serralves-porto-rosto-que-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2331366785783934995</id><published>2009-02-28T12:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:05:31.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Metade - Oswaldo Montenegro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thumbs.photo.net/photo/3661512-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://thumbs.photo.net/photo/3661512-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;[ foto de &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gundega Dege&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a força do medo que tenho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não me impeça de ver o que anseio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a morte de tudo em que acredito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não me tape os ouvidos e a boca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque metade de mim é o que eu grito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a outra metade é silêncio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a música que ouço ao longe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seja linda ainda que tristeza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que o homem que eu amo seja pra sempre amado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo que distante &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque metade de mim é partida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a outra metade é saudade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que as palavras que falo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sejam ouvidas como prece e nem repetidas com fervor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apenas respeitadas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como a única coisa que resta a um homem inundado de sentimentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque metade de mim é o que ouço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a outra metade é o que calo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que essa minha vontade de ir embora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se transforme na calma e na paz que eu mereço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que essa tensão que me corrói por dentro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seja um dia recompensada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque metade de mim é o que penso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a outra metade é um vulcão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que o medo da solidão se afaste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que o convívio comigo mesmo se torne ao menos suportável&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que o espelho reflita em meu rosto um doce sorriso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu me lembro ter dado na infância&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por que metade de mim é a lembrança do que fui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A outra metade eu não sei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que não seja preciso mais que uma simples alegria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra me fazer aquietar o espírito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que o teu silêncio me fale cada vez mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque metade de mim é abrigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a outra metade é cansaço.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a arte nos aponte uma resposta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo que ela não saiba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que ninguém a tente complicar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque é preciso simplicidade pra fazê-la florescer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque metade de mim é a platéia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A outra metade é a canção.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que a minha loucura seja perdoada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque metade de mim é amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a outra metade também.&lt;/em&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/1327794060511923599-2331366785783934995?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2714794204441755454</id><published>2009-02-25T21:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:23:04.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Algumas maneiras de fazer alguém feliz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gQlEofG5Lg/SJ2RoLsxJRI/AAAAAAAABUk/p6R4FSxH-Uk/s400/Abraço.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gQlEofG5Lg/SJ2RoLsxJRI/AAAAAAAABUk/p6R4FSxH-Uk/s400/Abraço.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaXeHsoZheI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2iLWjmiO8Uo/s1600-h/doutores-da-alegria03.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dê um beijo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Um abraço,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Um passo em sua direção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Aproxime-se, cem cerimônia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dê um pouco de calor do seu sentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Assente-se bem perto e deixe-se ficar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Algum tempo, ou muito tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não conte o tempo de se dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sonhe o sonho, sem duvidar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Deixe o sorriso acontecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Liberte um imenso sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Olhe nos olhos, aponte um defeito com jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Respeite uma lágrima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ouça uma história, ou muitas, com atenção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Escreva uma carta, e mande-a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Ajude a resolver um problema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Pergunte por quê, como vai, como tem passado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Que tem feito de bom, que há de novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;E preste atenção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sugira um bom passeio, um bom livro,Um bom filme, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mesmo um programa de televisão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Diga de vez em quando, desculpe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Muito obrigado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não tem importância, que se há de fazer, dá-se um jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Tente, de alguma maneira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;E não se espante se a pessoa mais feliz for VOCÊ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaXa256tWZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QCZR1SKfMgw/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tuloliuyl.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Se apaixonar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Rir até o rosto doer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Praia com muito sol. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Rir sem razão nenhuma. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Ter alguém para dizer o quanto você é bonita(o). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Escutar uma piada idiota e morrer de rir. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Beijar na boca, isso é muito bom!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Sentir calafrios ou borboletas na barriga ao ver aquela pessoa que gostamos tanto!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Uma festa com os melhores amigos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Abraçar, pular, beijar,[não necessariamente nessa ordem] alguém que você ama. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afinal o melhor da vida é viver tudo o que Deus nos proporciona!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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vida...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-5784595217057829790</id><published>2009-02-25T20:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:52:17.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonito é ser feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaXZW_rpm0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2bNASm-NFYg/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tuloliuyl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306886725000862530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaXZW_rpm0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2bNASm-NFYg/s200/sem+t%C3%ADtuloliuyl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há coisas bonitas na vida sim.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas bonito são as coisas vindas do interior de cada um,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as palavras simples, sinceras e significativas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bonito é o sorriso que vem de dentro, o brilho dos olhos, o beijo soprado... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o dia de sol depois da noite chuvosa ,ou as noites enluaradas de verão, em que quase todos passeiam ... é procurar estrelas no céu e dar de presente ao amigo, a amiga ou ao namorado....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bonito é achar poesia, do vento, das flores, do mato,dos animais e das crianças... é chorar quando sentir vontade e deixar as lágrimas rolarem sem sentir vergonha ou medo de críticas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;é gostar da vida e se deixar levar pelos sonhos... é ver a realidade da vida sem nunca ser extremista e acreditar nas belezas das coisas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bonito é a gente continuar a ser gente em qualquer situação,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;principalmente nas dificuldades...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BONITO É VOCÊ SER VOCÊ... NESTA VIDA BONITA...&lt;/em&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/1327794060511923599-5784595217057829790?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/5784595217057829790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/bonito-e-ser-feliz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5784595217057829790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/5784595217057829790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/bonito-e-ser-feliz.html' title='Bonito é ser feliz'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaXZW_rpm0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2bNASm-NFYg/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtuloliuyl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-1361418400166358377</id><published>2009-02-25T16:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:46:09.525-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaXVYMoSd5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/-UPEdfSuIu0/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulokk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306882347609782162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaXVYMoSd5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/-UPEdfSuIu0/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulokk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaWiaHXtaII/AAAAAAAAAG8/so6SMQ9OldY/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulokk.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaWhmVCn4bI/AAAAAAAAAG0/MQAbaltu6xA/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulokk.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Quero escrever o borrão vermelho de Sangue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero escrever o borrão vermelho de sangue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;com as gotas e coágulos pingando de dentro para dentro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero escrever amarelo-ouro com raios de translucidez.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que não me entendam pouco-se-me-dá.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada tenho a perder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jogo tudo na violência que sempre me povoou,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o grito áspero e agudo e prolongado,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o grito que eu, por falso respeito humano, não dei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas aqui vai o meu berro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me rasgando as profundas entranhas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;de onde brota o estertor ambicionado. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero abarcar o mundo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;com o terremoto causado pelo grito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O clímax de minha vida será a morte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero escrever noções&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem o uso abusivo da palavra.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só me resta ficar nua:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nada tenho mais a perder. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-1361418400166358377?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/1361418400166358377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/quero-escrever-o-borrao-vermelho-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1361418400166358377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1361418400166358377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/quero-escrever-o-borrao-vermelho-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SaXVYMoSd5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/-UPEdfSuIu0/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulokk.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-2900559971536343659</id><published>2009-02-13T18:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:48:24.282-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lições....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O tempo é rei, a vida é uma lição&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E um dia a gente cresce,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e conhece nossa essência &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e ganha experiência&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E aprende o que é raiz,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;então cria consciência&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem gente que reclama da vida o tempo todo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a lei da vida é quem dita o fim do jogo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Eu faço da dificuldade a minha motivação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A volta por cima, vem na continuação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;O que se leva dessa vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;é o que se vive o que se faz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Saber muito é muito pouco, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Stay Will" estejam e paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viver, viver e ser livre,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saber dar valor &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para as coisas mais simples&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só o amor constrói pontes indestrutíveis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;          [ Partes de músicas de Charlie Brown Jr ]&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/1327794060511923599-2900559971536343659?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-4795169394864842604</id><published>2009-02-08T16:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:26:03.113-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não tenha medo...aja agora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SY8xue5uSAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/H9ev5a4wb-M/s1600-h/liberdade01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300509961077278722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SY8xue5uSAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/H9ev5a4wb-M/s200/liberdade01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não perca tempo imaginando como seria se você se declarasse pra alguém...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tentando saber se esse alguém também sente o mesmo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;simplesmente aja, às vezes, é bom ter preguiça de pensar..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;deixe sua boca falar do que o coração está cheio...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;deixe a dúvida ir embora e a certeza vir e fazer morada...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;você vai ver como essa sensação é boa....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;se você quiser ser feliz não tenha medo de errar ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e se errar não martireze-se, porque um dia você ainda dará muitas gargalhadas desses erros, micos, e vergonhas....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viva o hoje, pois só temos uma vida ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuidado pra não se arrepender amanhã por não ter feito o que o seu coração tanto te pediu...e talvez o amanhã não chegue...liberte-se desse medo e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DECLARE-SEEEE.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e você verá que o bom da vida é a gente ser feliz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;e principalmente ao lado de quem tanto amamos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-4795169394864842604?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/4795169394864842604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-tenha-medoaja-agora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4795169394864842604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4795169394864842604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-tenha-medoaja-agora.html' title='Não tenha medo...aja agora'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SY8xue5uSAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/H9ev5a4wb-M/s72-c/liberdade01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-4046865974709932469</id><published>2009-02-08T15:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:41:03.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SY8nKvt2-II/AAAAAAAAAFM/gZh69lMhSso/s1600-h/4000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300498351999350914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SY8nKvt2-II/AAAAAAAAAFM/gZh69lMhSso/s200/4000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;''Não somos como aqueles que chegam a formar pensamentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;senão no meio dos livros - o nosso hábito é pensar ao ar livre, andando, saltando,escalando, dançando(...)''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;( Friedrich Nietzche)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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acertar sempre...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não me mostre o que esperam de mim, porque vou seguir meu coração!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não me façam ser o que não sou, não me convidem a ser igual, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;porque sinceramente sou diferente!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei amar pela metade, não sei viver de mentiras, não sei voar com os pés no chão...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou sempre eu mesma, mas com certeza não serei a mesma para SEMPRE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gosto dos venenos mais lentos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;das bebidas mais amargas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;das drogas mais poderosas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;das idéias mais insanas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dos pensamentos mais complexos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dos sentimentos mais fortes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho um apetite voraz e os delírios mais loucos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você pode até me empurrar de um penhasco que eu vou dizer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- E daí?EU ADORO VOAR!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Clarice Lispector]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-482756531304563878?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/482756531304563878/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-me-deem-formulas-certas-porque-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/482756531304563878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/482756531304563878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-me-deem-formulas-certas-porque-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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(ou a três, ou quatro)... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acordar e perceber que você pode tirar mais um cochilinho... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saber que tem amigos... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poder brincar com seus amigos... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beijar na boca! hummmm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Descobrir que o amor é eterno e incondicional... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poder abraçar quem você ama! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simplesmente dançar! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ver a expressão de alguém que ganhou um presente que queria muito... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poder ver o nascer do sol... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ser você mesmo sem receio de ser chamada de doida..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Receber aquela ligação que você esperava ansiosamente! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Levantar todos os dias e lembrar de agradecer a Deus por isso!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembre-se pequenos gestos podem fazer a diferença de toda uma vida!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-1545784553901658991?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/1545784553901658991/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/algumas-das-melhores-coisas-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1545784553901658991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/1545784553901658991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/algumas-das-melhores-coisas-da-vida.html' title='Algumas das melhores coisas da vida...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6845816989408123667</id><published>2009-02-07T14:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:06:37.212-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Amamos outra pessoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não por quem ela é, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas por quem nos tornamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;na sua presença."&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/1327794060511923599-6845816989408123667?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6845816989408123667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/pensamento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6845816989408123667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6845816989408123667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/pensamento.html' title='Pensamento...'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7097472207526464206</id><published>2009-02-06T20:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:06:55.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tirada da Bíblia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYzI1VCpb5I/AAAAAAAAADk/M02LsK7PENU/s1600-h/felicidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299831680015101842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYzI1VCpb5I/AAAAAAAAADk/M02LsK7PENU/s200/felicidade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;''Não procuramos as coisas visíveis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas as invisíveis; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;porque as coisas vivíveis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;duram apenas um momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;enquanto as invisíveis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;duram para sempre.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;( 2 Coríntioss 4, 18)&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/1327794060511923599-7097472207526464206?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/7097472207526464206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/tirada-da-biblia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/7097472207526464206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-3170192611476786408</id><published>2009-02-05T20:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:07:09.234-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jovens como a ' identidade da palavra' ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYuBIoila6I/AAAAAAAAACs/fKbGOJJohJM/s1600-h/138_2936-jovenscontraosenado.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299471371852934050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYuBIoila6I/AAAAAAAAACs/fKbGOJJohJM/s200/138_2936-jovenscontraosenado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Imaginem o mundo sem nós, meros jovens, que ainda hoje são tidos como imaturos, baderneiros e tantos outros títulos, claro que existem tais tipos, mas sempre há excessões. Os jovens sempre fizeram e continuarão a fazer história. O que seríamos de nós hoje, se os adolescentes de antigamente não tivessem feito tantos protestos? Um desses protestos pode-se citar o da vestimenta escolar, simplesmente usaríamos blusas com golas até o pescoço, blusas de mangas compridas, enfim todos ''engomadinhos'' tanto no frio como no calor, enquanto o nosso jeans estaria despressado no fundo do guarda-roupa. Mas chegando ao ponto principal, nós jovens contemporâneos possuímos sim, o direito de expressão, de ir e vir, e um que é fundamental o direito da palavra, pois queremos ser ouvidos e ouvir, e é por esse motivo que reinvindicamos, para que este mundo dê vez e voz a todos, inclusive nós adolescentes,porque somos como muitos dizem 'o futuro da nação'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Somos identidade e possuímos a palavra.&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/1327794060511923599-3170192611476786408?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/3170192611476786408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/jovens-como-identidade-da-palavra.html#comment-form' title='0 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYuBIoila6I/AAAAAAAAACs/fKbGOJJohJM/s72-c/138_2936-jovenscontraosenado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7903903753350754422</id><published>2009-02-05T20:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:07:26.975-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Acima de tudo o Amor ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYt1W2LnY-I/AAAAAAAAACk/dQsTsCipQcM/s1600-h/ist2_2933403-heart-with-swirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299458421893325794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYt1W2LnY-I/AAAAAAAAACk/dQsTsCipQcM/s200/ist2_2933403-heart-with-swirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;" O amor é paciente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;o amor é prestativo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não é invejoso, não se ostenta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não se incha de orgulho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nada faz de inconveniente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não procura seu próprio interesse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não se irrita, não guarda rancor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não se alegra com a injustiça,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas se regozija com a verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Tudo desculpa, tudo crê,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;tudo espera, tudo suporta.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;( Coríntios 13: 4-7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&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/1327794060511923599-7903903753350754422?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYt1W2LnY-I/AAAAAAAAACk/dQsTsCipQcM/s72-c/ist2_2933403-heart-with-swirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-7428018422979771564</id><published>2009-02-05T20:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:11:46.737-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;" O amor é paciente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;o amor é prestativo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não é invejoso, não se ostenta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não se incha de orgulho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nada faz de inconveniente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não procura seu próprio interesse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;não se irrita, não guarda rancor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Não se alegra com a injustiça,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mas se regozija com a verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-7428018422979771564?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/7428018422979771564/comments/default' title='Postar 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-4953559304656692915</id><published>2009-02-04T16:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:10:48.167-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lua Adversa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tenho fases, como a lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fases de andar escondida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fases de vir para a rua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Perdição da minha vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Perdição da vida minha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tenho fases de ser tua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tenho outras de ser sozinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fases que vão e que vêm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No secreto calendário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que um astrólogo arbitrário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Inventou para meu uso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E roda a melancolia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Seu intreminável fuso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Não me encontro com ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(tenho fases, como a lua...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No dia de alguém ser meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Não é dia de eu ser sua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E, quando chega esse dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;o outro desaparece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[Cecília Meireles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ontem eu ouvi um trecho desse poema de Cecília Meireles na novela Mulheres Apaixonadas e achei que alguém gostaria de lê-lo e ouví-lo novamente...&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/1327794060511923599-4953559304656692915?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/4953559304656692915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/lua-adversa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-4197694450176985104</id><published>2009-02-02T17:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:13:41.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMIGOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYnqt67gExI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_3mLm354bm4/s1600-h/love_by_laurapora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299024511211934482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYnqt67gExI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_3mLm354bm4/s320/love_by_laurapora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Existem pessoas em nossas vidas que nos deixam felizes pelo simples fato de terem cruzado o nosso caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas percorrem ao nosso lado, vendo muitas luas passarem,mas outras apenas vemos entre um passo e outro.&lt;br /&gt;A todas elas chamamos de amigo. Há muitos tipos de amigos. Talvez cada folha de uma árvore caracterize um deles.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O primeiro que nasce do broto é o amigo Pai e a amiga Mãe. Mostram o que é ter vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois vem o amigo irmão,com quem dividimos o nosso espaço para que ele floresça como nós. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passamos a conhecer toda a família de folhas,a qual respeitamos e desejamos o bem. Mas o destino nos apresenta outros amigos, os quais não sabíamos que iam cruzar o nosso caminho. Muitos desses denominados amigos do peito, do coração.São sinceros, são verdadeiros.&lt;br /&gt;Sabem quando não estamos bem,sabem o que nos faz feliz... As vezes, um desses amigos do peito estala o nosso coração e então é chamado de amigo namorado. Esse dá brilho aos nossos olhos, música aos nossos lábios, pulos aos nossos pés. Mas também há aqueles amigos por um tempo, talvez umas férias ou mesmo um dia ou uma hora. Esses costumam colocar muitos sorrisos na nossa face,durante o tempo que estamos por perto. Falando em perto, não podemos esquecer dos amigos distantes. Aqueles que ficam nas pontas dos galhos,mas que quando o vento sopra, sempre aparecem novamente entre uma folha e outra. O tempo passa, o verão se vai, o outono se aproxima, e perdemos algumas de nossas folhas. Algumas nascem num outro verão e outras permanecem por muitas estações. Mas o que nos deixa mais feliz é que as que caíram continuam por perto, continuamalimentando a nossa raiz com alegria. Lembranças de momentos maravilhosos enquanto cruzavam com o nosso caminho. Desejo a vocês, folhas da minha árvore, Paz,Amor,Saúde,Sucesso, Prosperidade...Hoje e Sempre... simplesmente porque cada pessoa que passa em nossa vida, é única. Sempre deixa um pouco de si conosco e leva um pouco de nós consigo. Há os que levaram muito, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas não há os que não deixaram nada.&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a maior responsabilidade de nossa vida e a prova evidente de que duas almas não se encontram por acaso...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&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/1327794060511923599-4197694450176985104?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/4197694450176985104/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4197694450176985104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/4197694450176985104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/amigos.html' title='AMIGOS'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYnqt67gExI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_3mLm354bm4/s72-c/love_by_laurapora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1327794060511923599.post-6384609487263495170</id><published>2009-02-01T18:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:05:12.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não viva apenas em prol de si mesma.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYuC2TLx7kI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wjTc393qdRM/s1600-h/BORBOLETAS+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299473255905750594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYuC2TLx7kI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wjTc393qdRM/s200/BORBOLETAS+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYnx7x0GmUI/AAAAAAAAACE/vsNRHh-4dWY/s1600-h/alegria.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;A vida é feita de alegrias e tristezas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre nos trazendo um ensinamento.&lt;br /&gt;Nessa imensidão, que é o nosso planeta,&lt;br /&gt;existem tantas pessoas que adorariam ser como você,&lt;br /&gt;algumas já estão na fase terminal de suas vidas&lt;br /&gt;outras pela metade, mas ainda tentando serem felizes.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, nunca diga que sua vida é uma droga,&lt;br /&gt;porque quando olhares para trás&lt;br /&gt;verás quão grandes obras realizas-tes,&lt;br /&gt;quantos amigos conquistates e quantos barreiras quebras-tes..&lt;br /&gt;então procure viver em prol de todos e não apenas de si mesmo..&lt;br /&gt;porque a vida é uma dádiva divina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;faça para os outros o que gostaria que fizessem a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seja feliz sem reclamar de sua vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1327794060511923599-6384609487263495170?l=sgifa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/feeds/6384609487263495170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-viva-apenas-em-prol-de-si-mesma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6384609487263495170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1327794060511923599/posts/default/6384609487263495170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sgifa.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-viva-apenas-em-prol-de-si-mesma.html' title='Não viva apenas em prol de si mesma.'/><author><name>Gabi'h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01525214031197897916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/Se3nz18gKcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nCUS8wUmdeQ/S220/OAAAAI_khKBBXt3dqRqatcn3xOBAmOoSJBbQbMOukTFgX_7EiMvvKppnGs0euv2GlivE7Max88EvvLpf671J8w-_t_8Am1T1UJTUWPrII36EPmZatEhjQ5TEuv8u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Kf3NSUVBRg/SYuC2TLx7kI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wjTc393qdRM/s72-c/BORBOLETAS+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
