<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014</id><updated>2012-01-27T20:14:16.418-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Giovane Vita  ♡</title><subtitle type='html'>La costruzione di una strada!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>297</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8525034917378658786</id><published>2011-12-25T21:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T21:03:05.732-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCv4VSSEGPQ/TvXrTFKLF0I/AAAAAAAACfo/C9-W1K7WTNw/s1600/natal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCv4VSSEGPQ/TvXrTFKLF0I/AAAAAAAACfo/C9-W1K7WTNw/s320/natal.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Feliz Natal a todos!"&lt;/span&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/6321455575179341014-8525034917378658786?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8525034917378658786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8525034917378658786' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8525034917378658786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8525034917378658786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-natal-todos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCv4VSSEGPQ/TvXrTFKLF0I/AAAAAAAACfo/C9-W1K7WTNw/s72-c/natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-7838267395152482040</id><published>2011-12-19T10:39:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:42:23.121-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensarei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJ-V_OG8vGQ/Tu8wC9i9t7I/AAAAAAAACdM/me_8DFSWPTI/s1600/pensando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJ-V_OG8vGQ/Tu8wC9i9t7I/AAAAAAAACdM/me_8DFSWPTI/s320/pensando.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;O que vai fazer agora?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Irá passar dias refletindo como o seu ano foi sofrido e triste? O quanto você sorriu, cantou, beijou, amou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Irá ficar contando quantos amigos perdeu e conquistou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ou melhor irá por no papel tudo que conseguiu fazer? Não, não, vai por no papel o que não conseguiu fazer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Já sei, irá ficar lembrando do passado do passado? Do quanto sofreu por aquela pessoa e que esse ano sofreu novamente?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ah não já sei, irá pensar que não tem sorte no amor? Aaa que não tem sorte com amizade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Irá agradecer a Deus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Pensará nas pessoas que deixou de ajudar e nas que ajudou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Nas pessoas que sem perceber magoou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Irá pensar no dinheiro que perdeu, nas besteiras com que gastou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ou no dinheiro que ganhou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Pensará no que estudou? No que quer estudar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;No lugar que queria viajar e não foi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;E ai o que irá fazer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Irá pensar no que passou esse ano, ou fará planos para o ano que vem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A melhor coisa é olhar para trás mas sempre com o pé à frente? certo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Você irá ponderar o que fez de errado, o que fez de certo e aplicará tudo no próximo ano?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Fará promessas para no final do ano de novo ver que não fez metade do que prometeu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Seja lá o que for fazer, mas faça!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Até porque ano novo vida nova é papo furado. É só ano novo, sua vida continua a mesma o que muda são suas atitudes, que faça sua vida valer a pena, para que tudo siga da forma planejada, ou não, nada acontece como queremos e isso nos rende um grande aprendizado. Certo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;O que vale é o que trazemos dentro do coração, chega de pensar no ruim, bora ressaltar as coisas boas e trazê-las para o próximo ano, isso deve fazer bem não é?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Um beijão a todos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ágatha Alves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6321455575179341014-7838267395152482040?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/7838267395152482040/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=7838267395152482040' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7838267395152482040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7838267395152482040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/12/pensarei.html' title='Pensarei...'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJ-V_OG8vGQ/Tu8wC9i9t7I/AAAAAAAACdM/me_8DFSWPTI/s72-c/pensando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4859904143775991278</id><published>2011-12-11T14:05:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:42:54.946-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Se dedicar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;H&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oje eu me dedico a ser feliz, a sorrir em todos os momentos, a abraçar as pessoas que eu amo. Hoje eu me dedico a lidar melhor com as críticas, a não me chatear quando algo der errado, apenas erguer a cabeça&amp;nbsp; e seguir enfrente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;H&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oje eu me dedico a nunca desistir quando algo parecer perdido, quando tudo parecer estar contra. Vou me dedicar a ir até o fim, a ter tudo como um teste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu posso ter passado o tempo todo achando que o sorriso é apenas um disfarce, que a vida é vaga quando os meus objetivos estão distante do meu alcance. Mas hoje eu me dedico a acreditar em todo o meu potencial, que o sorriso cura todas as dores e que meus objetivos estão mais próximos a cada obstáculo que eu supero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFSRz1XqhO0/TuTUm_JGT0I/AAAAAAAACcU/KSRrgLHt9NI/s1600/tumblr_l3ao4s4n0c1qc85qxo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFSRz1XqhO0/TuTUm_JGT0I/AAAAAAAACcU/KSRrgLHt9NI/s320/tumblr_l3ao4s4n0c1qc85qxo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ágatha Alves&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-4859904143775991278?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4859904143775991278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4859904143775991278' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4859904143775991278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4859904143775991278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-dedicar.html' title='Se dedicar'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFSRz1XqhO0/TuTUm_JGT0I/AAAAAAAACcU/KSRrgLHt9NI/s72-c/tumblr_l3ao4s4n0c1qc85qxo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8389186332032405116</id><published>2011-11-06T14:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:34:10.053-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dentro de um Abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;"Onde é que você gostaria de estar agora,nesse exato momento?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wpxsofPrGAQ/Tra2vOlFBdI/AAAAAAAACY0/QSWJytdGPZ0/s1600/tumblr_l4tzi9hXxO1qb4pkno1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wpxsofPrGAQ/Tra2vOlFBdI/AAAAAAAACY0/QSWJytdGPZ0/s1600/tumblr_l4tzi9hXxO1qb4pkno1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ico pensando nos lugares paradisíacos onde já estive,&lt;br /&gt;e que não me custaria nada reprisar:&lt;br /&gt;num determinado restaurante de uma ilha grega,&lt;br /&gt;em diversas praias do Brasil e do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;na casa de bons amigos,&lt;br /&gt;em algum vilarejo europeu,&lt;br /&gt;numa estrada bela e vazia,&lt;br /&gt;no meio de um show espetacular,&lt;br /&gt;numa sala de cinema assistindo à estréia de um filme muito esperado e,&lt;br /&gt;principalmente, no meu quarto e na minha cama, que nenhum hotel 5 estrelas&lt;br /&gt;consegue superar&lt;br /&gt;- a intimidade da gente é irreproduzível.&lt;br /&gt;Posso também listar os lugares onde não gostaria de estar:&lt;br /&gt;num leito de hospital,&lt;br /&gt;numa fila de banco,&lt;br /&gt;numa reunião de condomínio,&lt;br /&gt;presa num elevador,&lt;br /&gt;em meio a um trânsito congestionado,&lt;br /&gt;numa cadeira de dentista.&lt;br /&gt;E então?&lt;br /&gt;Somando os prós e os contras, as boas e as más opções,&lt;br /&gt;onde, afinal,&lt;br /&gt;é o melhor lugar do mundo?&lt;br /&gt;Meu palpite: dentro de um abraço.&lt;br /&gt;Que lugar melhor para uma criança, para um idoso, para uma mulher apaixonada,&lt;br /&gt;para um adolescente, para um doente, para alguém solitário?&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de um abraço é sempre quente, é sempre seguro.&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de um abraço não se ouve o tic-tac dos relógios e, se faltar luz, tantomelhor.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que você pensa e sofre, dentro de um abraço se dissolve.&lt;br /&gt;Que lugar melhor para um recém-nascido, para um recém-chegado,&lt;br /&gt;para um recém-demitido, para um recém-contratado?&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de um abraço nenhuma situação é incerta, o futuro não amedronta,&lt;br /&gt;estacionamos confortavelmente em meio ao paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;O rosto contra o peito de quem te abraça, as batidas do coração dele e as suas,&lt;br /&gt;o silêncio que sempre se faz durante esse envolvimento físico:&lt;br /&gt;nada há para se reivindicar ou agradecer,&lt;br /&gt;dentro de um abraço voz nenhuma se faz necessária, está tudo dito.&lt;br /&gt;Que lugar no mundo é melhor para se estar?&lt;br /&gt;Na frente de uma lareira com um livro estupendo,&lt;br /&gt;em meio a um estádio lotado vendo seu time golear,&lt;br /&gt;num almoço em família onde todos estão se divertindo,num final de tarde àbeira-mar,&lt;br /&gt;deitado num parque olhando para o céu,&lt;br /&gt;na cama com a pessoa que você mais ama?&lt;br /&gt;Difícil bater essa última alternativa,&lt;br /&gt;mas onde começa o amor,&lt;br /&gt;senão dentro do primeiro abraço?&lt;br /&gt;Alguns o consideram como algo sufocante, querem logo se desvencilhar dele.&lt;br /&gt;Até entendo que há momentos em que é preciso estar fora do alcance,&lt;br /&gt;livre de qualquer tentáculo.&lt;br /&gt;Esse desejo de se manter solto é legítimo, mas hoje me permita&lt;br /&gt;não endossar manifestações de alforria.&lt;br /&gt;Entrando na semana dos namorados, recomendo fazer reserva num local&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;aconchegante e naturalmente aquecido:&lt;br /&gt;dentro de um abraço que te baste."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Martha Medeiros * Livro: Feliz Por Nada&amp;nbsp; &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/6321455575179341014-8389186332032405116?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8389186332032405116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8389186332032405116' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8389186332032405116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8389186332032405116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/11/dentro-de-um-abraco.html' title='Dentro de um Abraço'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wpxsofPrGAQ/Tra2vOlFBdI/AAAAAAAACY0/QSWJytdGPZ0/s72-c/tumblr_l4tzi9hXxO1qb4pkno1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1046865742354386944</id><published>2011-09-18T20:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T20:21:07.212-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Das escolhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgFThkgNioc/TnZ8HIdZGhI/AAAAAAAACYs/aiwaPABtmlM/s1600/3154458208_51b9c1d367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgFThkgNioc/TnZ8HIdZGhI/AAAAAAAACYs/aiwaPABtmlM/s320/3154458208_51b9c1d367.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; vida só nos&amp;nbsp;impõe&amp;nbsp;os&amp;nbsp;obstáculos&amp;nbsp;que devemos enfrentar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;para amadurecermos, ganharmos&amp;nbsp;experiência&amp;nbsp;e conhecimento.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Crescemos através de nossos erros, de nosso a certos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nos tornamos humanos quando uma lágrima escorre ou quando &amp;nbsp;temos o pulso firme.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amamos quando deixamos o nosso coração falar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e nos tornamos fortes quando deixamos o cérebro raciocinar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando nos equilibramos, quando entramos em Harmonia conosco, com as pessoas e com o universo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;São nossas escolhas. São elas que nos define, como definimos nossas escolhas,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;assim vivemos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Precisamos de foco, precisamos sermos mais centrados,&amp;nbsp;mais&amp;nbsp;respeitosos, mais compreensivos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As coisas boas vêm de acordo com nossas atitudes, no hoje...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu escolhi um foco, um caminho para trilhar, o que tiver que vir, o que eu tiver que encontrar no caminho eu estarei de braços abertos. Devemos sempre estar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu escolho a Paz, o Amor, o Respeito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu escolho ser Humana., onde as pessoas se perderam...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJwpqVRKQVM/TnZ8MLE2-BI/AAAAAAAACYw/c_iXO6edYgo/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJwpqVRKQVM/TnZ8MLE2-BI/AAAAAAAACYw/c_iXO6edYgo/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6321455575179341014-1046865742354386944?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1046865742354386944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1046865742354386944' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1046865742354386944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1046865742354386944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/09/das-escolhas.html' title='Das escolhas'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgFThkgNioc/TnZ8HIdZGhI/AAAAAAAACYs/aiwaPABtmlM/s72-c/3154458208_51b9c1d367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2097917697450328100</id><published>2011-09-05T11:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:03:24.205-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma vez ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0NdcgfdN0I/TmTVQ_DAU8I/AAAAAAAACYk/YfMtY8GsU8Q/s1600/por+do+sol+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0NdcgfdN0I/TmTVQ_DAU8I/AAAAAAAACYk/YfMtY8GsU8Q/s320/por+do+sol+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas é claro que o sol vai voltar amanhã&lt;br /&gt;mais uma vez, eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Escuridão já vi pior, de endoidecer gente sã&lt;br /&gt;Espera que o sol já vem&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que está do mesmo lado que você&lt;br /&gt;mas deveria estar do lado de lá&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que machuca os outros&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que não sabe amar&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente enganando a gente&lt;br /&gt;Veja a nossa vida como está&lt;br /&gt;mas eu sei que um dia a gente aprende&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser alguém em quem confiar&lt;br /&gt;Confie em si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;quem acredita sempre alcança&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tab_original sideBySide lyricArea originalOnly" style="display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 1px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 280px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 781px;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas é claro que o sol vai voltar amanhã&lt;br /&gt;mais uma vez, eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Escuridão já vi pior, de endoidecer gente sã&lt;br /&gt;Espera que o sol já vem&lt;br /&gt;Nunca deixe que lhe digam que não vale a pena&lt;br /&gt;Acreditar nos sonhos que se tem&lt;br /&gt;Ou que seus planos nunca vão dar certo&lt;br /&gt;Ou que você nunca vai ser alguém&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que machuca os outros&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que não sabe amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sei que um dia a gente aprende&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser alguém em quem confiar&lt;br /&gt;Confie em si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Quem acredita sempre alcança...&lt;br /&gt;Quem acredita sempre alcança...&lt;br /&gt;Quem acredita sempre alcança...&lt;br /&gt;Quem acredita sempre alcança...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Legião Urbana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Desculpem a ausência, estou sem inspiração e falta de tempo, trabalhar e fazer facul não é pra qualquer um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/6321455575179341014-2097917697450328100?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2097917697450328100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2097917697450328100' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2097917697450328100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2097917697450328100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/09/mais-uma-vez.html' title='Mais uma vez ♫'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0NdcgfdN0I/TmTVQ_DAU8I/AAAAAAAACYk/YfMtY8GsU8Q/s72-c/por+do+sol+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-508795489955458890</id><published>2011-08-25T23:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T23:23:47.228-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Permita-se sentir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_xmc2us="89"&gt;" O que significa a ausência, sem um dia ter havido a quem sentir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ainda que eu falasse as línguas dos homens e dos anjos, e não tivesse amor, seria como o metal que soa ou como o címbalo que retine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_xmc2us="89"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_xmc2us="89"&gt;" E quando notamos o quão a pessoa é especial, que precisamos da sua ausência para amarmos mais?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;O amor é sofredor, é benigno; o amor não é invejoso; o amor não se vangloria, não se ensoberbece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;não se porta inconvenientemente, não busca os seus próprios interesses, não se irrita, não suspeita mal; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_xmc2us="89"&gt;"Ter, querer, arriscar... Vontade.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Tudo sofre, tudo crê, tudo espera, tudo suporta.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Descobrir os sentimentos, pensar no que jamais se pensou, respeitar a Sua pessoa, transformá-la em somente sua, querê-la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nasce"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;O amor jamais acaba; mas havendo profecias, serão aniquiladas; havendo línguas, cessarão; havendo ciência, desaparecerá; porque, em parte conhecemos, e em parte profetizamos; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Porque o sentimento mais puro, vem de algo simples, dos olhos, do sorriso..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Agora, pois, permanecem a fé, a esperança, o amor, estes três; mas o maior destes é o amor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" É só quando se permite, que chegamos ao extremo. Quando entendemos, é quando permitimos agir no coração. Quando descobrimos o que realmente é a vida. A gente descobre o sentido dela."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Trechos da Bíblia sagrada. 1 Coríntios 13º Cap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7LRCpGjb-6U/Tlb3j8uaX1I/AAAAAAAACYg/breOj7tH3dM/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7LRCpGjb-6U/Tlb3j8uaX1I/AAAAAAAACYg/breOj7tH3dM/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/6321455575179341014-508795489955458890?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/508795489955458890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=508795489955458890' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/508795489955458890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/508795489955458890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/08/permita-se-sentir.html' title='Permita-se sentir'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7LRCpGjb-6U/Tlb3j8uaX1I/AAAAAAAACYg/breOj7tH3dM/s72-c/minhaassinatura10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5336987021381447552</id><published>2011-08-14T12:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T12:09:30.245-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao meu Pai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTOtCWOUA1w/Tkfj-bUKYaI/AAAAAAAACXY/KOUmvs8ybCQ/s1600/Dia-dos-Pais.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTOtCWOUA1w/Tkfj-bUKYaI/AAAAAAAACXY/KOUmvs8ybCQ/s320/Dia-dos-Pais.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ai, Eu te amo&amp;nbsp;Incondicionalmente!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parabéns ao seu Dia!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Pt9piiAyd0/TkfklQDAIMI/AAAAAAAACXc/mqBFjjQHabY/s1600/coracao-004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Pt9piiAyd0/TkfklQDAIMI/AAAAAAAACXc/mqBFjjQHabY/s1600/coracao-004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feliz dia dos Pais!&lt;/b&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/6321455575179341014-5336987021381447552?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/5336987021381447552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTOtCWOUA1w/Tkfj-bUKYaI/AAAAAAAACXY/KOUmvs8ybCQ/s72-c/Dia-dos-Pais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8639040062752548979</id><published>2011-08-10T18:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T18:55:29.819-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicità</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTo3wdKDj-k/TkL9VvX953I/AAAAAAAACXU/RmZ0Q236B5w/s1600/balao%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTo3wdKDj-k/TkL9VvX953I/AAAAAAAACXU/RmZ0Q236B5w/s320/balao%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ais responsabilidade,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu que queria ser uma eterna criança...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Felicidade, Amor...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero tudo o que há de bom no mundo ao meu lado!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Com 19 anos agora...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e &amp;nbsp;muito carinho de todos que amo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e mais feliz ainda pelas mil conquistas!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou muito feliz!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parabéns para mim.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6321455575179341014-8639040062752548979?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8639040062752548979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8639040062752548979' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8639040062752548979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8639040062752548979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/08/felicita.html' title='Felicità'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTo3wdKDj-k/TkL9VvX953I/AAAAAAAACXU/RmZ0Q236B5w/s72-c/balao%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-7258465800853074869</id><published>2011-08-07T19:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:59:53.070-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente Pessoas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tve2s4tl1tM/Tj8XyBjnuQI/AAAAAAAACXQ/jjx48dwNsZI/s1600/pessoas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tve2s4tl1tM/Tj8XyBjnuQI/AAAAAAAACXQ/jjx48dwNsZI/s320/pessoas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;essoas que se purificam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;que mudam de endereço, que fecham os olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pessoas que caminham para o sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;se protegem da chuva, que abrem um sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pessoas que mudam suas ideologias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;seu modo de agir, corrigem seus erros e se tornam pessoas melhores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pessoas que simplesmente amamos por serem pessoas que podemos contar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;que podemos abraçar e podemos notar sua evolução.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pessoas que queremos conviver, apenas por serem aquelas que queremos dividir nosso sentimento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;respeito e carinho, que aceitamos pelos seus defeitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pessoas que no fim, vemos que sim, elas valem a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Porque simplesmente são as nossas pessoas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-7258465800853074869?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/7258465800853074869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=7258465800853074869' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7258465800853074869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7258465800853074869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/08/minhas-pessoas.html' title='Simplesmente Pessoas'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tve2s4tl1tM/Tj8XyBjnuQI/AAAAAAAACXQ/jjx48dwNsZI/s72-c/pessoas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4357786055521644566</id><published>2011-07-29T10:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T10:51:37.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu te amo como um rio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02XVAG_zrFA/TjK6g5oEVMI/AAAAAAAACWY/j31QUTcAFss/s1600/lumiar+01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02XVAG_zrFA/TjK6g5oEVMI/AAAAAAAACWY/j31QUTcAFss/s320/lumiar+01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Eu te amo. Eu te amo porque todos os amores do mundo são como rios diferentes correndo para um mesmo lago, e ali se encontram e se transformam em um amor único que vira chuva e abençoa a terra.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Eu te amo como um rio, que cria as condições para que a vegetação e as flores cresçam por onde ele passa. Eu te amo como um rio, que dá de beber a quem tem sede e transporta as pessoas até onde elas querem chegar."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Eu te amo como um rio, que entende que precisa correr diferente em uma cachoeira &amp;nbsp;e aprender a repousar em uma depressão do terreno. Eu te amo porque todos nascemos no mesmo lugar, na mesma fonte, que continua nos alimentando sempre com mais água. Assim, quando estamos fracos tudo o que precisamos fazer é aguardar um pouco. Volta a primavera, as neves do inverno derretem e tornam a nos encher de nova energia."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Eu te amo como um ria que começa solitário e fraco em uma montanha, aos poucos vai crescendo e se unindo a outros rios que se aproximam até que, a partir de determinado momento, pode contornar qualquer obstáculo para chegar aonde deseja."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Então, eu recebo seu amor e lhe entrego meu amor. Não o amor de um homem por uma mulher, não o amor de um pai por uma filha, não o amor de Deus por suas criaturas. Mas uma amor sem nome, sem explicação, como um rio que ão consegue explicar o seu percurso, apenas segue adiante. Um amor que não pede e que não dá nada em troca, apenas se manifesta. Eu nunca serei seu, você nunca será minha, mas mesmo assim posso dizer: eu te amo, eu te amo, eu te amo." (...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O Aleph- Paulo Coelho Pg. 202 Cap. A Rosa Dourada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Esse é o amor que sinto , Paulo Coelho conseguiu transpor em doces palavras e da forma que simplesmente explica tudo o que sinto. Johan (meu chuchules rs), a inspiração de quase todos meus textos de amor que já escrevi nesse blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSVZPAwjgv4/TjK6qe371PI/AAAAAAAACWc/rVaKAQU0cf4/s1600/chuchules.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSVZPAwjgv4/TjK6qe371PI/AAAAAAAACWc/rVaKAQU0cf4/s1600/chuchules.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-4357786055521644566?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4357786055521644566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4357786055521644566' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4357786055521644566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4357786055521644566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-te-amo-como-um-rio.html' title='Eu te amo como um rio'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02XVAG_zrFA/TjK6g5oEVMI/AAAAAAAACWY/j31QUTcAFss/s72-c/lumiar+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5734088586611077348</id><published>2011-07-21T13:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T13:29:39.905-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu fiz a minha parte e você?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a3a3a3;"&gt;Next time I'll be braver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'll be my own savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When the thunder calls for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; 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overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Da próxima vez vou ser mais corajosa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Serei minha própria salvadora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; 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margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Adele-&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 32px; font-style: italic; line-height: 26px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Turning Tables*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-jTHOVzLho/TiBPfu3mXNI/AAAAAAAACWM/YdKi4SZhl3M/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O-jTHOVzLho/TiBPfu3mXNI/AAAAAAAACWM/YdKi4SZhl3M/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49n6707oL70/ThxpeAsUf3I/AAAAAAAACWI/FohZcUraGyQ/s1600/Foto0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49n6707oL70/ThxpeAsUf3I/AAAAAAAACWI/FohZcUraGyQ/s320/Foto0017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não sei como vai ser daqui pra frente sem você. Parece que não te dei todo o amor que merecia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Domingo quando sai de casa você estava aqui, dormindo, e quando cheguei você simplesmente já havia ido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O que me mata é saber que você foi atropelado de propósito e a dor e a&amp;nbsp;tristeza&amp;nbsp;que sinto com a sua&amp;nbsp;ausência&amp;nbsp;é muito forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te amo muito, e esteja com Deus, não sei se vou conseguir me acostumar viver sem você, sem você vir correndo quando chego do trabalho, sem você no meu pé quando estou comendo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te quero de volta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrito em lágrimas, como existem pessoas&amp;nbsp;cruéis&amp;nbsp;que matam um bichinho indefeso porque simplesmente quis e porque não gosta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-3995182418727274772?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/3995182418727274772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=3995182418727274772' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3995182418727274772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3995182418727274772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/07/te-quero-de-volta.html' title='Te quero de Volta'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49n6707oL70/ThxpeAsUf3I/AAAAAAAACWI/FohZcUraGyQ/s72-c/Foto0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-6997651750314957521</id><published>2011-07-03T14:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T14:08:37.047-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que te resgato?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RHI7z0ZPqE/ThCe-Ck8CWI/AAAAAAAACVY/Kkm5IxI-3l0/s1600/tumblr_ln24wscHZm1qbugcro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RHI7z0ZPqE/ThCe-Ck8CWI/AAAAAAAACVY/Kkm5IxI-3l0/s320/tumblr_ln24wscHZm1qbugcro1_500.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Não entendo porque estou sentindo isso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;sempre houve algo, mas nada&amp;nbsp;concluído.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Não nos damos muito bem, mas porque queremos algo que nem mesmo sabemos o que é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Por que eu quero passar isso de novo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Por que estou te resgatando de la daquele passado tão distante?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Eu não entendo, mas vou me permitir a isso, novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Todas as pessoas que aparecem na minha vida, preciso saber qual é a finalidade dela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;e preciso descobrir quem é você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;E se for para mais uma vez não ser nada, que seja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Vamos nos deixar entender? só dessa vez? agora que somos maduros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;você veio bem antes do meu amor pelo o meu ex namorado*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqh2yyrLorc/ThChnk1pbEI/AAAAAAAACVc/Uup8wan6KBY/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqh2yyrLorc/ThChnk1pbEI/AAAAAAAACVc/Uup8wan6KBY/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6321455575179341014-6997651750314957521?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/6997651750314957521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=6997651750314957521' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6997651750314957521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6997651750314957521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/07/por-que-te-resgato.html' title='Por que te resgato?'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RHI7z0ZPqE/ThCe-Ck8CWI/AAAAAAAACVY/Kkm5IxI-3l0/s72-c/tumblr_ln24wscHZm1qbugcro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5155901025307791418</id><published>2011-06-28T23:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T23:17:05.722-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A preguiça que me inverna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgjhCpfwupY/TgqP14FwOGI/AAAAAAAACVQ/BED2JyGFvq8/s1600/dsc00469ku7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgjhCpfwupY/TgqP14FwOGI/AAAAAAAACVQ/BED2JyGFvq8/s320/dsc00469ku7.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu queria escrever um mantra.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem sei pra que realmente.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que só para que quando eu recita-lo, possa sentir aquela pureza da alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Mas é melhor eu tomar um chá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;já que esse inverno de 3 Graus congela o meu dedinho e me fazer sair da cama meio dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Preguiça!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-gc_JPsPaQ/TgqRMlGZN-I/AAAAAAAACVU/HLxlSiLpvbQ/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-gc_JPsPaQ/TgqRMlGZN-I/AAAAAAAACVU/HLxlSiLpvbQ/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/6321455575179341014-5155901025307791418?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/5155901025307791418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=5155901025307791418' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5155901025307791418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5155901025307791418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/06/preguica-que-me-inverna.html' title='A preguiça que me inverna'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgjhCpfwupY/TgqP14FwOGI/AAAAAAAACVQ/BED2JyGFvq8/s72-c/dsc00469ku7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4796608218996799316</id><published>2011-06-24T12:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T12:03:26.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Epifania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHSJfCvKPQU/TgSg8jidnwI/AAAAAAAACVI/WB0Le8vhVhM/s1600/4585953097_f6c87fb079_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHSJfCvKPQU/TgSg8jidnwI/AAAAAAAACVI/WB0Le8vhVhM/s320/4585953097_f6c87fb079_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quero o meu instante de realização, aquele pé no chão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a segurança de não temer cair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Achar a peça que falta do meu quebra cabeça,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;caminhar em direção as minhas realizações.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quero acordar assim também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quero ter apoio, quero ter aquele aperto nas mãos que e diz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Vá enfrente garota!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quero o que me fortalece e me aquece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parar de achar que é o fim do mundo quando algo dá errado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;parar de me desesperar e chorar até ter dor de estômago e de cabeça.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esquecer o pessimismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por que em alguns momentos somos tão pessimistas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando eu finalmente tiver esse instante &lt;u&gt;epifanico&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saberei trabalhar&amp;nbsp;para&amp;nbsp;superar tudo que eu acho que conspira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e viver mais tranquila, sem necessitar das lágrimas para aliviar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na verdade falta-me organização, com uma pitada de inspiração&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;que realmente ainda não sei da onde tirar a qual me consuma por muuuito tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Até aqui eu aprendi a refletir, aprendi a entender tudo que me rodeia,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a aplicar coisas boas a minha personalidade, a ver que posso e &amp;nbsp;consigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Agora preciso trabalhar aquele ponto que me bloqueia em alguns aspectos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;todos nós temos esse ponto, eu sei, mas um deles me deixa fraca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não quero mais, quando as coisas parecem ir por água baixo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;me Afogar em meus pensamentos, como sempre faço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não quero mais me afogar, quero aprender a Nadar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu ainda só sei mergulhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aquela ligação de manhã&amp;nbsp;surtiu&amp;nbsp;efeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Por que não Ágatha? O que me impede de arriscar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E realmente por que não? o que nos impede?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O que me falta é apenas organização e confiança,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;muito mais confiança, e parar de achar que quando algo da um pouquinho errado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;é porque o mundo vai acabar e preciso me isolar e apenas chorar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e que tudo sempre vai dar errado na minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Só quando eu aprender a lidar com esses problemas pequenos que aparecem,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;de forma&amp;nbsp;calma e&amp;nbsp;consciente, vou ver as coisas com muito mais clareza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não posso deixar mais meus pensamentos ruins me consumirem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;é hora de enfrentar as coisas com um sorriso no rosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E sabe essa dona Epifania?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ela pode estar e qualquer livro, no sol na manhã, no céu azul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;naquela musica bonita, ou apenas no sorvete de chiclete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ela só aparece quando quer e não quando as procuramos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;por isso não a procuro. Ela vem ainda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E é só juntar organização, confiança e e misturar a motivação,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as coisas no final dão sempre bem e eu&amp;nbsp;ainda&amp;nbsp;sei que chego&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ao &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Equilíbrio, Harmonia e Amor pleno!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorriso... vou aprender a nadar hoje.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCBqwvTatgI/TgSluGNuqWI/AAAAAAAACVM/9_Kxoq4arMQ/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCBqwvTatgI/TgSluGNuqWI/AAAAAAAACVM/9_Kxoq4arMQ/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6321455575179341014-4796608218996799316?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4796608218996799316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4796608218996799316' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4796608218996799316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4796608218996799316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/06/epifania.html' title='Epifania'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHSJfCvKPQU/TgSg8jidnwI/AAAAAAAACVI/WB0Le8vhVhM/s72-c/4585953097_f6c87fb079_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-604451607804645499</id><published>2011-06-21T11:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T12:48:54.138-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Folhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2henzbv344/TeuiBcp4jZI/AAAAAAAACTM/UJhMaRlc8h8/s1600/5511189077_51cee04a71_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2henzbv344/TeuiBcp4jZI/AAAAAAAACTM/UJhMaRlc8h8/s320/5511189077_51cee04a71_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;oje decidi não recolher as minhas folhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;As deixei jogadas, não as fiz como todos os dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;O Outono me fez pensar no que quero da minha vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;deixar as folhas secas caírem e rapidamente as recolherem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;ou refletir do porquê elas caem e depois ter de &amp;nbsp;recolherem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Incrível&amp;nbsp;como&amp;nbsp;aprendemos&amp;nbsp;com as dores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;como as&amp;nbsp;lágrimas&amp;nbsp;aliviam o coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Me deixo o inverno chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;depois de ter deixado o tapete se formar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;no meu jardim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e a cada passo escutar o se quebrar das folhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e ai sim poder recolher &amp;nbsp;tudo o que já posso jogar fora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Agora as joguei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;para deixar o frio entrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ChHtj42pETU/TgC9XjYM87I/AAAAAAAACVE/CDiWd3J6FUY/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ChHtj42pETU/TgC9XjYM87I/AAAAAAAACVE/CDiWd3J6FUY/s1600/minhaassinatura10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6321455575179341014-604451607804645499?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/604451607804645499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=604451607804645499' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/604451607804645499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/604451607804645499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/06/folhas.html' title='Folhas'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2henzbv344/TeuiBcp4jZI/AAAAAAAACTM/UJhMaRlc8h8/s72-c/5511189077_51cee04a71_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-684796011404853188</id><published>2011-06-19T23:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:12:53.168-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha cor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsqogqQu9jw/Tf6rvpwFVWI/AAAAAAAACUU/hoAXy-4uB9k/s1600/4931256263_b10d503db0_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsqogqQu9jw/Tf6rvpwFVWI/AAAAAAAACUU/hoAXy-4uB9k/s320/4931256263_b10d503db0_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Quero fazer a minha diferença, colocar o meu tom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;diante do deserto das injustiças a qual cercam os meus olhos"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNedaFGV4DE/Tf6sfPGhpHI/AAAAAAAACUY/3XkQVALVi4c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNedaFGV4DE/Tf6sfPGhpHI/AAAAAAAACUY/3XkQVALVi4c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/6321455575179341014-684796011404853188?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/684796011404853188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=684796011404853188' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/684796011404853188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/684796011404853188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/06/minha-cor.html' title='A minha cor'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsqogqQu9jw/Tf6rvpwFVWI/AAAAAAAACUU/hoAXy-4uB9k/s72-c/4931256263_b10d503db0_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1571027573716725908</id><published>2011-06-14T10:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T12:43:09.708-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos juntos nessa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kok2FHFkpc/TfdnBtgrWQI/AAAAAAAACTQ/VOGQ27LRb8I/s1600/Natalia+Campbell8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kok2FHFkpc/TfdnBtgrWQI/AAAAAAAACTQ/VOGQ27LRb8I/s320/Natalia+Campbell8.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lhar o mundo lá fora e se incomodar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;situação&amp;nbsp;difícil&amp;nbsp;de viver e/ou de se acostumar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saber que pessoas ainda agem com preconceito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;com racismo &amp;nbsp;e&amp;nbsp;superioridade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todos somos iguais, todos somos seres humanos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;independente&amp;nbsp;de cor, vida econômica, beleza...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto-me triste por olhar, fazer a minha parte, e sozinha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não conseguir mudar o mundo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas consigo mudar o meu mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não mudarei o que sou para me adequar a uma sociedade que se julga moderna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estou buscando o equilíbrio para poder sobreviver nessa selva de pedra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;agir somente com o coração me faz cair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Continuarei amando as pessoas, a me preocupar com as pessoas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas aprenderei a dizer não para elas quando necessário, ser&amp;nbsp;mais&amp;nbsp;firme, mais fria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ser mais forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estou aprendendo, &amp;nbsp;a cada dor que sinto mediante à uma palavra dita,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uma ofensa sentida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um preconceito exposto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me sinto na capacidade de continuar com os meus pensamentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ajudar quem deve ser ajudado e nunca me perder de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que as pessoas amem mais,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e mudem o seu mundo, assim o&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; mundo muda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VKpg1o4vJQ/TfdnIvt0E9I/AAAAAAAACTU/YG3sxOvI-FU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VKpg1o4vJQ/TfdnIvt0E9I/AAAAAAAACTU/YG3sxOvI-FU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6321455575179341014-1571027573716725908?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1571027573716725908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1571027573716725908' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1571027573716725908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1571027573716725908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/06/vamos-juntos-nessa.html' title='Vamos juntos nessa?'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kok2FHFkpc/TfdnBtgrWQI/AAAAAAAACTQ/VOGQ27LRb8I/s72-c/Natalia+Campbell8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-9144895201130003556</id><published>2011-05-29T23:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:44:16.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A banda mais bonita da cidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QW0i1U4u0KE" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E assim dormiremos, com a leveza da alma e a calmaria do espírito!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não estou conseguindo comentar no blog de vocês, meu blog está com problemas a mais de semanas, mal consigo entrar nele, peço desculpa à todos, quando voltar ao normal, eu consegui resolver eu compenso vocês!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mv1TIxhZH5E/Temb6RwJbAI/AAAAAAAACTE/jJ2adYI5u0o/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mv1TIxhZH5E/Temb6RwJbAI/AAAAAAAACTE/jJ2adYI5u0o/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/6321455575179341014-9144895201130003556?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/9144895201130003556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=9144895201130003556' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/9144895201130003556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/9144895201130003556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/05/banda-mais-bonita-da-cidade.html' title='A banda mais bonita da cidade'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QW0i1U4u0KE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-891951970004413048</id><published>2011-05-14T12:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:22:02.203-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não Enlouqueço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXe4_G56Qp4/Tc6dMbM_OYI/AAAAAAAACS4/hn-DB333Uqw/s1600/amor-nao-correspondido1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXe4_G56Qp4/Tc6dMbM_OYI/AAAAAAAACS4/hn-DB333Uqw/s320/amor-nao-correspondido1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"N&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ão anseio, amor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sei &amp;nbsp;que o mundo nos levará para&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bem longe um do outro,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;para que possamos por fim nos encontrar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e permanecer um para o outro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para sempre.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Demoras&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas não&amp;nbsp;enlouqueço,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sei que irá chegar no tempo necessário&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;para aquecer meu coração&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ficar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aqui...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nos dias em que meus olhos tendem a desabar!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfaaQ4PBfS4/Tc6d3zYEYTI/AAAAAAAACS8/EnwXOTBCaAI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfaaQ4PBfS4/Tc6d3zYEYTI/AAAAAAAACS8/EnwXOTBCaAI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;* &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pois bem, me desculpem a&amp;nbsp;ausência,&amp;nbsp;tanto&amp;nbsp;em atualizar como também em visita-los, mas estou numa grande correria, provas na faculdade e treinamento no meu novo emprego. não estou tendo tempo para nada, acho que as minhas atualizações serão apenas de final de semana e olhe lá, porque eu trabalho de sabado e domingo, mas sempre que&amp;nbsp;possível&amp;nbsp;visitarei o blog de vocês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;desculpem a todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6321455575179341014-891951970004413048?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/891951970004413048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=891951970004413048' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/891951970004413048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/891951970004413048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/05/nao-enlouqueco.html' title='Não Enlouqueço'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXe4_G56Qp4/Tc6dMbM_OYI/AAAAAAAACS4/hn-DB333Uqw/s72-c/amor-nao-correspondido1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-6468298198002470361</id><published>2011-05-04T23:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T23:25:55.471-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vencerei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aU51nsV5z_A/Tb4dh6A9NWI/AAAAAAAACSw/_d5THe9wq4M/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aU51nsV5z_A/Tb4dh6A9NWI/AAAAAAAACSw/_d5THe9wq4M/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;ante de alguma dificuldade,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;se você estiver para desanimar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aqueça os sentidos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;revigore a fé,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e ouvirá a voz da&amp;nbsp;consciência&amp;nbsp;dizer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Persevere e Vencerá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Sem intenção, assim que cheguei na casa da minha amiga, peguei sua caixinha de frases, e quando tirei um papel eis escrito essa frase, é anônima, mas disse tudo o que eu sinto e preciso nesse momento. Quando terminei de ler, aliviou minha alma.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-neFX7y0yJF8/Tb4eeugBaZI/AAAAAAAACS0/TScKHfK8AoU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-neFX7y0yJF8/Tb4eeugBaZI/AAAAAAAACS0/TScKHfK8AoU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-6468298198002470361?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/6468298198002470361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=6468298198002470361' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6468298198002470361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6468298198002470361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/05/vencerei.html' title='Vencerei'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aU51nsV5z_A/Tb4dh6A9NWI/AAAAAAAACSw/_d5THe9wq4M/s72-c/images+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5759420535031978118</id><published>2011-05-01T12:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T12:01:41.279-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Resgatando-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7mLV7UcG_o/Tb1zX7YtSHI/AAAAAAAACSo/VIa9pEuv50E/s1600/OgAAAN-M2DtyfApqs7-FaYokshk5CLRNVSdpdoZjTHT273ohT4VOK2bQ9GAguENAV7eOjg9fdZJLBx4T89pyzWGA10sAm1T1UHj1wtiuhbzTOspjeOmZEr4RC2G3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7mLV7UcG_o/Tb1zX7YtSHI/AAAAAAAACSo/VIa9pEuv50E/s320/OgAAAN-M2DtyfApqs7-FaYokshk5CLRNVSdpdoZjTHT273ohT4VOK2bQ9GAguENAV7eOjg9fdZJLBx4T89pyzWGA10sAm1T1UHj1wtiuhbzTOspjeOmZEr4RC2G3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;o desespero de viver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;quando deixei-me de acreditar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;sonho em alguém vindo me salvar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Mãos para me segurar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;olhar para mergulhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Por um pouco não consigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;mesmo com minhas asas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;já não podia voar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Resgatando-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Tu, com simples palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Retornas-te &amp;nbsp;quando precisava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Suas mãos, as quero para sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWSiwejLpZs/Tb11PrLrVNI/AAAAAAAACSs/KzkKkApyP3k/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWSiwejLpZs/Tb11PrLrVNI/AAAAAAAACSs/KzkKkApyP3k/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*A gente sempre precisa de alguém que nos resgate, com apenas palavras simples, que bom que ele voltou a minha vida... &lt;s&gt;chuchules&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Foto: Vanessa, uma grande amiga e quem quiser conhecer mais de seus trabalhos como fotógrafa, segue o &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Profile?uid=16893547039049056660"&gt;orkut&lt;/a&gt; dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-5759420535031978118?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/5759420535031978118/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=5759420535031978118' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5759420535031978118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5759420535031978118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/05/resgatando-me.html' title='Resgatando-me'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7mLV7UcG_o/Tb1zX7YtSHI/AAAAAAAACSo/VIa9pEuv50E/s72-c/OgAAAN-M2DtyfApqs7-FaYokshk5CLRNVSdpdoZjTHT273ohT4VOK2bQ9GAguENAV7eOjg9fdZJLBx4T89pyzWGA10sAm1T1UHj1wtiuhbzTOspjeOmZEr4RC2G3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1643698205535021581</id><published>2011-04-25T23:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:06:59.615-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dança do meu ritmo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Queria uma descrição bonita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ou quem sabe agressiva&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e mostrar o que eu sinto agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Não adianta eu explicar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;eu simplesmente sou assim, goste-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Deixa-me... Sinto muito de não poder te corresponder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Se é assim, assim que vai ser:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ignora-me para teu bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critica-me para que se&amp;nbsp;satisfaça,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Odeia-me por não sentir o mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;não te quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Não quero deveras mentiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;amizade não é simples abraço ou palavras bonitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sentimentos não nascem de segundo olhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Sou assim e não vou mudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quem quiser, venha me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;acompanhar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gaU3lybNXl4/TbYokKjptNI/AAAAAAAACSk/J24OiWqxljk/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gaU3lybNXl4/TbYokKjptNI/AAAAAAAACSk/J24OiWqxljk/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6321455575179341014-1643698205535021581?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1643698205535021581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1643698205535021581' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1643698205535021581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1643698205535021581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/04/danca-do-meu-ritmo.html' title='Dança do meu ritmo'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gaU3lybNXl4/TbYokKjptNI/AAAAAAAACSk/J24OiWqxljk/s72-c/minhaassinatura.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2206780370265525180</id><published>2011-04-21T12:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T12:28:34.599-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quase um dia normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gA5MS3ejEcI/TbBL_e1A5YI/AAAAAAAACSY/lVuywA-ukAA/s1600/Foto1992.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gA5MS3ejEcI/TbBL_e1A5YI/AAAAAAAACSY/lVuywA-ukAA/s320/Foto1992.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;em poder voltar para casa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sentei-me no parque e deixei meus pensamentos&amp;nbsp;desaguarem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Respirei o ar puro e tentei&amp;nbsp;entender&amp;nbsp;tudo o que&amp;nbsp;acontece&amp;nbsp;, agora, na minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peguei o melhor livro, no melhor momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o senti, o vivi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E a trilha sonora de fundo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O cantar dos passarinhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi ai que fez o meu dia se tornar perfeito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrei em sintonia comigo mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fiquei em harmonia com o meu espírito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por que eu sempre esqueço que são os livros que me salvam do abismo?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aEACo2buEl8/TbBM36KrqlI/AAAAAAAACSc/ACa3SaFplfA/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aEACo2buEl8/TbBM36KrqlI/AAAAAAAACSc/ACa3SaFplfA/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6321455575179341014-2206780370265525180?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2206780370265525180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2206780370265525180' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2206780370265525180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2206780370265525180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/04/quase-um-dia-normal.html' title='Quase um dia normal'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gA5MS3ejEcI/TbBL_e1A5YI/AAAAAAAACSY/lVuywA-ukAA/s72-c/Foto1992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-6165075696468241061</id><published>2011-04-17T10:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T12:08:57.894-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao som do Maracatu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNEEAv_oiy0/TarpyLd_IqI/AAAAAAAACSE/T9sjFn1Kmi8/s1600/maracatu-img_0284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNEEAv_oiy0/TarpyLd_IqI/AAAAAAAACSE/T9sjFn1Kmi8/s320/maracatu-img_0284.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;De longe escutei o seu som...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Foi contagiante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Olhar de curiosidade e admiração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Como funcionava aquilo tudo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;E como conseguem passar tanta coisa com seu ritmo e suas vestimentas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Eu não sei, mas senti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Me deixei levar. Dancei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Tomando conta das ruas de São Paulo, caminhamos juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;passando sua alegria e sua cultura na&amp;nbsp;percussão&amp;nbsp;e cantoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Não precisa de muito para gostar, basta se deixar levar ao som do &lt;b&gt;Maracatu!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Obs: Pela primeira vez fui na virada cultural e gostei de tudo que vi, muita coisa boa, muita cultura, realmente, diversas pessoas independentemente mostrando seus talentos fora da programação real. Me diverti muito, sem drogas e bebidas, só uma coca-cola, e segui o Maracatu que não conhecia mas amei. Eu sei que tenho um pezinho nordestino, sou filha de bahiano... Amo o nordeste e tudo&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;se remete a ele. Ano que vem estarei na virada de novo, mesmo sem virar a noite, mesmo sem ir no segundo dia, mas vou curtir o que eu realmente curto, e não fazer baderna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5eyI8z5j7w/TasCdeoVXqI/AAAAAAAACSU/NpS04r8MRsI/s1600/virada_cultural_12_06_09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5eyI8z5j7w/TasCdeoVXqI/AAAAAAAACSU/NpS04r8MRsI/s200/virada_cultural_12_06_09.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A5ywWH6-Os8/TarsOjYnp9I/AAAAAAAACSM/aLqmnTpgx5c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A5ywWH6-Os8/TarsOjYnp9I/AAAAAAAACSM/aLqmnTpgx5c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6321455575179341014-6165075696468241061?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/6165075696468241061/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=6165075696468241061' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6165075696468241061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6165075696468241061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/04/ao-som-do-maracatu.html' title='Ao som do Maracatu'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNEEAv_oiy0/TarpyLd_IqI/AAAAAAAACSE/T9sjFn1Kmi8/s72-c/maracatu-img_0284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8382737881515468189</id><published>2011-04-14T12:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:16:40.330-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Junção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/---AUTc8pEJ4/TacOgHxr7ZI/AAAAAAAACR8/OPgmgFCImFU/s1600/4236127236_0b37829bdf_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/---AUTc8pEJ4/TacOgHxr7ZI/AAAAAAAACR8/OPgmgFCImFU/s320/4236127236_0b37829bdf_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"O&lt;/span&gt;lhei o horizonte,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tentei entender sua construção,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;o que lhe faz tão perfeita e incomum?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Será a junção de cores e um objetivo? a paisagem..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando eu entender, serei uma só...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;enquanto não...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me protegerei da maneira mais&amp;nbsp;frágil&amp;nbsp;e estranha que pode ser...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; mas sempre observarei!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lNL9Z2ZOvdg/TacPfijSP9I/AAAAAAAACSA/OdaSnFBPlUI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lNL9Z2ZOvdg/TacPfijSP9I/AAAAAAAACSA/OdaSnFBPlUI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-8382737881515468189?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8382737881515468189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8382737881515468189' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8382737881515468189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8382737881515468189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/04/minha-juncao.html' title='Minha Junção'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/---AUTc8pEJ4/TacOgHxr7ZI/AAAAAAAACR8/OPgmgFCImFU/s72-c/4236127236_0b37829bdf_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1991199133739931690</id><published>2011-04-03T18:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:45:19.957-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Do lado oposto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tyduaYqrys/TZjoYxphxzI/AAAAAAAACRw/qBIQ_z-vfTM/s1600/4947478823_e2557e1e04_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tyduaYqrys/TZjoYxphxzI/AAAAAAAACRw/qBIQ_z-vfTM/s320/4947478823_e2557e1e04_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;e eu parasse de respirar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;talvez&amp;nbsp;não morreria.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque a esperança e fé que carrego no peito...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me faz saber que ainda há de chover&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BeV1CHkrHcc/TZjpSHoCnBI/AAAAAAAACR0/ZrQRk5joUuE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BeV1CHkrHcc/TZjpSHoCnBI/AAAAAAAACR0/ZrQRk5joUuE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-1991199133739931690?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1991199133739931690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1991199133739931690' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1991199133739931690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1991199133739931690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-lado-oposto.html' title='Do lado oposto'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tyduaYqrys/TZjoYxphxzI/AAAAAAAACRw/qBIQ_z-vfTM/s72-c/4947478823_e2557e1e04_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8619973611877931048</id><published>2011-04-01T12:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T12:40:01.328-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nascer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6yTlHhD3uTU/TY44wupUC8I/AAAAAAAACRY/DAj78XmivtU/s1600/4912053926_f97c87640a_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6yTlHhD3uTU/TY44wupUC8I/AAAAAAAACRY/DAj78XmivtU/s320/4912053926_f97c87640a_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ascer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;outra e outra vez&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;indefinidamente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;como a planta sempre nascendo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da primeira semente;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pensar o dia bom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;até criar a claridade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e nela descobrir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a primeira sílaba&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;da primeira canção.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;(Carlos Drummond de Andrade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CDNX9-GWxtE/TY45LJxnAJI/AAAAAAAACRc/P1wtqhHIupI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CDNX9-GWxtE/TY45LJxnAJI/AAAAAAAACRc/P1wtqhHIupI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-8619973611877931048?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8619973611877931048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8619973611877931048' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8619973611877931048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8619973611877931048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/04/nascer.html' title='Nascer'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6yTlHhD3uTU/TY44wupUC8I/AAAAAAAACRY/DAj78XmivtU/s72-c/4912053926_f97c87640a_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4684334002754621163</id><published>2011-03-26T16:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T16:35:51.674-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Biblio... Teca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gN1VNE_FyAM/TY4-9vmX0QI/AAAAAAAACRk/1-LkuFJInBM/s1600/4466636070_8ea2cc0503_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gN1VNE_FyAM/TY4-9vmX0QI/AAAAAAAACRk/1-LkuFJInBM/s320/4466636070_8ea2cc0503_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Olhares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Pequenos gestos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Coragem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Primeiro passo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;teu&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Pretesto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Olhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Sorrisos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; logo após... seus lugares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Seu lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Partindo, eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Um chamado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Pretesto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Conversa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Interesse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Inteligente,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;tu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;IN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;otável que se fez notar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Diferente de ser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Pouco que completa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Tudo num simples dia de biblioteca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;(continua...apenas o tempo!)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mdSPuHZkdG0/TY48MNmKmRI/AAAAAAAACRg/OQO_URKv3z0/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mdSPuHZkdG0/TY48MNmKmRI/AAAAAAAACRg/OQO_URKv3z0/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/6321455575179341014-4684334002754621163?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4684334002754621163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4684334002754621163' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4684334002754621163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4684334002754621163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/biblio-teca.html' title='Biblio... Teca'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gN1VNE_FyAM/TY4-9vmX0QI/AAAAAAAACRk/1-LkuFJInBM/s72-c/4466636070_8ea2cc0503_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2897952965236747572</id><published>2011-03-24T22:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:49:13.074-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Twe7h3YuufU/TYUQruy0uVI/AAAAAAAACQc/I-Q76jgCPqA/s1600/11eb1519f2c2ad42c81d7a386a57fe36_phixr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Twe7h3YuufU/TYUQruy0uVI/AAAAAAAACQc/I-Q76jgCPqA/s320/11eb1519f2c2ad42c81d7a386a57fe36_phixr.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;imples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;m&lt;/b&gt;ente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kwdjrYu2GWQ/TYv0debqL0I/AAAAAAAACRU/XCuy0vhHEQ8/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kwdjrYu2GWQ/TYv0debqL0I/AAAAAAAACRU/XCuy0vhHEQ8/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6321455575179341014-2897952965236747572?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2897952965236747572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2897952965236747572' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2897952965236747572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2897952965236747572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/sou.html' title='Sou'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Twe7h3YuufU/TYUQruy0uVI/AAAAAAAACQc/I-Q76jgCPqA/s72-c/11eb1519f2c2ad42c81d7a386a57fe36_phixr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8712286461121588739</id><published>2011-03-19T17:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:16:40.086-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Es8H4hFR7QA/TXPLaRRAQHI/AAAAAAAACNA/Tyk1whW7bxc/s1600/palestra2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Es8H4hFR7QA/TXPLaRRAQHI/AAAAAAAACNA/Tyk1whW7bxc/s320/palestra2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Aula Magma jornalismo&amp;nbsp;Internacional- Palestra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;e não&amp;nbsp;fôssemos&amp;nbsp;atrás de nossos sonhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;qual seria a graça de viver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-z2liZ9beoEQ/TXPMYr8j9JI/AAAAAAAACNI/qK72P4V6uxo/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-z2liZ9beoEQ/TXPMYr8j9JI/AAAAAAAACNI/qK72P4V6uxo/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6321455575179341014-8712286461121588739?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8712286461121588739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8712286461121588739' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8712286461121588739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8712286461121588739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-go.html' title='Let&apos;s go'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Es8H4hFR7QA/TXPLaRRAQHI/AAAAAAAACNA/Tyk1whW7bxc/s72-c/palestra2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-7119001204662828050</id><published>2011-03-17T12:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T12:52:11.062-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Pasquim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JV7o4DGaqXI/TYIpaZCE9cI/AAAAAAAACQU/kQdP-lq5qj0/s1600/opasquim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JV7o4DGaqXI/TYIpaZCE9cI/AAAAAAAACQU/kQdP-lq5qj0/s320/opasquim.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Satira sobre São Paulo escrita pelo jornalista carioca Millôr Fernandes publicada em 1969, no polêmico jornal O Pasquim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Paulistas: a máfia- Cariocas: a malandragem;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Paulistas: a conferência- Cariocas: o papo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Paulistas: a cúpula- Cariocas: a cópula;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Paulistas: o ato sexual- Cariocas: suas variações;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Paulistas: a palavra- Cariocas: o trocadilho;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Paulistas: o clorofórmio- Cariocas: o gás hilariante;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Paulistas: O vaticano- Cariocas: Sodoma e Gamorra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(O Pasquim nº 15, de 02 a 08/10/1969, p 2-3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;O Pasquim foi um jornal compreendido como alternativo a cultura, onde reuniu muitos&amp;nbsp;jornalistas&amp;nbsp;na década de 70, considerados&amp;nbsp;excluídos&amp;nbsp;dos grandes veículos de comunicação, por não concordarem com o apoio que os meios deram a ditadura. O principal objetivo do jornal era &amp;nbsp;fazer humor, críticas e sátiras a sociedade, assim fazendo com que muitos jornalistas (e o jornal) fossem&amp;nbsp;perseguidos&amp;nbsp;na época por suas publicações "indecentes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Estou preparando um seminário sobre o jornalismo, e achei legal o blog me acompanhar no desenvolvimento dele. Nas minhas pesquisas, acabei achando coisas bem legais sobre o jornal polêmico O Pasquim e achei legal postar a sátira sobre os paulistas aqui, já que o jornal era carioca. Por mim contaria a história que é muito interessante, mas ai cabarei estarei expondo toda a minha apresentação ( e o trabalho) hahaha ai não vale né?... Sempre que der, vou postar algumas coisas que descobri estudando jornalismo, será legal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grata =D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Llred-tV-Sk/TYItyWtDuEI/AAAAAAAACQY/0h2u9-sxV7U/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Llred-tV-Sk/TYItyWtDuEI/AAAAAAAACQY/0h2u9-sxV7U/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6321455575179341014-7119001204662828050?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/7119001204662828050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=7119001204662828050' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7119001204662828050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7119001204662828050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-pasquim.html' title='O Pasquim'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JV7o4DGaqXI/TYIpaZCE9cI/AAAAAAAACQU/kQdP-lq5qj0/s72-c/opasquim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4783729313754040146</id><published>2011-03-15T19:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:19:33.161-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Desculpe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3pUvW6sJd0Q/TX1rApp5zHI/AAAAAAAACQM/ZQyA8z7Bj8w/s1600/4489110870_c2526d055e_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3pUvW6sJd0Q/TX1rApp5zHI/AAAAAAAACQM/ZQyA8z7Bj8w/s320/4489110870_c2526d055e_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Eu realmente..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;acreditei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;é..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu tentei acreditar que as coisas seriam diferentes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arrisquei, porque achei necessário, mas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me perdoa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há pequenas coisas que me incomodam de uma tal maneira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu tentei abstrair, mas juro que não da.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu disse que quando gosto, gosto para sempre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e é verdade, mas esse gostar é bem diferente ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Confundimos. Eu sei que sim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me desculpe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agradeço todo o seu carinho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas não dá, as coisas são diferentes quando passamos a conviver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O tempo irá te mostrar muita coisa, sinto muito se seu não tenho essa&amp;nbsp;capacidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ou paciência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O tempo te ajudará a amadurecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me sinto uma idiota e uma pessoa muito ruim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas eu acreditei e deixei de lado aquele pequeno grão que me incomodava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas vi que não tem jeito, esse grão é o suficiente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preciso cuidar de mim, pensei estar preparada mas infelizmente não estou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e você também não está.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serei sempre tua amiga,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sempre te&amp;nbsp;chamarei&amp;nbsp;de vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e agradeço de qualquer forma por&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;ter entrado na minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Terminei em choros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sou uma pessoa ruim?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wQGqwhIGoRU/TX1tR2M7tqI/AAAAAAAACQQ/vZchlaTEB0s/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wQGqwhIGoRU/TX1tR2M7tqI/AAAAAAAACQQ/vZchlaTEB0s/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-4783729313754040146?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4783729313754040146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4783729313754040146' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4783729313754040146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4783729313754040146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-desculpe.html' title='Me Desculpe'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3pUvW6sJd0Q/TX1rApp5zHI/AAAAAAAACQM/ZQyA8z7Bj8w/s72-c/4489110870_c2526d055e_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5653555199156037147</id><published>2011-03-13T11:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T11:15:54.676-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Termino aqui</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-L9tnh-w3A2Y/TXzPsSA2i8I/AAAAAAAACOM/2tzFFQPmf_c/s1600/dsc01729du1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-L9tnh-w3A2Y/TXzPsSA2i8I/AAAAAAAACOM/2tzFFQPmf_c/s320/dsc01729du1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Foi precipitado de mais, confesso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Juro que tentei mas algo me diz, lá no fundo que não posso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;não devo continuar com isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Terminar antes mesmo de começar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não me arrependo das palavras bonitas que escrevi a você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;e nada mudou em relação ao que penso sobre você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas eu não consigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me desculpe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas vou deixa-lo tomar café sozinho todas as manhãs..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Eu sinto muito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1p6B-ixugjY/TXzRB_OZnkI/AAAAAAAACOQ/H7HPChZmdyA/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1p6B-ixugjY/TXzRB_OZnkI/AAAAAAAACOQ/H7HPChZmdyA/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6321455575179341014-5653555199156037147?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/5653555199156037147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=5653555199156037147' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5653555199156037147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5653555199156037147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/termino-aqui.html' title='Termino aqui'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-L9tnh-w3A2Y/TXzPsSA2i8I/AAAAAAAACOM/2tzFFQPmf_c/s72-c/dsc01729du1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1650697795808188607</id><published>2011-03-11T23:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T02:44:30.601-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Per Sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-44GZtiYFUqc/TXrd8hGFnhI/AAAAAAAACOA/LfEOUP7XyH4/s1600/Natalia+Campbell3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-44GZtiYFUqc/TXrd8hGFnhI/AAAAAAAACOA/LfEOUP7XyH4/s320/Natalia+Campbell3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;e dou meu coração por completo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Deixei de lado tudo o que achava que seria bom pra mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;quero viver isso agora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Com você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Já te falei que quando eu gosto, eu gosto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;ara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;empre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tfrkOhOGtdA/TXrf4LoSLDI/AAAAAAAACOE/38yvxuuTJOU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tfrkOhOGtdA/TXrf4LoSLDI/AAAAAAAACOE/38yvxuuTJOU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6321455575179341014-1650697795808188607?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1650697795808188607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1650697795808188607' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1650697795808188607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1650697795808188607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/per-sempre.html' title='Per Sempre'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-44GZtiYFUqc/TXrd8hGFnhI/AAAAAAAACOA/LfEOUP7XyH4/s72-c/Natalia+Campbell3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-6871351535598970175</id><published>2011-03-10T13:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T13:29:00.848-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Líbia: Zona de Exclusão Aérea‏</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Como todos os dias, assim que chego da faculdade abro o meu e-mail, e dessa vez o que havia era bem diferente dos e-mails que sempre recebo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Recebi de meus colegas de sala um e-mail que no assunto logo já me deu um aperto no coração&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Líbia: Zona de Exclusão Aérea&lt;/span&gt;‏&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;E então comecei a ler do que se tratava e achei que deveria expor em meu blog como estudante de jornalismo, esse movimento e o massacre que está ocorrendo na Líbia, porque isso tudo que o Kadafi está promovendo é sim um massacre a população e algo&amp;nbsp;deplorável&amp;nbsp;de se ver.&lt;br /&gt;Então segue o e-mail e peço a colaboração de todos para que assinem, são apenas 48 horas para ser enviado a &amp;nbsp;aos delegados do Conselho de Segurança da ONU para ter resposta se finalmente alguém interverá nesse horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Caros amigos,&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="right" bgcolor="#ffffff" style="line-height: 17px; margin-left: 15px; width: 220px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; line-height: 17px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avaaz.org/po/libya_no_fly_zone_1/?cl=978759864&amp;amp;v=8579" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://avaazimages.s3.amazonaws.com/1166_Libya_200x100.png" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; line-height: 17px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;O&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Conselho de Segurança da ONU tem 48 horas para decidir se irá impor a zona de exclusão aérea&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;e impedir os ataques mortais contra civis na Líbia. Uma pressão global conjunta de cidadãos ao redor do mundo ajudaram a&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;pressionar o Conselho a chegar a uma posição&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;antes, nós precisamos dela agora:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avaaz.org/po/libya_no_fly_zone_1/?cl=978759864&amp;amp;v=8579" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sign the petition!" border="0" src="http://avaazimages.s3.amazonaws.com/btn_sendamessage.png" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; line-height: 17px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Enquanto os&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;aviões do Kadafi bombardeiam o seu próprio povo&lt;/b&gt;, o Conselho de Segurança irá decidir em 48 horas se eles irão impor a zona de exclusão aérea para impedir os aviões de guerra do governo de voar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Juntos nós enviamos 450.000 emails para o Conselho de Segurança da ONU, colocando pressão no Presidente do Conselho e ajudando a conquistar sanções sobre o regime e justiça para o povo da Líbia. Agora, para impedir um massacre,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;nós precisamos de um chamado massivo pela zona de exclusão aérea.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Se o Kadafi não puder usar seus aviões, ele irá perder uma arma chave em uma guerra em que os civis são os que mais sofrem. Enquanto os seus helicópteros e aviões estiverem no ar, o número de mortes irá aumentar. Nós só temos&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;48 horas – vamos conseguir 1 milhão de mensagens para parar os ataques mortais do Kadafi antes que seja tarde&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avaaz.org/po/libya_no_fly_zone_1/?cl=978759864&amp;amp;v=8579" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.avaaz.org/po/libya_no_fly_zone_1/?vl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;A oposição pediu a ajuda da comunidade internacional&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;para “proteger o povo da Líbia dos crimes contra a humanidade que estão sendo cometidos contra eles”. O Ministro das Relações Internacionais do Reino Unido diz que há “relatos confiáveis do uso de helicópteros de guerra contra civis pelas forças do governo”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Enquanto isso, a liderança da OTAN diz que qualquer tentativa de impor a zona de exclusão aérea precisaria primeiro de uma resolução da ONU. Em muitas crises como esta, um ou outro país da ONU vetou um posicionamento forte -- mas na Líbia uma situação nova emergiu. As sanções do Conselho de Segurança são reais. Embaixadores da ONU dizem que representantes “concordam significativamente" que o Kafafi precisa sair. O que nós precisamos é de mais um empurrão da sociedade civil global.&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;A resolução não seria a solução final -- a imposição da zona de exclusão aérea poderá ser perigosa e complexa. Porém somente a ameaça da imposição poderá mostrar para o Kadafi que o seu tempo expirou.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Os nossos governos precisam saber que nós estamos ao lado do povo da Líbia e que não aceitamos demoras.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Envie uma mensagem agora e depois encaminhe este email para amigos e familiares:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avaaz.org/po/libya_no_fly_zone_1/?cl=978759864&amp;amp;v=8579" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.avaaz.org/po/libya_no_fly_zone_1/?vl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Os movimentos pacíficos pela democracia no mundo árabe inspiraram o mundo. Porém, o Kadafi escolheu o pior caminho – a repressão violenta para esmagar as manifestações corajosas e pacíficas. Neste momento nós podemos ver dois futuros para a Líbia: a violência prolongada de um ditador contra o seu povo, ou, medidas internacionais que apóiam as aspirações do povo da Líbia.&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Nestes dias cruciais, nós precisamos reconhecer que as nossas ações, como cidadãos globais, irão afetar o destino dos nossos irmãos e irmãs na Líbia. Nós devemos nos unir em solidariedade às pessoas que já se foram e aquelas que estão lutando para sobreviver.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Com esperança,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Ben, Luis, Graziela, Benjamin, Ricken, Stephanie, Rewan e toda a equipe Avaaz&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Leia mais:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Cresce apoio a criação de zona de exclusão aérea sobre a Líbia:&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5gQfiN5OKe8-CwAbNkU3DftrUxbTg?docId=CNG.9a572d8b10c3096aca5789489ba40124.5f1" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5gQfiN5OKe8-CwAbNkU3DftrUxbTg?docId=CNG.9a572d8b10c3096aca5789489ba40124.5f1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Conselho de Segurança da ONU debateu sobre zona de exclusão aérea na Líbia:&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noticias.r7.com/internacional/noticias/conselho-de-seguranca-da-onu-debateu-sobre-zona-de-exclusao-aerea-na-libia-20110308.html" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;http://noticias.r7.com/internacional/noticias/conselho-de-seguranca-da-onu-debateu-sobre-zona-de-exclusao-aerea-na-libia-20110308.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Liga Árabe apoia zona de exclusão aérea na Líbia:&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimosegundo.ig.com.br/revoltamundoarabe/liga+arabe+apoia+zona+de+exclusao+aerea+na+libia/n1238140310157.html" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;http://ultimosegundo.ig.com.br/revoltamundoarabe/liga+arabe+apoia+zona+de+exclusao+aerea+na+libia/n1238140310157.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;Entenda o que é uma área de exclusão aérea:&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noticias.r7.com/internacional/noticias/entenda-o-que-e-uma-area-de-exclusao-aerea-20110307.html" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;http://noticias.r7.com/internacional/noticias/entenda-o-que-e-uma-area-de-exclusao-aerea-20110307.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.avaaz.org/act/open/978759864.gif" style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Apoie a comunidade da Avaaz!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nós somos totalmente sustentados por doações de indivíduos, não aceitamos financiamento de governos ou empresas. Nossa equipe dedicada garante que até as menores doações sejam bem aproveitadas --&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://secure.avaaz.org/en/donate_to_avaaz/?cl=978759864&amp;amp;v=8579" style="color: #0068cf; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 17px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;clique para doar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Obrigado a todos vocês meus queridos, não vou expor muito a minhaopnião, porque agora como estudante de jornalismo tenho que estar mais atenta a tudo que escrevo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"A gente não pode mudar o mundo, mas se cada um fizer a sua parte, ajudaremos muito"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3PAi90mRf4I/TXj7pllJl5I/AAAAAAAACN8/coQE9TDed2Y/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3PAi90mRf4I/TXj7pllJl5I/AAAAAAAACN8/coQE9TDed2Y/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6321455575179341014-6871351535598970175?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/6871351535598970175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=6871351535598970175' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6871351535598970175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6871351535598970175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/libia-zona-de-exclusao-aerea.html' title='Líbia: Zona de Exclusão Aérea‏'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3PAi90mRf4I/TXj7pllJl5I/AAAAAAAACN8/coQE9TDed2Y/s72-c/minhaassinatura.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-3520419492707693337</id><published>2011-03-08T13:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T13:14:54.930-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nosso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BRu1231VL2w/TXZROD4OcyI/AAAAAAAACN0/P7qvP-LEgUk/s1600/mulher1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BRu1231VL2w/TXZROD4OcyI/AAAAAAAACN0/P7qvP-LEgUk/s320/mulher1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que revolucionou,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que foi atrás de seus direitos,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que&amp;nbsp;conquistou&amp;nbsp;o seu espaço,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que conquistou os seus direitos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que é mãe,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que é esposa,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que é dona de casa,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que trabalha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que &amp;nbsp;batalha,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que ama,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que chora,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ulher que cuida,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MULHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O ponto&amp;nbsp;fundamental&amp;nbsp;no mundo. O que&amp;nbsp;aconteceria&amp;nbsp;sem esse ser maravilhoso?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feliz dia Internacional da&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Mulher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_X-KFRM-iQw/TXZVTH7v2HI/AAAAAAAACN4/S8hHhgr9XDM/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_X-KFRM-iQw/TXZVTH7v2HI/AAAAAAAACN4/S8hHhgr9XDM/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6321455575179341014-3520419492707693337?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/3520419492707693337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=3520419492707693337' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3520419492707693337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3520419492707693337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-delas.html' title='Nosso'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BRu1231VL2w/TXZROD4OcyI/AAAAAAAACN0/P7qvP-LEgUk/s72-c/mulher1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4044665992135210437</id><published>2011-03-06T13:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T13:05:11.951-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Apenas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wg4LWmpGN38/TXOwPvxadBI/AAAAAAAACM4/x0GzSrgbQkM/s1600/encruzilhada1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wg4LWmpGN38/TXOwPvxadBI/AAAAAAAACM4/x0GzSrgbQkM/s1600/encruzilhada1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"O Tempo para ler,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;como o tempo para amar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;dilata o tempo para viver "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Daniel Pennac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-R3VLnqAdY-8/TXOwqB4nCLI/AAAAAAAACM8/Wf1Nf_zEUb4/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-R3VLnqAdY-8/TXOwqB4nCLI/AAAAAAAACM8/Wf1Nf_zEUb4/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6321455575179341014-4044665992135210437?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4044665992135210437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4044665992135210437' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4044665992135210437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4044665992135210437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/apenas.html' title='Apenas'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wg4LWmpGN38/TXOwPvxadBI/AAAAAAAACM4/x0GzSrgbQkM/s72-c/encruzilhada1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2740875759976373413</id><published>2011-03-03T13:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:59:53.333-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Oawq6zbJfLU/TW6WdnMjDMI/AAAAAAAACMw/WlHVpzlk5QQ/s1600/amor+em+papel+escrita+c+cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Oawq6zbJfLU/TW6WdnMjDMI/AAAAAAAACMw/WlHVpzlk5QQ/s320/amor+em+papel+escrita+c+cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Procurei palavras para vir aqui,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas nada melhor como falar com o coração,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mesmo que ele mal saiba expressar o que sente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lhe confesso que não sei o que sinto,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;é algo doce, mas&amp;nbsp;ríspido, cauteloso..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Algo gostoso, mas que me preocupa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me deixa pensativa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu gosto do jeito que me trata, que me vê&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;de como me chama,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;de como se preocupa,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;de demonstrar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;de me importar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;estou confusa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;perdida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tudo muda com o que planejei,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;com o que eu queria para o meu futuro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mania de querer traçar meu futuro.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lhe peço desculpas pelo meu jeito,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas sou assim , porém com um pouco mais,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;por estar muito confusa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tudo parece ser mais exagerado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;quando estamos perdidos de algo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;desorganizados.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lhe disse que é um momento complicado,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas seu apoio aquece ainda mais meu coração.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sei que ainda encontrarei as respostas,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas vi que não posso ficar sem você,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;não agora, sem saber, sem ter certezas, sem entender.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu apenas preciso...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mas não posso lhe garantir muita coisa!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8Al0s8npzqM/TW_IvutH4qI/AAAAAAAACM0/RP2lAcKRAWg/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8Al0s8npzqM/TW_IvutH4qI/AAAAAAAACM0/RP2lAcKRAWg/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eu procurei textos que descrevesse o que sinto, mas não encontrei nada e resolvi escrever, vocês sabem que sou péssima para falar de amor, então peço desculpas.&lt;/span&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/6321455575179341014-2740875759976373413?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2740875759976373413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2740875759976373413' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2740875759976373413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2740875759976373413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/te.html' title='A te'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Oawq6zbJfLU/TW6WdnMjDMI/AAAAAAAACMw/WlHVpzlk5QQ/s72-c/amor+em+papel+escrita+c+cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-178369729323388088</id><published>2011-03-01T13:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T13:26:56.744-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Crocante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TNcbdZfyPWg/TW0aKbHnlrI/AAAAAAAACMo/1rUcaQXXCbs/s1600/nomnom_by_thesweetblackmadness-d3200f0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TNcbdZfyPWg/TW0aKbHnlrI/AAAAAAAACMo/1rUcaQXXCbs/s320/nomnom_by_thesweetblackmadness-d3200f0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Tão doce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; e que se não fosse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;me jogo no mar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ora pos, estou de férias, sim de novo, peguei o resto dos dias e eu fiquei muito surpresa, já que peguei 10 dias no final do ano, mas por necessidade. O que importa agora é que vou poder fazer meu trabalhos tranquila e terei tempo para visitar vocês e&amp;nbsp;atualizar&amp;nbsp;meu cantinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;beijão queridos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_f5uVcRcGlA/TW0eRNyRKwI/AAAAAAAACMs/cbPdrb2ChAY/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_f5uVcRcGlA/TW0eRNyRKwI/AAAAAAAACMs/cbPdrb2ChAY/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6321455575179341014-178369729323388088?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/178369729323388088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=178369729323388088' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/178369729323388088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/178369729323388088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/03/crocante.html' title='Crocante'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TNcbdZfyPWg/TW0aKbHnlrI/AAAAAAAACMo/1rUcaQXXCbs/s72-c/nomnom_by_thesweetblackmadness-d3200f0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4864820003122037261</id><published>2011-02-26T18:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T18:58:50.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finestra di sogni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n-qYMY0RKQE/TWl17aUkDiI/AAAAAAAACMg/d_tORAdCGxI/s1600/janela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n-qYMY0RKQE/TWl17aUkDiI/AAAAAAAACMg/d_tORAdCGxI/s320/janela.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Olhei para a minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Notei que tudo mudou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Naquela janela dos sonhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;onde deixei livre meus pensamentos&amp;nbsp;e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;embarquei naquele caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;que parecia incerto!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Obs: tudo bem amores? é ando numa vida corrida agora, faculdade e trabalho não é&amp;nbsp;fácil, mas estou amando tudo isso.Eu fiquei sem pc porque os dois resolveram pifa ao mesmo tempo e bem no começo das aulas, mas já está tudo normalizado e irei visitar o canto de vocês. Sabe que eu como estudante de jornalismo agora oficial preciso exercer minha escrita e nada melhor exercer com vocês que estão aqui comigo a tempos.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amo vocês!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2JB84uDpiwI/TWl3VEVUo2I/AAAAAAAACMk/Y4TgkztR09U/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2JB84uDpiwI/TWl3VEVUo2I/AAAAAAAACMk/Y4TgkztR09U/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&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/6321455575179341014-4864820003122037261?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4864820003122037261/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4864820003122037261' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4864820003122037261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4864820003122037261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/02/finestra-di-sogni.html' title='Finestra di sogni'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n-qYMY0RKQE/TWl17aUkDiI/AAAAAAAACMg/d_tORAdCGxI/s72-c/janela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2248180724198436535</id><published>2011-02-13T10:47:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T11:05:04.810-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sussurros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HqS6jbZ-N4g/TVfQ8cdObsI/AAAAAAAACMc/R3R-ZJrOzUc/s1600/sussurro.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HqS6jbZ-N4g/TVfQ8cdObsI/AAAAAAAACMc/R3R-ZJrOzUc/s320/sussurro.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E&lt;u&gt;u quero ouvir sua respiração de encontro a minha,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero o toque de suas mãos sobre meu corpo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;o roçar de sua pela na minha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quero o teu desejo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero sentir teu calor,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero você em meus braços.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu quero uma noite só nossa,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;com seus olhos me devorando,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;com seu sorriso me dominando.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;E&amp;nbsp;consumimos&amp;nbsp;o fato.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sua boca me faz te querer ainda mais,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;seu hálito me refresca.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;E seus sussurros...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;me arrepiam e fazem com que eu queria cada vez mais,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;com você,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;somente com você!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Acordar em seus braços, contra o teu peito ouvindo o bater de seu coração.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-2248180724198436535?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2248180724198436535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2248180724198436535' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2248180724198436535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2248180724198436535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/02/sussurros.html' title='Sussurros'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HqS6jbZ-N4g/TVfQ8cdObsI/AAAAAAAACMc/R3R-ZJrOzUc/s72-c/sussurro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-3158257849118584685</id><published>2011-02-08T09:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:41:17.135-02:00</updated><title type='text'>La vita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TVEqYOpiCCI/AAAAAAAACMU/QKfwXbpcBCA/s1600/felicidade-e-a-certeza-q-nossa-vida-nao-esta-se-passando-inutilmente-erico-verissiompo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TVEqYOpiCCI/AAAAAAAACMU/QKfwXbpcBCA/s320/felicidade-e-a-certeza-q-nossa-vida-nao-esta-se-passando-inutilmente-erico-verissiompo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;A vida me faz &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;conquistare&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;A vida me faz &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;sognare&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;A vida me faz &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;pensare&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;A vida me traz&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;l'amore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;A vida me &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;fai vivere.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Per questo...&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;aprendo a viver todos os momentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;aprendo a cultivar o sol de toda a manhã de verão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;o céu azul e a chuva da tarde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Adesso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Canto para o vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;o deixo bater em meus cabelos encaracolados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;sinto a brisa na minha pele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;e sol esquentar meu rosto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Allora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Vivo o que me proporciona,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;aposto nessa nova fase,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;nesse novo caminho que decidi&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;camminare&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;porque eu sei&lt;i&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;che tutto andrà bene!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TVEsov5kB6I/AAAAAAAACMY/AqDajx3zP1I/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TVEsov5kB6I/AAAAAAAACMY/AqDajx3zP1I/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-3158257849118584685?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/3158257849118584685/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=3158257849118584685' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3158257849118584685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3158257849118584685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/02/la-vita.html' title='La vita'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TVEqYOpiCCI/AAAAAAAACMU/QKfwXbpcBCA/s72-c/felicidade-e-a-certeza-q-nossa-vida-nao-esta-se-passando-inutilmente-erico-verissiompo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-391056430113659866</id><published>2011-02-06T08:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T08:43:55.467-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma dai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TU56zrf1CPI/AAAAAAAACMQ/5AfHAuIA0io/s1600/danbo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TU56zrf1CPI/AAAAAAAACMQ/5AfHAuIA0io/s320/danbo3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Digam Oi para a mais nova&amp;nbsp;estudante de jornalismo!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ontem no casamento do meu primo eu peguei o Buquê, no começo nem queria participar, mas de tanto insistirem eu fui e peguei, agora só falta o noivo hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Beijão amores&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/6321455575179341014-391056430113659866?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/391056430113659866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=391056430113659866' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/391056430113659866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/391056430113659866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/02/ma-dai.html' title='Ma dai...'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TU56zrf1CPI/AAAAAAAACMQ/5AfHAuIA0io/s72-c/danbo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2731489353294189365</id><published>2011-02-02T10:03:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T10:04:41.256-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fazer'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TUlH0QRc1kI/AAAAAAAACL0/X8Bga4zHXT4/s1600/photography200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TUlH0QRc1kI/AAAAAAAACL0/X8Bga4zHXT4/s320/photography200.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Faço melhor que posso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dentro do que o mundo me proporciona&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e do que a vida me prospera."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TUlIEd2_-yI/AAAAAAAACL4/aFu9YwQChJg/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TUlIEd2_-yI/AAAAAAAACL4/aFu9YwQChJg/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TUlH0QRc1kI/AAAAAAAACL0/X8Bga4zHXT4/s72-c/photography200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-7795086860709705943</id><published>2011-01-30T10:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T10:10:21.804-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprendendo a viver!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRddyAuyd9I/AAAAAAAACHs/CcSd-z2Foi0/s1600/87233305_e1680aeeeb_o+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRddyAuyd9I/AAAAAAAACHs/CcSd-z2Foi0/s320/87233305_e1680aeeeb_o+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Deixei de lado tudo;&lt;br /&gt;passei a respirar com tranquilidade;&lt;br /&gt;a viver os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que o desânimo insista em me visitar,&lt;br /&gt;eu lembro que estou bem e não abro a porta.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo por mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Passei a não querer mas contar com as pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;Passei a olhar pra mim mesma, meus valores,&lt;br /&gt;minhas vontades, meus benefícios,&lt;br /&gt;estou aprendendo.&lt;br /&gt;Não há o que mudar,&lt;br /&gt;vivemos isso mesmo e ponto, basta querer mudar algumas atitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso chutei o balde...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E liguei o &lt;u&gt;foda-se"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ando numa correria, e a cada dia que passa vejo que ser adulto é muito complicado. Estou dando um jeito de começar facul já que não consegui bolsa na facul que eu queria pelo Prouni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Beijão amores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TUVU0avj5GI/AAAAAAAACLk/nJODSK3cNGc/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TUVU0avj5GI/AAAAAAAACLk/nJODSK3cNGc/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6321455575179341014-7795086860709705943?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/7795086860709705943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=7795086860709705943' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7795086860709705943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7795086860709705943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/01/aprendendo-viver.html' title='Aprendendo a viver!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRddyAuyd9I/AAAAAAAACHs/CcSd-z2Foi0/s72-c/87233305_e1680aeeeb_o+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-273828693529731916</id><published>2011-01-25T11:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T11:22:21.733-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha Grande São paulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TT7L8wTAAFI/AAAAAAAACKE/GTSgcPXjx6A/s1600/img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TT7L8wTAAFI/AAAAAAAACKE/GTSgcPXjx6A/s320/img.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;São Paulo, a cidade do caos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;São Paulo, do estresse;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;São Paulo, da poluição;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;São Paulo da madrugada;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;São Paulo do atraso;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;São Paulo que tanto amo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cidade perfeita, dentre suas&amp;nbsp;imperfeições.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu amo a sua pressa,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu amo seus dias nublados,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu amo seu céu acinzentado,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu amo a sua agitação.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu amo seus dias de sol quente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu amo a minha cidade.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não trocaria essa cidade por nada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terra das oportunidades,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terra do acolhimento,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terra da diversidade,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terra do antigo com o novo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minha Grande São Paulo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seu gigantismo me assusta e tanto me atrai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;São Paulo de terra boa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;São Paulo terra da garoa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parabéns São Paulo, 457 anos de História!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TT7Ndmj-EcI/AAAAAAAACKI/kYKtPkmTJ9c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TT7Ndmj-EcI/AAAAAAAACKI/kYKtPkmTJ9c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-273828693529731916?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/273828693529731916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=273828693529731916' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/273828693529731916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/273828693529731916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/01/minha-grande-sao-paulo.html' title='A minha Grande São paulo'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TT7L8wTAAFI/AAAAAAAACKE/GTSgcPXjx6A/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8785075450539771885</id><published>2011-01-23T10:48:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T00:58:35.062-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolce far Niente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TTwcl8MIz_I/AAAAAAAACJw/eE_P4MFxoo8/s1600/Foto1380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TTwcl8MIz_I/AAAAAAAACJw/eE_P4MFxoo8/s320/Foto1380.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Simplesmente me deixei...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parei de me cobrar, de prever o futuro,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;de me preocupar com algo distante.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Passei por uma paz (passo),&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;por uma tranquilidade que vejo que a cada dia estou mais com os pés no chão, firmes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu só precisava ver o mar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;molhar meus pés, caminhar na areia,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me senti viva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Notável!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tudo está na maneira perfeita...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pois eu só dei um tempo pra mim."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hey amores, não vou ficar justificando minha&amp;nbsp;ausência, acho que é chato sempre que demoro a postar ficar explicando, a leitura fica chata, eu sei. Mas minha vida deu uma reviravolta e estou tomando decisões importantes para esse ano, como facul e um novo emprego junto com uma proposta de mudança de cargo no que estou, estou realmente confusa do que escolher, fazer. Mas isso tudo veio no momento certo, &amp;nbsp;fui para a praia, me senti livre de tudo, e viva! enfim... A cada dia noto minha maturidade e a confiança que a cada dia adquiro, eu vi que era uma adolescente muito preocupada, agora estou tranquila de tudo e todos, e essa tranquilidade em apenas viver mudou muita coisa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Beijão amores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Hoje é domingo... dia de fazer nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TTwjiEANFjI/AAAAAAAACJ0/7fx1WlX_3sQ/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TTwjiEANFjI/AAAAAAAACJ0/7fx1WlX_3sQ/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6321455575179341014-8785075450539771885?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8785075450539771885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8785075450539771885' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8785075450539771885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8785075450539771885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/01/dolce-far-niente.html' title='Dolce far Niente'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TTwcl8MIz_I/AAAAAAAACJw/eE_P4MFxoo8/s72-c/Foto1380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-9066115896240701903</id><published>2011-01-09T12:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T12:01:42.807-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Confiante o bastante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSm8yEy6O9I/AAAAAAAACJo/aOaBB_ORHYU/s1600/call_collect_by_jsph0to-d31zuh2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSm8yEy6O9I/AAAAAAAACJo/aOaBB_ORHYU/s320/call_collect_by_jsph0to-d31zuh2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Enfim a &amp;nbsp;auto&amp;nbsp;suficiência, a confiança e os passos firmes dados no chão."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Os passos dados com a firmeza de que está no caminho certo,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;fazendo o certo, ou não."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Eu sei que fiquei mais rude e um pouco mais seca,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas preciso disso agora, dessa confiança"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Sabe que notei que muitos me achavam boa o suficiente para me acharem boba?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Estou muito mais confiante, agindo com tranquilidade e lidando com os problemas de maneira&amp;nbsp;básica."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Eu continuo a mesma, apenas aplicando coisas que eu não aplicava."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Apenas sendo eu sem medo de dizer, sem medo de fazer, sem me preocupar."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mas meu coração continua o mesmo, molenga e apaixonado,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;amando tudo e a todos de maneira incondicional e se magoando,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;como sempre, mas com menos preocupação com tudo."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Por isso lhe digo, se caso precisar de mim, é só me ligar,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;se eu estiver afim de ouvirei!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Finalmente me valorizando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSm_XKE5tXI/AAAAAAAACJs/mAZp-JTViJE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSm_XKE5tXI/AAAAAAAACJs/mAZp-JTViJE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&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/6321455575179341014-9066115896240701903?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/9066115896240701903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=9066115896240701903' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/9066115896240701903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/9066115896240701903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/01/confiante-o-bastante.html' title='Confiante o bastante'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSm8yEy6O9I/AAAAAAAACJo/aOaBB_ORHYU/s72-c/call_collect_by_jsph0to-d31zuh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-610382796886588136</id><published>2011-01-04T10:39:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T10:40:18.113-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Com os pés molhados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSMOlvAHBcI/AAAAAAAACJg/3GvzpPh_TAs/s1600/rainy_days_by_frart_xd-d320brj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSMOlvAHBcI/AAAAAAAACJg/3GvzpPh_TAs/s320/rainy_days_by_frart_xd-d320brj.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi tudo tão tranquilo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nem a chuva me atrapalhou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pedi a Deus tanto que me guardasse, que me desse forças,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e ele me deu muito mais que isso, me deu além de tudo alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jurava que não iria conseguir, que iria ter uma crise novamente e&lt;br /&gt;enfim ser realmente desligada de la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nesses dias de descanso, tentei absorver toda a dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vivi a minha vida e refleti muito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não pensei em nada que me causasse angustia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e quando enfim chegou o dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pensei em só coisas boas e me agarrei a elas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e no fim deu tudo certo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu vi que sentia falta daquelas pessoas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me abraçaram,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;disseram que sentiram a minha falta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;encheram o meu saco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e até falaram que os&amp;nbsp;problemas&amp;nbsp;que foi dando ao decorrer do dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;era porque eu havia voltado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu vi que senti saudades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;então trabalhei de maneira gratificante e feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pelo o apoio todo que recebi e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o carinho&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;tive que nunca imaginei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me ajudou muito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O dia foi ótimo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mesmo com os pés molhados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E que tudo comece renovado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pois estou disposta a&amp;nbsp;enfrentar&amp;nbsp;com&amp;nbsp;mais&amp;nbsp;força e garra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSMU3NHgQnI/AAAAAAAACJk/22-UFwQwG2w/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSMU3NHgQnI/AAAAAAAACJk/22-UFwQwG2w/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6321455575179341014-610382796886588136?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/610382796886588136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=610382796886588136' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/610382796886588136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/610382796886588136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2011/01/com-os-pes-molhados.html' title='Com os pés molhados'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TSMOlvAHBcI/AAAAAAAACJg/3GvzpPh_TAs/s72-c/rainy_days_by_frart_xd-d320brj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2196707978476803196</id><published>2010-12-31T11:19:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T11:43:36.046-02:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 memórias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TR3YCFYH8MI/AAAAAAAACJY/eyyv7FAuo9c/s1600/butterfly_by_alexa2oo-d320agx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TR3YCFYH8MI/AAAAAAAACJY/eyyv7FAuo9c/s320/butterfly_by_alexa2oo-d320agx.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas um ano que termina,&lt;br /&gt;o coração bate mais forte, a sensação de fim para um novo recomeço fica mais evidente,&lt;br /&gt;o amor fica mais realçado e uma sensação boa toma conta da gente.&lt;br /&gt;Começamos a relembrar dos&amp;nbsp;momentos&amp;nbsp;vividos ao decorrer desse ano,&lt;br /&gt;das alegrias, tristezas, choros, agonias, conquistas...&lt;br /&gt;E vemos que&amp;nbsp;mesmo&amp;nbsp;que alguns momentos que tenham sido ruins&lt;br /&gt;e que ficam mais na lembrança, tivemos sim muitos momentos bons, felizes.&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava fazendo um balanço de&amp;nbsp;como&amp;nbsp;foi esse meu ano,&lt;br /&gt;e a palavra que o resume é&lt;i&gt; Amadurecimento,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois todas as dores, os erros, as decepções e as loucuras,&lt;br /&gt;fizeram com que eu amadurecesse ainda mais, aprendesse e vivesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esse ano eu:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não entrei na faculdade;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conseguir um emprego;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fui ao show do meu ìdolo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fiz novos amigos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me dediquei mais ao blog e conheci pessoas espetaculares;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fui a muitas baladas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bebi bebida&amp;nbsp;alcoólica&amp;nbsp;(coisa que não fazia);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fiz 18 anos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comecei a descobrir novas coisas, novos sentimentos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beijei pessoas que não deveria;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quase voltei com o meu ex namorado;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chorei muito;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pensei que não tinha amigos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Descobri que pessoas que me&amp;nbsp;conheceram&amp;nbsp;a pouco tempo me amam;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Criei responsabilidade;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pedi um cartão de crédito;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comprei um celular;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fiz o Enem e a Fuvest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fiquei extremamente estressada com o trabalho;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pedi demissão e ganhei férias adiantada;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E agora dia 3 já começa tudo de novo.&lt;/div&gt;Todas as&amp;nbsp;experiências&amp;nbsp;vividas nesse ano valeram muito a pena, os elogios que recebi, tanto pela pessoa que sou quanto pelo o que escrevo, fizeram eu querer cada vez mais melhorar e me fez enxerga que é isso que eu quero, escrever, ter esse blog e ter vocês como leitores.&lt;br /&gt;Cada pessoa que conheci por&amp;nbsp;intermédio&amp;nbsp;da internet, todas foram pessoas espetaculares que estarão sempre em meu coração e quem eu adquiri um carinho e respeito imenso, é uma honra ler vocês e conhecer nem que seja só um pouquinho do jeito de cada um que eu leio e que me visita.&lt;br /&gt;Quero que saibam que esse blog é essencial pra mim, é parte da minha vida e vocês também, são pessoas que me escutam sem me criticar, que me dão apoio nos momentos que não tenho ninguém a não ser escrever e desabafar.&lt;br /&gt;Então meus amores, desejo a vocês um Feliz Ano novo, que esse ano que comece seja de melhores&amp;nbsp;expectativas&amp;nbsp;do que esse ano que termine, que vivam a cada segundo de suas vidas e tudo que aparecer diante dela, bom ou ruim, tirem aprendizado, crescimento. Que Deus abençoe a todos para que tenham forças para sempre seguir enfrente, mesmo nos momentos em que sintam vontade de desistir. E desejo muito mas muito amor dentro de seus corações, pois é o fundamental nessa vida.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo de bom meus queridos, e que venha 2011! (&lt;s&gt;expectativas)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Amo vocês!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TR3XisOIs7I/AAAAAAAACJU/Ggan-uF5NhI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TR3XisOIs7I/AAAAAAAACJU/Ggan-uF5NhI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-2196707978476803196?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2196707978476803196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2196707978476803196' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2196707978476803196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2196707978476803196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-memorias.html' title='2010 memórias'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TR3YCFYH8MI/AAAAAAAACJY/eyyv7FAuo9c/s72-c/butterfly_by_alexa2oo-d320agx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8342182308485237325</id><published>2010-12-27T12:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T12:27:29.165-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisa Linda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRiffbECNBI/AAAAAAAACIo/ql4tuTgnCME/s1600/1425-photography_landscape_redesmere_lake-_wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRiffbECNBI/AAAAAAAACIo/ql4tuTgnCME/s320/1425-photography_landscape_redesmere_lake-_wallpaper.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De que importa tudo que se tem la fora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;já que te tenho aqui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tão perto, tão longe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te falei que preciso ouvir tua voz?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tua risada?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tuas graças?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que preciso de suas palavras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te falei que amo o jeito como me faz rir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse teu jeito descontraido?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu preciso da sua&amp;nbsp;leveza, do teu abraço, da sua presença...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu sou queria um tempo contigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para te mostrar que a vida toda vale a pena...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ao meu lado!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se não existe nada, que passe a existir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se não parece certo, deixe pra lá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arrisque-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas venha para os meus braços!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Post dedicado ao meu amigo Marco Aurélio! vida minha =D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRiiOBR5U9I/AAAAAAAACIs/oy9KZ4WUm_o/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRiiOBR5U9I/AAAAAAAACIs/oy9KZ4WUm_o/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-8342182308485237325?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8342182308485237325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8342182308485237325' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8342182308485237325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8342182308485237325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/12/coisa-linda.html' title='Coisa Linda'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRiffbECNBI/AAAAAAAACIo/ql4tuTgnCME/s72-c/1425-photography_landscape_redesmere_lake-_wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-222090542799929215</id><published>2010-12-23T12:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T12:18:51.536-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal, Osvaldo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRNV4G6oDoI/AAAAAAAACHg/LJuqFz77qR0/s1600/belissima-arvore-de-natal-156a8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRNV4G6oDoI/AAAAAAAACHg/LJuqFz77qR0/s320/belissima-arvore-de-natal-156a8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu estava pensando em escrever um texto bem bonitinho,&lt;br /&gt;com frases que rimassem e que soassem leves e sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;Mas acho que não me convém, assim, nesse momento sabem.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Então venho desejar um Feliz Natal a todos vocês que fizeram e fazem &amp;nbsp;parte da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;nesse ano de 2010 todo e claro nesse ano de 2011 que chegará.&lt;br /&gt;E como em todos os anos,&lt;br /&gt;minha família é evangélica protestante, não se comemora o Natal,&lt;br /&gt;então eu não tenho esse&amp;nbsp;espírito&amp;nbsp;natalino que muitas famílias tem sabem, (minha mãe faz alguma coisa, mas só dia 25 mesmo, porque meu pai é católico não praticante (mas enfim rs)).&lt;br /&gt;Mas acho bonito apesar de não sentir e acabo sempre fazendo a ceia na casa de amigos,&lt;br /&gt;e esse ano não será diferente, inclusive em posts sobre Natais passados, um eu fui mais sentimental e o outro falei sobre o quanto essa época é mais para o consumismo do que a sua verdadeira&amp;nbsp;intenção, ou algo parecido, ah vocês entenderam, mas esse ano não vou protestar e nem nada disso rs.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que esse Natal seja de muita fartura a todos, muito amor &amp;nbsp;e aquela coisa gostosa de estar reunido com a família, que é o mais importante.&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço todos vocês por tudo e pelo o apoio ao decorrer desse tempo,&lt;br /&gt;e dizer que hoje sei que não sou nada sem esse blog e sem vocês,&lt;br /&gt;pessoas que já me&amp;nbsp;lêem&amp;nbsp;a muito tempo e os que me&amp;nbsp;lêem&amp;nbsp;a pouco também,&lt;br /&gt;todos são extremamente importantes, ainda mais nesse momento a qual me encontro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha quanta melosidade né? mas não se preocupem, o post de final de ano será bem mais agradecido a vocês e mais muito mais meloso que ficará até grudado no dente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amo vocês de coração e desejo a todos um Feliz Natal!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ps: E o Osvaldo? sei la, não conheço nenhum Osvaldo hahaha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah e Saúde é VIDA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRNZfqfvm_I/AAAAAAAACHk/xA1XUj7WPk8/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRNZfqfvm_I/AAAAAAAACHk/xA1XUj7WPk8/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-222090542799929215?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/222090542799929215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=222090542799929215' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/222090542799929215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/222090542799929215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/12/feliz-natal-osvaldo.html' title='Feliz Natal, Osvaldo!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TRNV4G6oDoI/AAAAAAAACHg/LJuqFz77qR0/s72-c/belissima-arvore-de-natal-156a8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4381017495343003931</id><published>2010-12-21T09:15:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:53:03.283-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Responda me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQ_y3iPudlI/AAAAAAAACHY/LoWyxRMQ8z8/s1600/Black_and_white_pocket_watch_by_ClawzSkunk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQ_y3iPudlI/AAAAAAAACHY/LoWyxRMQ8z8/s320/Black_and_white_pocket_watch_by_ClawzSkunk.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;O&amp;nbsp;que vale mais?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Dinheiro no bolso ou Saúde Mental?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Desculpa, eu escolho minha saúde!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bom gente, eu surtei ontem no trabalho depois de ter passado a semana passada toda de cama, eu não parava de chorar e pedi demissão, mas tive uma conversa com a menina que toma conta nesse setor que tentou me ajudar até o ultimo minuto, e me&amp;nbsp;propôs&amp;nbsp;férias antecipada para me recuperar e me cuidar, ver o que é essa angustia que sinto e desanimo com o trabalho e voltar dia 3, se no caso achar que não dá mesmo, então peço meu desligamento. Ela me disse muitas coisas que me deixaram feliz e vi que meu trabalho lá é realmente reconhecido, tanto que não me deixaram sair e me deu essa oportunidade (eu tenho 10 meses de empresa e ela conseguiu esses 15 dias de férias adiantado). Agora vou me cuidar, ajeitar as coisas nesse tempo para poder voltar com vontade de trabalhar.&amp;nbsp;Mas&amp;nbsp;to bem gente, só preciso me reorganizar e entender esse pavor que senti quando&amp;nbsp;cheguei&amp;nbsp;pra trabalhar, é muito estranho isso, mas vai dá tudo certo e vou ter tempo para ler vcs e postar posts melhores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tempo é dinheiro, mas a saúde é...???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beijão meus amores!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQ_3QPwVPyI/AAAAAAAACHc/gumD6CbEsIE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQ_3QPwVPyI/AAAAAAAACHc/gumD6CbEsIE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-4381017495343003931?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4381017495343003931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4381017495343003931' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4381017495343003931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4381017495343003931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/12/responda-me.html' title='Responda me.'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQ_y3iPudlI/AAAAAAAACHY/LoWyxRMQ8z8/s72-c/Black_and_white_pocket_watch_by_ClawzSkunk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-7911690563072345438</id><published>2010-12-16T15:02:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:10:24.082-02:00</updated><title type='text'>...deixar sua luz Brilhar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPGdkj3QapI/AAAAAAAACGQ/cOnBYOP3LV8/s1600/brilho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPGdkj3QapI/AAAAAAAACGQ/cOnBYOP3LV8/s320/brilho.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you ever feel like a plastic bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Drifting throught the wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Wanting to start again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Like a house of cards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;One blow from caving in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you ever feel already buried deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Six feet under scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;But no one seems to hear a thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know that there's still a chance for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause there's a spark in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;You just gotta..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Firework&lt;/i&gt;- Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você já se sentiu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;c&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;omo um saco plástico&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flutuando pelo vento&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Querendo começar de novo?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você já se sentiu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;frágil&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como um castelo de cartas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;A um sopro de desmoronar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Você já se sentiu&lt;br /&gt;enterrado&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gritando sob sete palmos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Mas ninguém parece ouvir nada?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Você sabe que ainda há uma chance para você?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Porque há uma faísca em você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-style: italic; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Você só tem que...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Ps: Pouxa gente, acho que to coma imunidade baixa, estou mal ainda, fui ao medico pela segunda vez nessa semana e tive que tomar Bezetacil, imaginem? to dolorida mas continua com uma&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;insuportável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;dor de cabeça, estou a 3 dias sem ir trabalhar, ta complicado, mas to fazendo de tudo pra sarar. T?o sem condições de escrever um bom post, então peguei parte de uma musica, como ando fazendo ultimamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Beijão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPGcyxYUnkI/AAAAAAAACGM/8ih29GnNA2w/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPGcyxYUnkI/AAAAAAAACGM/8ih29GnNA2w/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-7911690563072345438?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/7911690563072345438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=7911690563072345438' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7911690563072345438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7911690563072345438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/12/deixar-sua-luz-brilhar.html' title='...deixar sua luz Brilhar!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPGdkj3QapI/AAAAAAAACGQ/cOnBYOP3LV8/s72-c/brilho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8943076611314981158</id><published>2010-12-13T09:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T09:43:20.972-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Avante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQYFNR2vWnI/AAAAAAAACHQ/-Pv_JV4Ye5s/s1600/another_foggy_day_v_by_pigarot-d3204f4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQYFNR2vWnI/AAAAAAAACHQ/-Pv_JV4Ye5s/s320/another_foggy_day_v_by_pigarot-d3204f4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu tenho que continuar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nas piores das&amp;nbsp;hipóteses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nos dias chuvosos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na tristeza do coração ferido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu tenho que continuar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo doente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mesmo sozinha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem um abraço ou sem palavras amigas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu tenho que continuar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nos dias de sol,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no riso das pessoas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na leveza do ar la fora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no céu azul ou no amor sentido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não importa como seja o dia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como esteja, como vai ser, como quer que seja,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apenas temos que continuar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque o mundo não para quando você quer parar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ps: Fiquei doente novamente, não sei exatamente o que acontece com minha saúde. E o mais engraçado foi que minha amiga me disse que acha que tudo que escrevo eu pego na internet ou de livros, copio e colo, haha dei risada e fiquei triste, pois vi que ela não acredita nessa minha capacidade, enfim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQYGmRG8y8I/AAAAAAAACHU/Qrbbq-mNRNk/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQYGmRG8y8I/AAAAAAAACHU/Qrbbq-mNRNk/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-8943076611314981158?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8943076611314981158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8943076611314981158' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8943076611314981158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8943076611314981158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/12/avante.html' title='Avante'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQYFNR2vWnI/AAAAAAAACHQ/-Pv_JV4Ye5s/s72-c/another_foggy_day_v_by_pigarot-d3204f4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2102729332739667320</id><published>2010-12-09T10:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T10:43:10.721-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Contagem Regressiva!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQDMFmxiLKI/AAAAAAAACG0/PqgLF3GgAdk/s1600/cambridge_road_by_jollehrancher-d31ztss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQDMFmxiLKI/AAAAAAAACG0/PqgLF3GgAdk/s320/cambridge_road_by_jollehrancher-d31ztss.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A vida está me testando, me colocando de frente com injustiças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e situações&amp;nbsp;insuportaveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A muito tempo já me esgotei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu só quero a leveza do nada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas esse nada não posso mais ter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sei que em pouco tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me explodo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;minha&amp;nbsp;paciência&amp;nbsp;já se foi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sei que ainda encontro meu caminho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando eu estiver somente comigo mesma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na rua deserta dos caminhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;então farei a escolha perfeita para o meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas só um ponto para saber,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;se realmente vale a pena!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas sabem quando aquele vale a pena já passou?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQDO0IiM-rI/AAAAAAAACG4/mDP0puwvHv0/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQDO0IiM-rI/AAAAAAAACG4/mDP0puwvHv0/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-2102729332739667320?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2102729332739667320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2102729332739667320' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2102729332739667320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2102729332739667320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/12/contagem-regressiva.html' title='Contagem Regressiva!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TQDMFmxiLKI/AAAAAAAACG0/PqgLF3GgAdk/s72-c/cambridge_road_by_jollehrancher-d31ztss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-3622261027495142490</id><published>2010-12-06T10:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T00:14:58.546-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos Infinitos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPzZXmM-ZQI/AAAAAAAACGk/ipTa6Z_Mhb8/s1600/Broadway_by_The_proffesional.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPzZXmM-ZQI/AAAAAAAACGk/ipTa6Z_Mhb8/s320/Broadway_by_The_proffesional.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheguei&amp;nbsp;ao meu ponto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ao cume dos meus sonhos infláveis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;daqueles que só assoprando para enche-los.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Era tudo tão anormal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que foi dessa anormalidade que me senti realizada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conquistei e lá estava eu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No lugar&amp;nbsp;mais&amp;nbsp;perfeito do mundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;onde tudo que passara tinha tido os melhores significados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;onde todos os meus sofrimentos tivessem validos a pena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Encontrei a minha alma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a encontrei no fundo do meu coração,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;onde deixei de procura-la,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas na minha sanidade de&amp;nbsp;viver&amp;nbsp;em outro mundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a encontrei da melhor maneira, junto com sua companheira felicidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso estou tendo cuidado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para que esse sonho não se exploda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para que minha alma continue intacta e a felicidade ainda me consumindo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afinal, lutei por tudo isso e não deixarei com que se vá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não mesmo, porque agora que cheguei ao meu ponto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;permanecerei eternamente, pois meus sonhos são infinitos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPzbp_rim1I/AAAAAAAACGo/VvwEyBmsd7c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPzbp_rim1I/AAAAAAAACGo/VvwEyBmsd7c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6321455575179341014-3622261027495142490?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/3622261027495142490/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=3622261027495142490' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3622261027495142490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3622261027495142490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/12/sonhos-infinitos.html' title='Sonhos Infinitos!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPzZXmM-ZQI/AAAAAAAACGk/ipTa6Z_Mhb8/s72-c/Broadway_by_The_proffesional.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-6060349536789468384</id><published>2010-12-05T11:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T11:08:09.975-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu vou... mas sempre acabo voltando!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oie pessoal, faz tempo que não posto, estava morrendo de saudade de vocês, mas foi força maior que tive que me ausentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eu estava com Sinuzite e na tensão para a Fuvest, da sinuzite já sarei tomei os medicamentos e to melhor, agora a Fuvest foi de lascar ehm? alguém fez a prova? gente estava muito mais muito&amp;nbsp;difícil, ainda mais eu que estou a 1 ano sem estudar, foi bem complicado, até uma amiga do trabalho que fez cursinho na Poli, dizem que é uma das melhores de São Paulo (ai já nem sei), disse que estava&amp;nbsp;difícil&amp;nbsp;mesmo. Bom eu sabia que não ia me sair bem, mas dei a cara tapa e fui fazer,&amp;nbsp;conseqüência&amp;nbsp;de não estudar foi essa, acertei somente 23 questões, vergonhoso né?, não acho tanto porque eu sabia que ia errar muito, então assumo essa culpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nesse tempo também estava em um clima tenso no trabalho, não sei explicar muito bem, mas acho que lá anda mexendo muito com o meu psicológico. Então abriu uma vaga para ser auxiliar e eu me candidatei (não sei porque sendo que quero sair de lá), achei que deveria tentar dessa vez, vamos ver o que acontece, a entrevista paulera foi sexta, prova e tudo mais, e vejam só que azar, assim que cheguei para trabalhar minha pressão baixou, foi o choque térmico acredito do ar quente la fora e o ar condicionado dentro da empresa, fiquei mal mas acabei nem indo embora, trabalhei o dia todo (pior de tudo é que ninguém leva a sério quando passo mal, incrível), eu nem sabia que ia ter entrevista, fiquei muito brava mas encarei. Segunda tem a segunda entrevista com a pessoa mais importante lá, nem sei se realmente quero essa vaga, mas já que entrei nessa vou até o final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Essas duas semanas foram bem complicadas mesmo, inclusive meu cachorro ficou doente e a minha economia do mês foi tudo pra ele, estava com febre 39 e meio, dor de barriga forte e desidratação, teve que ficar internado, &amp;nbsp;tive que pagar 182 reais e fiquei totalmente zerada, mas eu não ia aguentar ver ele sofrendo daquele jeito. Ele ficou internado, mas já melhorou, compramos os remédios (caros também) e vai ter que retornar para começar a série de vacinação, imaginem como fiquei preocupada com ele, quase não vou trabalhar de preocupação quando me passaram&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;ele ficaria internado, mas o mais importante é que já está bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPuJbNlovbI/AAAAAAAACGU/UmHeEeMODKc/s1600/Foto0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPuJbNlovbI/AAAAAAAACGU/UmHeEeMODKc/s320/Foto0017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu ando meio avoada nesses dias, sabem que nem parece que é final do ano, não estou sentindo a empolgação que eu sentia todos os finais de ano, aquela ansiedade para comprar novas roupas, e ainda mais que terei que trabalhar dia 24, não sei se vale a pena viver somente para trabalhar (isso nem é vida na verdade), o dinheiro é pouco mas ajuda, por isso não sai de la ainda, mas me sinto cansada já, &amp;nbsp;um cansaço mental ou algo parecido, hoje inclusive faz 9 meses que estou lá. Bom vamos ver o que acontece nesse final de ano, até porque tenho que ver que faculdade irei fazer (ano que vem não me escapa). Ah e pasmem, fiquei com vontade de fazer uma tattoo, foi tão repentino assim como a ideia de aprender&amp;nbsp;inglês, duas coisas que nunca me interessei. Eu &amp;nbsp;estava pensando, pode ser porque estou numa fase um pouco confusa, ou não, é apenas a minha vontade mesmo, mas nem sei se tenho coragem de fazer realmente (sem falar no caos que seria aqui em casa, já que são evangélicos).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bom, agora eu voltei, postarei com mais&amp;nbsp;freqüência&amp;nbsp;como sempre e peço desculpas pela demora em mandar notícias, mas agora não sumo mais não. E o post ficou meio confuso, meio fora de ordem e organização, acho que perdi o jeito de escrever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijão amores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPuOcrQCHdI/AAAAAAAACGY/iBj-vm4kAB8/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPuOcrQCHdI/AAAAAAAACGY/iBj-vm4kAB8/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-6060349536789468384?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/6060349536789468384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=6060349536789468384' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6060349536789468384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6060349536789468384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/12/eu-vou-mas-sempre-acabo-voltando.html' title='Eu vou... mas sempre acabo voltando!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TPuJbNlovbI/AAAAAAAACGU/UmHeEeMODKc/s72-c/Foto0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1686363117543553371</id><published>2010-11-25T10:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T10:21:29.544-02:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're trying to get out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOUqsMyuVlI/AAAAAAAACF4/-FXtse9RfrI/s1600/a_cold_heart_by_mikeshawphotography-d32wa4d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOUqsMyuVlI/AAAAAAAACF4/-FXtse9RfrI/s320/a_cold_heart_by_mikeshawphotography-d32wa4d.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;I'm not afraid to take a stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Everybody come take my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; height: 32px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;We'll walk this road together, through the storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Whatever weather, cold or warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Just let you know that, you're not alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; height: 32px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; height: 32px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a3a3a3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Not Afraid- Eminem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-size: 13px; height: 32px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Não tenho medo de tomar uma posição&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo, venham segurar a minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Caminharemos nessa estrada juntos pela tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer tempo, frio ou quente&lt;br /&gt;Apenas saiba que você não está só&lt;br /&gt;Grite se você sentir que tem estado pra baixo também!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-size: 13px; height: 32px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 32px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 32px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bom gente irei me ausentar porque tenho que estudar até domingo para a Fuvest e estou com começo de Sinuzite (&lt;s&gt;infeliz&lt;/s&gt;), &amp;nbsp;o que me rendeu puxão de orelha no trabalho com o meu desanimo e minha cara de doente, mas não tenho culpa se tenho sinuzite e ela&amp;nbsp;insiste&amp;nbsp;em sempre atacar. Então quando tudo voltar ao normal eu terei &amp;nbsp;tempo para um post melhor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beijão amores&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOUrbxQ2X5I/AAAAAAAACF8/CzsKy-Hy5i4/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOUrbxQ2X5I/AAAAAAAACF8/CzsKy-Hy5i4/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/6321455575179341014-1686363117543553371?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1686363117543553371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1686363117543553371' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1686363117543553371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1686363117543553371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-youre-trying-to-get-out.html' title='If you&apos;re trying to get out!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOUqsMyuVlI/AAAAAAAACF4/-FXtse9RfrI/s72-c/a_cold_heart_by_mikeshawphotography-d32wa4d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5904347576391072271</id><published>2010-11-22T10:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:54:18.799-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem delongas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHRzPMRkzI/AAAAAAAACFo/HyTFW1Ooyf8/s1600/abra%25C3%25A7o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHRzPMRkzI/AAAAAAAACFo/HyTFW1Ooyf8/s1600/abra%25C3%25A7o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Só preciso do teu abraço!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por que é tão&amp;nbsp;difícil&amp;nbsp;ter algo tão simples?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHSVC2IPbI/AAAAAAAACFs/iXVIInHE434/s1600/chuchules.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHSVC2IPbI/AAAAAAAACFs/iXVIInHE434/s1600/chuchules.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-5904347576391072271?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/5904347576391072271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=5904347576391072271' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5904347576391072271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5904347576391072271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/11/sem-delongas.html' title='Sem delongas'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHRzPMRkzI/AAAAAAAACFo/HyTFW1Ooyf8/s72-c/abra%25C3%25A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1979934192171447734</id><published>2010-11-20T10:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T10:59:04.895-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tic-Tac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHS9s1z4sI/AAAAAAAACFw/o09MKtIGgkU/s1600/tumblr_lb693c7Rd31qea3deo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHS9s1z4sI/AAAAAAAACFw/o09MKtIGgkU/s320/tumblr_lb693c7Rd31qea3deo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;If you had a choice then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;what would you choose, to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;I can live without money,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;I can live without the fame and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;if every day was sunny I can live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;without the rain and if I ever went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;up to heaven I will fall right back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;down that life wouldnt be living,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; height: 32px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;cause your the one I couldn't live without.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; height: 32px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; height: 32px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;"Se você tivesse uma escolha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;O que você escolheria para fazer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Eu posso viver sem dinheiro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Eu posso viver sem a fama e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Se todo dia fosse ensolarado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Eu conseguirira viver sem a chuva e se por acaso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Eu subisse ao paraíso eu cairia logo de volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Essa vida não seria viver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;Porque você é a única coisa que eu não conseguiria viver sem."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #686868; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Pois o tempo passa muito rápido!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Bom feriado amores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHUZOCJCUI/AAAAAAAACF0/_r1Smcb28KU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHUZOCJCUI/AAAAAAAACF0/_r1Smcb28KU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/6321455575179341014-1979934192171447734?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1979934192171447734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1979934192171447734' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1979934192171447734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1979934192171447734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/11/tic-tac.html' title='Tic-Tac'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHS9s1z4sI/AAAAAAAACFw/o09MKtIGgkU/s72-c/tumblr_lb693c7Rd31qea3deo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2365824726684685505</id><published>2010-11-16T10:43:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T10:43:42.105-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sempre fragmentos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHJVoE0RFI/AAAAAAAACFY/JVcphv9ukOA/s1600/leaf_by_afromeduza-d31zwxd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHJVoE0RFI/AAAAAAAACFY/JVcphv9ukOA/s320/leaf_by_afromeduza-d31zwxd.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;De tudo passado,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;De tudo sentido&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;e que um dia se foi, talvez&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;importante em minha vida.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por mais que eu te gostasse&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;sabia que...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;não era o ideal para mim.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje só me restas os fragmentos de algo distante,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;de um abraço dado quando queria amor,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;se um dia nos amamos?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;acho que não,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas sei que eu gostava mas de ti do que o contrario,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;ou talvez não.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez não quizeres lutar contra teu Ego,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;orgulho sempre foi mais importante que sentimento.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não adianta,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;ja estas escrito em meu livro de viver,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;sempre será um fragmento de algo vivido,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;sentido,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;por mais impócrita que tenha sido,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;fraco ou forte.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pedaços de uma folha de papel rabiscado!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ps: Desculpem a demora em postar, mas eu peguei uma gripe muito forte no sábado que passei esse feriado prolongado de cama, melhorei hoje um pouco e estou tomando alguns&amp;nbsp;remédios&amp;nbsp;para melhorar logo, essa mudança repentina do tempo acaba comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bacione a Tutti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHLz_qOCUI/AAAAAAAACFc/cLBcIRyDTDQ/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHLz_qOCUI/AAAAAAAACFc/cLBcIRyDTDQ/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-2365824726684685505?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2365824726684685505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2365824726684685505' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2365824726684685505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2365824726684685505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/11/para-sempre-fragmentos.html' title='Para sempre fragmentos!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TOHJVoE0RFI/AAAAAAAACFY/JVcphv9ukOA/s72-c/leaf_by_afromeduza-d31zwxd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1128517670813066877</id><published>2010-11-11T10:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T23:26:53.088-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tua lembrança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNfyQrSMZzI/AAAAAAAACEs/5f6T1NuuDE0/s1600/diary_of_my_great_grandmother2_by_nochevent-d3208ni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNfyQrSMZzI/AAAAAAAACEs/5f6T1NuuDE0/s320/diary_of_my_great_grandmother2_by_nochevent-d3208ni.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor, ainda tenho as suas cartas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guardadas a sete chaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para que nem as tuas palavras, vá embora assim como tu fostes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já te falei que tu eres o único que amei?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O&amp;nbsp;único&amp;nbsp;que consegui dizer Te Amo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei que já e tu sabes plenamente disto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já te falei que ainda te amo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que sinto a tua falta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acho que não, pois nunca mas tive&amp;nbsp;notícias&amp;nbsp;tuas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas tenho as cartas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nelas relembro tudo que senti por ti e tudo que passamos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;espero que tenhas as minhas que lhe mandei com tanto amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Espero verte novamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ver teu sorriso lindo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e seu jeitão envergonhado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sua&amp;nbsp;aparência&amp;nbsp;latina e ouvir teu espanhol errado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;assim como o meu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e te ouvir falar de amor em&amp;nbsp;inglês.&lt;br /&gt;Meu&amp;nbsp;amor ... eres&amp;nbsp;difícil&amp;nbsp;esquecer te,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e sempre recordarei de ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pois tu fostes essencial na minha vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me contento com a tua escrita....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Já que países nos separam*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ps: É&amp;nbsp;difícil, mas acho que nunca esquecerei o chuchules, mesmo que eu me apaixone por outra pessoa! Ele foi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fundamental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;na minha vida e me ensinou tudo que consigo transmitir em sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNf13b2ikcI/AAAAAAAACE0/EI_BXtQ8Niw/s1600/chuchules.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNf13b2ikcI/AAAAAAAACE0/EI_BXtQ8Niw/s1600/chuchules.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-1128517670813066877?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1128517670813066877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1128517670813066877' title='18 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1128517670813066877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1128517670813066877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/11/tua-lembranca.html' title='Tua lembrança'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNfyQrSMZzI/AAAAAAAACEs/5f6T1NuuDE0/s72-c/diary_of_my_great_grandmother2_by_nochevent-d3208ni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5101550263438784634</id><published>2010-11-09T10:58:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:57:20.422-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enem de Merda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNlARNEWbcI/AAAAAAAACE4/qRgoCOy2-3Q/s1600/Enem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNlARNEWbcI/AAAAAAAACE4/qRgoCOy2-3Q/s320/Enem.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu vou ser bem &amp;nbsp;grossa somente para mostrar a minha indignação com essa porcaria de Enem.&lt;br /&gt;No ano passado vi a minha chance ter ido por água a baixo quando por falta de segurança, a&amp;nbsp;prova&amp;nbsp;foi roubada e adiada, foi remandado o local da prova e me mandaram para zona sul, cidade Universitária enquanto eu moro na zona norte de São Paulo, ou seja não conseguir chegar a tempo e muito menos achar a faculdade la dentro, vocês já foram na Cidade Universitária? o&amp;nbsp;próprio&amp;nbsp;nome ja diz&amp;nbsp;tudo&amp;nbsp;não é mesmo?. Isso me gerou muito choros e uma vontade imensa de desistir, afinal não tenho condição de pagar uma faculdade.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Então, eu inocente pensei, não o Inep vai organizar mais o&amp;nbsp;próximo&amp;nbsp;ano para que tudo de certo e não aconteça o mesmo erro, mas me enganei, estava&amp;nbsp;tudo&amp;nbsp;dando certo quando vou para a faculdade um transito imenso (eles dão esse tipo de prova para o Brasil todo para o estudante conseguir entrar em uma faculdade e não nos dá suporte com transporte), tive que descer e percorrer metade do caminho correndo, já quase&amp;nbsp;desesperada&amp;nbsp;pensando&amp;nbsp;que perderia novamente essa bentida prova. Mas deu tudo certo, cheguei 10 min de fechar o portão, porém quero ressaltar a falta de organização daquela faculdade a qual fiz a prova, os aplicadores mal sabiam falar, as carteiras todas bagunçadas, como pegava com o aplicador o cartão resposta, cada um se sentou em lugares um separado do outro e na hora que foi entregar o&amp;nbsp;caderno&amp;nbsp;de questões, a aplicadora disse que teria que todo mundo se juntar. Todas os vestibulares que fiz e provas importantes, as carteiras eram numeradas e o cartão respostas ja estava na carteira, era só conferir com a menina que fica na porta que indicava onde sentaria e pronto, super pratico. Isso me deixou muito desconfiada e muito fraca para poder ser aplicado algo tão importante para os estudantes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Iniciasse a prova e quando se&amp;nbsp;constatado&amp;nbsp;o erro no gabarito a qual ninguém entendeu nada, porque a aplicadora mal sabia explicar e teve que mostrar na carteira o que tinha acontecido, depois um cara estranho disse que poderia ser feito normalmente que o Mec na hora da correção inverteria, confesso que isso me gerou um estresse.Olhando o conteúdo das perguntas, confesso que não achei nada&amp;nbsp;difícil&amp;nbsp;e por não ter estudado eu pensei que iria ir mal a beça, porém quando vi aquelas questões eu dei risada, e pensei " que&amp;nbsp;decadência&amp;nbsp;meu Deus", a&amp;nbsp;unica&amp;nbsp;coisa é que realmente é cansativa de mais, de mais mesmo que estou com dor no pescoço e nas nádegas, mas de resto...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;E agora o que aconteceu? foi suspenso... aaaaaa Inep&amp;nbsp;incompetente, fiquei tão revoltada, tiveram o ano todo para fazer algo de qualidade, avaliar os cadernos para ver se está tudo bem, o conteúdo, mas não é isso que acontece, agora provavelmente mais 2 dias de provas cansativas. Eu vi que tinha informações erradas nas questões, perguntas repetidas ou com duas respostas. Realmente é muito complicado, isso acaba com os planos de qualquer estudante, confesso que estou bem desanimada e o que me passa é que agora está valendo apena mesmo pagar a faculdade, e mais&amp;nbsp;perceptível&amp;nbsp;de que quem tem dinheiro consegue estudar com dignidade nesse Brasil e os mais pobres que precisa dessa porcaria de Enem mais uma ano se ferra ( me incluo nessa). Agora só esperar para ver o que irão fazer, só me resta tentar a Fuvest que com toda certeza é outro patamar de organização.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parabéns Brasil!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNlFSmYFisI/AAAAAAAACE8/bU7y2DyNRgE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNlFSmYFisI/AAAAAAAACE8/bU7y2DyNRgE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-5101550263438784634?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/5101550263438784634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=5101550263438784634' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5101550263438784634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5101550263438784634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/11/enem-de-merda.html' title='Enem de Merda'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNlARNEWbcI/AAAAAAAACE4/qRgoCOy2-3Q/s72-c/Enem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-6392608303234585300</id><published>2010-11-06T09:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:01:35.604-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Be $</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNKn-xzovUI/AAAAAAAACEk/pTxTWG5MDo8/s1600/fazer-dinheiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNKn-xzovUI/AAAAAAAACEk/pTxTWG5MDo8/s320/fazer-dinheiro.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna be a billionaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;So fucking bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Buy all of the things I never had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a3a3a3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Billionaire- Travie Mccoy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;PS: Me desejem sorte Hoje no ENEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;E amores... infelizmente não estou apaixonada não, o post anterior eu escrevi assim que acordei de um sonho&amp;nbsp;fantástico, onde eu amava um cara de uma maneira&amp;nbsp;inexplicável&amp;nbsp;que fiquei com esse sentimento o dia todo. Eu estava na Inglaterra e ele estava la comigo e se chamava Marcelo. Não foi dessa vez, seria tão bom se fosse real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Wanna Be a Billionaire....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNU-6HfEIMI/AAAAAAAACEo/9euwfT_6-bo/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNU-6HfEIMI/AAAAAAAACEo/9euwfT_6-bo/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6321455575179341014-6392608303234585300?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/6392608303234585300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=6392608303234585300' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6392608303234585300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6392608303234585300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wanna-be.html' title='I Wanna Be $'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNKn-xzovUI/AAAAAAAACEk/pTxTWG5MDo8/s72-c/fazer-dinheiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-7065959221785641778</id><published>2010-11-02T12:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T12:39:33.774-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNAgHHb8adI/AAAAAAAACEc/obQb8TqgKOg/s1600/4209604222_3215d4ae77.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNAgHHb8adI/AAAAAAAACEc/obQb8TqgKOg/s320/4209604222_3215d4ae77.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Te espero o tempo que for meu amor,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;porque sei que irá me encontrar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sei que virá quanto menos eu imaginar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu já te amo, mesmo sem te conhecer,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mesmo sem saber se tu existes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas sei que virá com a melhor das intenções,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que virá me amar de verdade,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que virá perfeito com suas&amp;nbsp;imperfeições.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sei que você virá.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estarei aqui.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só não demore,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;meu coração padece por ti!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Acho que já sei teu nome!*&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNAiJOUrcSI/AAAAAAAACEg/6lVimX3fQI4/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNAiJOUrcSI/AAAAAAAACEg/6lVimX3fQI4/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&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/6321455575179341014-7065959221785641778?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/7065959221785641778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=7065959221785641778' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7065959221785641778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7065959221785641778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-sei.html' title='Eu sei...'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TNAgHHb8adI/AAAAAAAACEc/obQb8TqgKOg/s72-c/4209604222_3215d4ae77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-3932582922880829547</id><published>2010-10-29T09:33:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:33:18.100-02:00</updated><title type='text'>UK vou chegar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMqvIoD-kYI/AAAAAAAACDs/mK29DZmoJEg/s1600/35+Big+ben+01.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMqvIoD-kYI/AAAAAAAACDs/mK29DZmoJEg/s320/35+Big+ben+01.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Qual rua devo me encontrar?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Qual sonho devo me espelhar?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sei que caminharei, por quaisquer motivo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sei que buscarei minhas verdades, minhas vontades, mesmo que sejam impossíveis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu chegarei lá.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nesse sonho de repente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nessa&amp;nbsp;incógnita&amp;nbsp;ardente,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que mesmo perfurando o meu coração para que desista,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu sorrio e sigo enfrente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu vou conseguir!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aguarde...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;isso não muito tardará!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu sonho... irei lá te buscar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Amores, ando demorando um pouco pra postar, mas é que ando trabalhando de mais, decidi fazer hora extra, então ando só com tempo de acordar tomar café e sair, chego agora quase 11 da noite.Prometo retomar minhas visitas o mais&amp;nbsp;rápido&amp;nbsp;que puder e fazer com que novos leitores permaneçam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Un Bacione!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMqwzQjNGEI/AAAAAAAACDw/EsYll7vNpEw/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMqwzQjNGEI/AAAAAAAACDw/EsYll7vNpEw/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-3932582922880829547?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/3932582922880829547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=3932582922880829547' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3932582922880829547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3932582922880829547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/10/uk-vou-chegar.html' title='UK vou chegar!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMqvIoD-kYI/AAAAAAAACDs/mK29DZmoJEg/s72-c/35+Big+ben+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8343325226015032380</id><published>2010-10-25T09:44:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:45:25.473-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejo*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMVsVs4hvoI/AAAAAAAACDk/i-_WSW3Z1nk/s1600/319_22_welcome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMVsVs4hvoI/AAAAAAAACDk/i-_WSW3Z1nk/s320/319_22_welcome.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seja bem vindo a minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esperei tanto por esse dia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desejo que fique aqui para sempre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que continue a me dar forças,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que continue a me dar mais esperanças para poder seguir enfrente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;conquistar meu objetivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e claro, amar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu coração está totalmente aberto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me&amp;nbsp;entreguei&amp;nbsp;toda a você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sei que vai me proporcionar só coisas boas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e me protegerá de tudo que me faz mal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;será meu colo nas noites frias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e meu frescor nos dias quentes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E que permaneça...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Felicidade&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMVtdOrGJCI/AAAAAAAACDo/xN2jS-xtAHQ/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMVtdOrGJCI/AAAAAAAACDo/xN2jS-xtAHQ/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6321455575179341014-8343325226015032380?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8343325226015032380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8343325226015032380' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8343325226015032380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8343325226015032380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/10/desejo.html' title='Desejo*'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMVsVs4hvoI/AAAAAAAACDk/i-_WSW3Z1nk/s72-c/319_22_welcome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4186743287509098691</id><published>2010-10-21T10:27:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T19:13:19.030-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Por onde andei...♫♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMAs4OYQBZI/AAAAAAAACDc/DsYQ3JAXuE4/s1600/071115_blog.uncovering.org_felicidade_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMAs4OYQBZI/AAAAAAAACDc/DsYQ3JAXuE4/s320/071115_blog.uncovering.org_felicidade_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foi como se eu tivesse ido ao fundo do poço,&lt;br /&gt;como se meu coração tivesse sido&amp;nbsp;destruído,&lt;br /&gt;como se a cada detalhe&amp;nbsp;intangível, fosse mais&amp;nbsp;visível&lt;br /&gt;e me fazia sofrer a cada dia mais.&lt;br /&gt;Eu via coisas que não deveria ver,&lt;br /&gt;sentia coisas que não deveria sentir,&lt;br /&gt;chorava, e muito.&lt;br /&gt;Me vi acabada, me vi com dores&lt;br /&gt;e o pior de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Me vi totalmente sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;Sem amigos para me ajudar, sem um abraço, sem um carinho,&lt;br /&gt;apenas eu mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Foi depois de duas semanas de tanta dor (nunca senti tanta dor assim),&lt;br /&gt;que eu não quis pensar que eu estava começando a ficar doente.&lt;br /&gt;Decidi me afastar,&lt;br /&gt;decidi ficar no meu mundo e conversar com o meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;tentar entender porque ele estava sentindo tanta dor e porque estava me fazendo chorar assim.&lt;br /&gt;E as respostas vieram depois de me ausentar de tudo,&lt;br /&gt;mas sabem que não sei exatamente quais são essas respostas,&lt;br /&gt;só sei que depois que todos os dias que acordo e que vou dormir eu agradeço a Deus,&lt;br /&gt;e consigo&amp;nbsp;enfrentar&amp;nbsp;mais&amp;nbsp;um dia e consigo dormir em paz.&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi pessoas se afastando de mim e não conseguia traze-las novamente,&lt;br /&gt;outras se afastaram por novas amizades...&lt;br /&gt;(Me desculpem, mas muitas pessoas gostam de ter amizades com pessoas que:&lt;br /&gt;tem a vida sexual ativa, comer em lugares&amp;nbsp;fantásticos, ter namorado com pessoas diferentes, falar um milhão de palavrões,&amp;nbsp;demonstrar&amp;nbsp;um carinho tão explicito. Me desculpem eu não sou assim),&lt;br /&gt;Mas é preciso tudo isso para ser uma pessoa interessante?&lt;br /&gt;Deixei tudo de lado, vi que me preocupo tanto&amp;nbsp;mais&amp;nbsp;tanto,&lt;br /&gt;mas no final eu sempre estou sozinha, pois não se preocupa&amp;nbsp;tanto&amp;nbsp;comigo também.&lt;br /&gt;E sabem, estou extremamente bem,&lt;br /&gt;depois de ter sentido o que senti, comecei a agir diferente.&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas se reaproximaram de mim, me dão um carinho tão&amp;nbsp;inesperado, sendo&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;antes eu teria que pedir.&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei apelidos carinhosos,&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei chocolates sem pedir,&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei abraços sem pedir,&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei carinho sem implorar,&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei palavras&amp;nbsp;espontâneas&amp;nbsp;que me fizeram tão feliz que estou dispostas a&amp;nbsp;construir&amp;nbsp;muito mais,&lt;br /&gt;conquistar muito mais do que consegui conquistar em dois dias.&lt;br /&gt;E eu.... andei me encontrando. Encontrando soluções, ao&amp;nbsp;invés&amp;nbsp;de pensar que estava começando adoecer, antes de desistir, antes de perder sem tentar conquistar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ey meus amores, como vocês estão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eu sumi, sim reconheço, fiquei 1 semana sem tocar no computador, achei melhor assim, eu vi que estava escrevendo muitos textos tristes e que estava pesando a leitura, então decidi voltar com algo mais conquistado, sabem... Eu estava com muita saudade e agora que estou muito bem, vou retomar as minhas visitas, saudades de ler vocês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un Bacione Ragazzini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMAxiO9BHAI/AAAAAAAACDg/aKup1guw2js/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMAxiO9BHAI/AAAAAAAACDg/aKup1guw2js/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-4186743287509098691?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4186743287509098691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4186743287509098691' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4186743287509098691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4186743287509098691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/10/por-onde-andei.html' title='Por onde andei...♫♪'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TMAs4OYQBZI/AAAAAAAACDc/DsYQ3JAXuE4/s72-c/071115_blog.uncovering.org_felicidade_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-3986908391550232388</id><published>2010-10-14T10:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T10:41:25.708-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversando com o espelho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLcF4A7yk7I/AAAAAAAACDU/ZOWcULNKLF8/s1600/rosa+triste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLcF4A7yk7I/AAAAAAAACDU/ZOWcULNKLF8/s320/rosa+triste.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"-Hey Ga, porque estas chorando?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não chore minha linda, fique calma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu te Amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estou aqui sempre que precisar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não se entregue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tente&lt;br /&gt;lute até o final,&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que está&amp;nbsp;difícil, mas confio em você..&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que precisar estarei ao seu lado,&lt;br /&gt;sempre que senti sua alma adoecer me chame.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te Amo Ga,&lt;br /&gt;não se esqueça disso,&lt;br /&gt;estarei sempre aqui&lt;br /&gt;pertinho do seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Vai ficar tudo bem,&lt;br /&gt;a felicidade logo vem, minha flor,&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre serei o seu colo,&lt;br /&gt;Agora durma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLcIOiceDrI/AAAAAAAACDY/Mh8mmi2emIU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLcIOiceDrI/AAAAAAAACDY/Mh8mmi2emIU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6321455575179341014-3986908391550232388?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/3986908391550232388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=3986908391550232388' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3986908391550232388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3986908391550232388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/10/conversando-com-o-espelho.html' title='Conversando com o espelho!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLcF4A7yk7I/AAAAAAAACDU/ZOWcULNKLF8/s72-c/rosa+triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1333025455796994530</id><published>2010-10-11T10:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:57:00.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Essa é a melhor fase da vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLMSHuVsVbI/AAAAAAAACC8/_wbflTk3beM/s1600/crian%C3%A7a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLMSHuVsVbI/AAAAAAAACC8/_wbflTk3beM/s320/crian%C3%A7a.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brincar e não cansar,&lt;br /&gt;sempre se sujar,&lt;br /&gt;viver rindo,&lt;br /&gt;ser inocente.&lt;br /&gt;Essa é a melhor coisa da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser&amp;nbsp;criança&lt;br /&gt;nunca se preocupar com nada,&lt;br /&gt;fazer muita bagunça,&lt;br /&gt;fazer arte e sair correndo.&lt;br /&gt;Como eu amava ser criança...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver em um mundo imaginário,&lt;br /&gt;fazer de uma caixa de papelão um foguete,&lt;br /&gt;gritar, pular, correr.&lt;br /&gt;Valorizar ser criança.&lt;br /&gt;Essa é a melhor coisa da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem se preocupar com o futuro,&lt;br /&gt;sem pensar que está crescendo,&lt;br /&gt;sempre brincando sem parar&lt;br /&gt;e abrir aquele belo sorriso quando se ganha um novo brinquedo&lt;br /&gt;Essa é a melhor coisa da vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As crianças são o futuro,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;e sua&amp;nbsp;inocência&amp;nbsp;é que faz o mundo ser mais alegre a sua volta&lt;br /&gt;Porque essa é a melhor fase da vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E eu? Sou uma eterna criança!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ps:&amp;nbsp;Obrigado&amp;nbsp;a todos pelas palavras sobre o post anterior, eu estava muito mal quando o escrevi, estava a um fio de pedir demissão, mas como sempre procuro soluções após refletir muito, encontrei um motivo para ainda continuar, o meu novo sonho, a minha&amp;nbsp;idéia&amp;nbsp;alternativa (que já a mencionei em outro post), não adianta eu preciso do dinheiro, não da para sair assim. Eu sei que isso&amp;nbsp;acontecerá&amp;nbsp;em outros empregos então melhor enfrentar esse problema agora que ainda sou nova e é o meu primeiro ainda, assim estarei preparadas para outras situações como essa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eu estou bem, melhor do que antes. Obrigado pelo carinho e preocupação de todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLMXcsFLYvI/AAAAAAAACDA/C6FjKht_HbQ/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLMXcsFLYvI/AAAAAAAACDA/C6FjKht_HbQ/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-1333025455796994530?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1333025455796994530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1333025455796994530' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1333025455796994530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1333025455796994530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/10/essa-e-melhor-fase-da-vida.html' title='Essa é a melhor fase da vida'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TLMSHuVsVbI/AAAAAAAACC8/_wbflTk3beM/s72-c/crian%C3%A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4603672560124473481</id><published>2010-10-08T10:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T10:42:39.973-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desabafo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TK8cTSuiMnI/AAAAAAAACCU/C4xbmlTURqg/s1600/desistir3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TK8cTSuiMnI/AAAAAAAACCU/C4xbmlTURqg/s320/desistir3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Acordar e saber que tenho que ir para aquele lugar,&lt;br /&gt;não me anima como antes.&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes eu chorei de agonia e angustia por ter que chegar lá e encarar aquelas pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;fingir simpatia e felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;pior de tudo, fingir que gosta delas.&lt;br /&gt;Lembro que eu amava trabalhar lá e falava bem da empresa para todo mundo,&lt;br /&gt;mas hoje...&lt;br /&gt;Estou chegando no meu limite,&lt;br /&gt;me rendi ao&amp;nbsp;nervosismo&amp;nbsp;quando mudaram minha pausa sem me consultarem,&lt;br /&gt;falarem não, não e não sem ao menos ouvir os argumentos,&lt;br /&gt;fiquei de maneira&amp;nbsp;incontrolável&amp;nbsp;com o acúmulo de tudo que acabei sendo grosseira,&lt;br /&gt;e todos que nunca haviam me visto nervosa, descobriram esse meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Me rendi as lágrimas, e corri para o colo da minha mãe,&lt;br /&gt;(não quero ficar aqui, ta virando um inferno).&lt;br /&gt;Essa nova gestão está acabando com o diferencial da empresa,&lt;br /&gt;está fazendo pessoas de anos pedirem demissão,&lt;br /&gt;está perdendo funcionários&amp;nbsp;excelentes.&lt;br /&gt;Uma administração fraca, tratando todos como se&amp;nbsp;fôssemos&amp;nbsp;crianças e ali uma escola,&lt;br /&gt;advertências&amp;nbsp;por&amp;nbsp;atraso&amp;nbsp;de 2 3 minutos,&amp;nbsp;implicância&amp;nbsp;com coisas banais,&lt;br /&gt;Estão querendo criar um circo de &amp;nbsp;marionetes,&lt;br /&gt;pessoas domáveis e&amp;nbsp;influenciáveis&amp;nbsp;que tem que fazer o que o mestre mandar.&lt;br /&gt;Fico triste no que a empresa está se tornando,&lt;br /&gt;e acho&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;meu&amp;nbsp;tempo já deu,&lt;br /&gt;adquiri&amp;nbsp;experiência&amp;nbsp;em todos os sentidos, consegui da o primeiro passo para conseguir comprar minhas coisas,&lt;br /&gt;mas acho que ser sujeita a esse tipo de coisa eu não aguento mais,&lt;br /&gt;não aguento&amp;nbsp;mais&amp;nbsp;fingir simpatia e amizade,&lt;br /&gt;simplesmente não aguento...&lt;br /&gt;Acho que essa atitude não chega a ser&amp;nbsp;desistência, mas sim&amp;nbsp;vontade&amp;nbsp;de buscar algo além daquilo,&lt;br /&gt;sei que mereço está em lugar melhor, fazer um trabalho melhor, com pessoas melhores,&lt;br /&gt;maduras e que nos trate como adultos.&lt;br /&gt;Minha mãe foi quem me acalmou e me disse:&lt;br /&gt;-Você quem sabe Ágatha, se você quer sair, saia, não fique assim.&lt;br /&gt;É complicado quando se tem que ajudar em casa,&lt;br /&gt;quando contam com a sua renda e de repente decidir sair, ficaria um desfalque pra eles.&lt;br /&gt;Estou analisando as coisas, estou vendo até onde posso chegar,&lt;br /&gt;e quando eu sentir que é hora de pular fora desse barco, pularei,&lt;br /&gt;correrei o risco de morrer afogada, ou de ser resgatada, mas eu vou ter tentado.&lt;br /&gt;E sabem por que?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque no final, tudo vai ficar bem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TK8fsgbRL5I/AAAAAAAACCY/jkDBO4C64Tw/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TK8fsgbRL5I/AAAAAAAACCY/jkDBO4C64Tw/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-4603672560124473481?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4603672560124473481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4603672560124473481' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4603672560124473481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4603672560124473481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/10/desabafo.html' title='Desabafo'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TK8cTSuiMnI/AAAAAAAACCU/C4xbmlTURqg/s72-c/desistir3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-7624239780621675503</id><published>2010-10-06T10:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T11:39:53.940-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sempre há alternativas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKx6xAxN9rI/AAAAAAAACBs/-6FAAlGwDHU/s1600/rainbow_mood+lights.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKx6xAxN9rI/AAAAAAAACBs/-6FAAlGwDHU/s320/rainbow_mood+lights.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;De todas as insatisfações de uma pessoa indecisa, complicada&lt;br /&gt;consegui similar tudo a minha volta,&lt;br /&gt;atribui cores para que me de um ar mais alegre,&lt;br /&gt;para que pessoas de bom grado se aproximem.&lt;br /&gt;Atribui mais cores na minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;pois vi que não vale a pena permanecer cinza, sempre que vier o desanimo e a insatisfação.&lt;br /&gt;Notei que sou uma&amp;nbsp;inconstante, e notei que consigo pensar em maneiras para me superar,&lt;br /&gt;para poder sair da tristeza e tentar a alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto mais disposta quando o sol brilha e o sol está azul,&lt;br /&gt;gosto da cor que dá a cidade&lt;br /&gt;assim me sinto melhor para pensar em alternativas,&lt;br /&gt;alternativas que me façam viver,&lt;br /&gt;que mesmo desanimada, passar horas refletindo e ergue a cabeça e se recuperar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que mesmo que eu chore por semanas,&lt;br /&gt;que sinta angustia,&lt;br /&gt;impaciência,&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que se pode sentir quando se está em um lugar que se tornou indesejado,&lt;br /&gt;não mudará em nada, a não ser que eu busque uma alternativa de superar tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Senti vontade de desistir, mas sei que não desisto.&lt;br /&gt;Então senti vontade de outra coisa, de me ver em mais cores...&lt;br /&gt;Assim sentirei mais vontade de seguir enfrente e enfrentar tudo que ainda há de vir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Penso, o que seria de mim sem minhas inspirações alternativas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;minhas reflexões para resolver problemas que me conflitam&amp;nbsp;internamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Antes de desistir, devemos buscar sempre um&amp;nbsp;alternativa&amp;nbsp;em algum lugar*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKx-XEOFyFI/AAAAAAAACBw/QL9ybHBDUcE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKx-XEOFyFI/AAAAAAAACBw/QL9ybHBDUcE/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/6321455575179341014-7624239780621675503?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/7624239780621675503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=7624239780621675503' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7624239780621675503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7624239780621675503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/10/sempre-tem-alternativas.html' title='Sempre há alternativas'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKx6xAxN9rI/AAAAAAAACBs/-6FAAlGwDHU/s72-c/rainbow_mood+lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-1028030889092150538</id><published>2010-10-04T10:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T10:22:41.171-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vergonha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKnQ6KdUpaI/AAAAAAAACBE/LzF3PT4zWQY/s1600/vergonha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKnQ6KdUpaI/AAAAAAAACBE/LzF3PT4zWQY/s1600/vergonha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Estou com vergonha do que aconteceu ontem.&lt;br /&gt;Estou com vergonha do povo brasileiro.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto muita vergonha e&lt;br /&gt;sinto mais vergonha são nas pessoas que votavam.&lt;br /&gt;Ai fico me perguntando...&lt;br /&gt;Porque então depois dizem que tem vergonha de ser brasileiro?&lt;br /&gt;Porque dizem que o Brasil é uma merda?&lt;br /&gt;Que ninguém na câmara faz nada e etc...&lt;br /&gt;Gente, olha em quem estão votando.&lt;br /&gt;Sinceramente me senti ridicularizada e estou com vergonha até agora,&lt;br /&gt;senti vergonha quando o jornalista anunciou:&lt;br /&gt;-Tiririca está com 1 milhão e pouco de votos e é o novo Dep. federal (????)&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus, que merda foi essa?&lt;br /&gt;como essas pessoas votaram nesse cara, sem saber suas proposta, que só fazia era o povo rir em&amp;nbsp;uma&amp;nbsp;propaganda. O que esse cara irá fazer lá? Alguém me diz?&lt;br /&gt;Ah sim, ele levará consigo mas 5 candidatos que não tiveram nenhuma chance de ser eleito e dizem,&lt;br /&gt;que são pessoas&amp;nbsp;envolvida&amp;nbsp;em mensalão e tudo mais.&lt;br /&gt;Ahan agora entendi, o pessoal do partido do PR foi muito inteligente e o povo brasileiro que votou nele? me desculpe, mas foram muito burros.&lt;br /&gt;É como o meu pai diz:&lt;br /&gt;-Pra votar num cara desse, o brasileiro tem que se FUDER mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu realmente nem sei o que dizer sobre essa eleição, para mim, é totalmente&amp;nbsp;ridícula.&lt;br /&gt;Eu votei, mas votei em quem eu achava que poderia ser bom, avaliei as suas propostas e o que vinha por tras também.&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;presidência&amp;nbsp;agora será escolhida no segundo turno e..&lt;br /&gt;estou bem descontente com todo esse resultado.&lt;br /&gt;Veremos o que acontece daqui para frente. O povo teve a chance de poder mudar um pouco essa historia,&lt;br /&gt;mas pelo visto, acho que merece tudo isso que acontece.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, depois nem vai ter como cobrar o cara, ele nem suas propostas falou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sei não, mas acho que vem Tsunami nessa ondinha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Muita vergonha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eu, particularmente não gosto de falar sobre política, mas dessa vez não quis me calar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Amores, vocês gostaram mesmo do novo layout? eu amei de verdade, mas quero saber de vocês, se gostaram mesmo. caso não, não tem problema, aceito sugestões e ai falo para a Issa modificar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Un Bacione Ragazzini!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKnU40BJ9wI/AAAAAAAACBI/V7biuQtaDA8/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKnU40BJ9wI/AAAAAAAACBI/V7biuQtaDA8/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6321455575179341014-1028030889092150538?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/1028030889092150538/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=1028030889092150538' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1028030889092150538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/1028030889092150538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/10/vergonha.html' title='Vergonha'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKnQ6KdUpaI/AAAAAAAACBE/LzF3PT4zWQY/s72-c/vergonha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-3560136272172476030</id><published>2010-10-02T16:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T16:56:07.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mega Invasão (Autorizada)</title><content type='html'>H-A-C-K-I-E-I o blog da Ágatha com um e-mail que ela me mandou pedindo pra eu ser autora do blog dela, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, eu que quis dar um design personalizado pro Blog dela.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe por que?&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu vi esse blog engatinhando e criando vida própria. É mágico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Ágatha se tornou uma ragazza que escreve muito bem, e eu amo seus textos poéticos e inspiradores! Espero que ela continue sempre assim. Cada vez mais crescendo, como escritora e como pessoa ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminei a edição hoje às 2:00 horas da manhã porque meu computador está realmente muito lento. Pra editar UM MALEDETO de um botão eu demorei UMA HORA! Sério!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://killergearz.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/bad-computer-719594.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então sabecoméné? Mas taí.. sei lá. Achei que tem tudo a ver com o que ela escreve. As Borboletas que estão espalhadas por ai são o símbolo da Mudança, por qual uma garota passa para se tornar mulher. E é exatamente sobre isso que todas nós passamos, mas é simplesmente aquilo que nossa querida Ágatha quer passar nesses lindos textos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:x4SWhpOZz9YMTM:http://api.ning.com/files/C6*jZNknz5I-QAPwgFSfHsrLn6Haq3MfvGUmrbnMDGYnWmCchnsTKMB7Y2uEDGtmTi-DresEFWx5zUIghEKLvKGAXJQEyxO9/escritor.jpg&amp;t=1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você gostou do design do Blog da Ágatha e quer um pro seu também, fala comigo e me ajude a comprar um computador melhor!&lt;br /&gt;Taí meu e-mail: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;larissapz@larissapz.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E entra no meu blog, que eu escrevo umas coisinhas legais por lá também: &lt;a href="http://issapaz.blogspot.com"&gt;http://issapaz.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/jabá]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isso people.&lt;br /&gt;E um grande beijo pra Agathones que tá de parabéns pelo blog!&lt;br /&gt;Fui..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-3560136272172476030?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/3560136272172476030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=3560136272172476030' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3560136272172476030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3560136272172476030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/10/mega-invasao-autorizada.html' title='Mega Invasão (Autorizada)'/><author><name>Issa Paz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFaWpkWi77s/Tso3OsomPNI/AAAAAAAABPI/KIts2szlqOI/s220/eu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5210354877200488296</id><published>2010-09-30T10:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T12:27:33.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Que seja sem Nexo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKSL2b4jeFI/AAAAAAAACA8/4eQoDIGREJ8/s1600/a+flor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKSL2b4jeFI/AAAAAAAACA8/4eQoDIGREJ8/s320/a+flor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Um dia, um vento, um tempo, uma melodia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me deixo levar pela brisa do tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o calor do abraço,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A esperança!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me vejo perdida em meus pensamentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pouca alegria, menos contento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;prefiro meu leito ao sol da meio dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero felicidade, acordar sorrindo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ver motivos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A esperança!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que corra o tempo, que sopre o vento e que toque a melodia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me socorra no amarelo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para que me tire do preto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um abraço."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu ando confusa, desanimada, descontente, mas sigo enfrente, poeminha um pouco confuso mas retrata bem como estou nesses&amp;nbsp;últimos&amp;nbsp;tempos, Me desculpem a falta de palavras e um texto&amp;nbsp;medíocre, me falta criatividade. Mas logo volto melhor, só preciso repaginar, tudo novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ah, e boa votação no Domingo, votem com&amp;nbsp;consciência"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bacione Ragazzini!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKSOELLTnVI/AAAAAAAACBA/MVpcWUAFQ9c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKSOELLTnVI/AAAAAAAACBA/MVpcWUAFQ9c/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-5210354877200488296?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/5210354877200488296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=5210354877200488296' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5210354877200488296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5210354877200488296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/que-seja-sem-nexo.html' title='Que seja sem Nexo'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKSL2b4jeFI/AAAAAAAACA8/4eQoDIGREJ8/s72-c/a+flor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-8136451126095880162</id><published>2010-09-27T11:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T12:20:58.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Novas perspectivas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKCnwDPRuiI/AAAAAAAACA4/SpIOF951QOo/s1600/borboleta+azul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKCnwDPRuiI/AAAAAAAACA4/SpIOF951QOo/s320/borboleta+azul.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi só agora que mudou a estação,&lt;br /&gt;que me vi&amp;nbsp;vulnerável&amp;nbsp;as minhas novas ideias.&lt;br /&gt;Ideias a qual eu não tinha muitas&amp;nbsp;esperanças,&lt;br /&gt;mas quanto se trata de uma boa ideia e te inspira,&lt;br /&gt;tudo fica&amp;nbsp;mais&amp;nbsp;empolgante.&lt;br /&gt;Dessa vez tenho certeza que dará certo.&lt;br /&gt;Um plano para algum tempo, uma realização à longo prazo,&lt;br /&gt;mas atitudes tomadas hoje, para que tudo ocorra bem.&lt;br /&gt;Quando se tem um objetivo,&lt;br /&gt;há varias maneiras de tentar conquista-lo,&lt;br /&gt;e finalmente estou vendo a minhas conquistas cada vez &amp;nbsp;mais perto,&lt;br /&gt;estou vendo flores nesse caminho deserto&lt;br /&gt;e cores nesse lugar cinzento.&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou &amp;nbsp;me deixando ver coisas boas em tudo de ruim que sinto,&lt;br /&gt;que vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Prometi a mim mesma que não iria ficar com vontade de chorar&lt;br /&gt;ao acordar e saber que terei que ir trabalhar naquele lugar,&lt;br /&gt;de fazer o que tenho que fazer repetidas vezes e se estressar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu jurei a mim mesma que iria esquecer os detalhes, fazer daquilo a porta para a minha conquista,&lt;br /&gt;a luta que preciso enfrentar, para poder seguir enfrente,&lt;br /&gt;pois as outras lutas serão mais duras. Eu sei.&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a hora de parar de bobeira,&lt;br /&gt;de traçar planos mais ambiciosos para o futuro (mais ainda, muito mais),&lt;br /&gt;e lutar até o fim por eles,&lt;br /&gt;dar um passo de cada vez, com calma e tranqulidade,&lt;br /&gt;para que tudo saia bem.&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente senti que tive uma grande ideia, mais concreta para chegar onde quero,&lt;br /&gt;tenho certeza que é algo bom,&lt;br /&gt;lutarei por isso, eu sei que consigo, sei que é&amp;nbsp;fácil&amp;nbsp;(pensarei assim para que fique tranquila),&lt;br /&gt;agora tenho apoio e mais crença pelas pessoas importantes na minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;isso me deixa com mais força para prosseguir.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que sou capaz, sei que esse novo/objetivo me fará chegar ainda mais perto&lt;br /&gt;do meu objetivo principal.&lt;br /&gt;Objetivo alternativo.&lt;br /&gt;É tudo tão real, que a chuva está me acalmando de uma tal forma,&lt;br /&gt;que minha personalidade mais evidente agora, me faz manter os pés no chão&lt;br /&gt;mas me da credibilidade de ir até o fim.&lt;br /&gt;Eu chegarei até lá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu quero e Deus também quer*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Toda vez que me olho no espelho, e lembro que tenho apenas 18 anos recém completados, dou risada por ser tão ambiciosa e sonhadora, não ser acomodada e acreditar em mim, em tudo que quero, mesmo que&amp;nbsp;seja&amp;nbsp;absurdo, eu sempre acredito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKCk7GWw3dI/AAAAAAAACA0/eVymBQaJFis/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKCk7GWw3dI/AAAAAAAACA0/eVymBQaJFis/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-8136451126095880162?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/8136451126095880162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=8136451126095880162' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8136451126095880162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/8136451126095880162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/novas-perspectivas.html' title='Novas perspectivas'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TKCnwDPRuiI/AAAAAAAACA4/SpIOF951QOo/s72-c/borboleta+azul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2163779391975217353</id><published>2010-09-24T10:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T10:55:30.527-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Minhas duas razões</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJyhuuDUsCI/AAAAAAAACAs/K2OtABjl4YU/s1600/noemie_goudal_05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJyhuuDUsCI/AAAAAAAACAs/K2OtABjl4YU/s320/noemie_goudal_05.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eu sonho com o meu futuro,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;caminho em minhas verdades, vontades,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;não desisto assim tão fácil,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;não se engane quando digo que desisti.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que mais amo em uma pessoa é a mente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nela podemos navegar para diversos mundos,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nos inspirar e criar a nossa história,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e luta para que saia da mente e venha para o real.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu amo me imaginar em lugares lindos,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;vivendo algo maravilhoso,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;conhecendo pessoas...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais incrível que a mente são os sonhos,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;neles tudo é possível.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quantas vezes estive nos melhores lugares do mundo em apenas uma noite,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me apaixonei,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;chorei,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me machuquei...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As vezes os sonhos são tão intensos que confundimos com a realidade,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ou é tão intenso que ficamos com uma sensação incrível ao acordar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por isso luto por tudo que vivo indiretamente,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sigo por tudo que tenho em mente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e me alimento de meus sonhos,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;crio cenários para o meu caminhar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mesmo que a caminhada seja dura,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;estarei sempre ali, firme e forte,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pois todas as minhas fantasias....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;serão mais que a realidade!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS: desculpem a demora em postar, mas fiquei sem internet, então resolvi nesse tempo me dedicar aos estudos, vou ter que fazer isso até o Enem, então sumirei um pouco, mas vai ser coisa rápida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bacione Ragazzini!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJyj0ZJvTmI/AAAAAAAACAw/6_dAIcl5eGI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJyj0ZJvTmI/AAAAAAAACAw/6_dAIcl5eGI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-2163779391975217353?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2163779391975217353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2163779391975217353' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2163779391975217353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2163779391975217353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/minhas-duas-razoes.html' title='Minhas duas razões'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJyhuuDUsCI/AAAAAAAACAs/K2OtABjl4YU/s72-c/noemie_goudal_05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5919614728241492838</id><published>2010-09-20T11:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T12:04:53.168-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I no speak Americano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJdg-vK7WvI/AAAAAAAACAc/U47x_sJD2wY/s1600/bandeira-dos-eua_1883_1024x768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJdg-vK7WvI/AAAAAAAACAc/U47x_sJD2wY/s320/bandeira-dos-eua_1883_1024x768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu quero falar&amp;nbsp; inglês. Pronto. Como é?&lt;br /&gt;Não sei exatamente como surgiu, ou sei, mas o que eu sei agora que eu quero realmente aprender inglês, finalmente veio essa vontade. Eu nunca tive interesse em aprender esse idioma, não por nada, mas porque eu tenho muitas dificuldades para aprende-lo, mas claro que eu sei que é um idioma fundamental, ainda mais porque quero viajar bastante nessa minha vidinha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Eu sempre soube que o inglês é a porta para conquistar o mundo, com ele você vai até para os quintos se quiser, mas com essa minha dificuldade, nunca me interessei tanto, sempre gostei mais de espanhol até conhecer o italiano a qual amo e acho o idioma mais lindo do mundo. Eu já falei que era para eu ter estudado alemão, mas meu pai não deixou e falou para eu fazer italiano?, pois é hoje sou essa louca pela Itália e pelo o idioma, que por falar nisso fazem alguns meses que não pratico, ou seja, esqueci muita coisa e isso está me deixando triste. E sabem o que foi fundamental para eu cair na real e tomar vergonha nessa cara e ir aprender inglês?, foi porque eu estava jogando video game com o headset, todo mundo falava inglês e eu não, todos morria de ri e eu não entendia a piada, foi dai que me senti inútil por não saber inglês, só assim vi que eu preciso urgente de aprender.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bom, mas como eu sei que tenho que começar dando um passo de cada vez para não ter problemas futuros, digo, fazer dividas e essas coisas, então estou indo de vagar mas estou indo. Estão acontecendo algumas coisas no trabalho que estou pensando seriamente em sair, mas já estou começando a procurar outro para depois não ficar em apuros, ainda mais agora que tenho contas a serem pagas, não dá para simplesmente sair assim, sem um planejamento prévio.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Estou analisando algumas coisas, para mesmo que aos poucos, realizar os meus sonhos. Lembro que antes eu queria tudo para ontem, era super afobada, até um balde de água gelada ser jogada na minha cara, quando não consegui entrar na faculdade esse ano, foi muito difícil aceitar isso, um ano sem estudar, um ano perdido, mas agora tento fazer disso um beneficio, já que tive tempo de amadurecer muito e ter mais responsabilidade e organização com esse emprego, e diga-se de passagem, mais ambição, cara sou mega ambiciosa e vou até o fim para conquistar tudo que eu quero, ainda tenho 18 anos, muita coisa ainda tem para acontecer, é só ir com calma que tudo da certo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Então acrescentei mais um objetivo em minha vida, apesar de ter as coisas básicas como: colocar aparelho, tirar a habilitação, passaporte e entrar na faculdade, tem as mais "complicadas", aprender definitivamente italiano, espanhol e o inglês, que é de maneira estranha que o encaixo nessa lista. O outros objetivos da minha vida vem conforme eu realizar esses objetivos principais. E é de maneira estranha que assumo, Eu quero muito aprender Inglês!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E é ai que tenho que procurar um emprego que não se trabalhe aos sábados*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJdrghG3mII/AAAAAAAACAk/3owgu_08Srg/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJdrghG3mII/AAAAAAAACAk/3owgu_08Srg/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6321455575179341014-5919614728241492838?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/5919614728241492838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=5919614728241492838' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5919614728241492838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/5919614728241492838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-no-speak-americano.html' title='I no speak Americano'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJdg-vK7WvI/AAAAAAAACAc/U47x_sJD2wY/s72-c/bandeira-dos-eua_1883_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2231637461515267576</id><published>2010-09-17T11:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:27:32.181-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Adiamo sempre per i nostri sogni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJNvu2mT5RI/AAAAAAAACAM/0sOnzjNALvA/s1600/181018388_30d6615fd6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJNvu2mT5RI/AAAAAAAACAM/0sOnzjNALvA/s320/181018388_30d6615fd6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cada vez que me perco em meus pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;eu tento pensar que tudo é muito fácil, só basta eu ir dando um passo de cada vez,&lt;br /&gt;Acreditar sempre em mim, em minha capacidade.&lt;br /&gt;O idioma? a gente aprende.&lt;br /&gt;Amizade? a gente faz.&lt;br /&gt;Família? sempre a teremos em qualquer lugar do mundo. &lt;br /&gt;Se perder? já falei que amo me perder? assim conheço o desconhecido.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é muito simples, mas nós pessoas pessimistas por natureza complicamos muito,&lt;br /&gt;e claro as burocracias existentes por ai também.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A cada dia que tenho esse tempo revelador comigo mesma,&lt;br /&gt;do que eu quero realmente para mim,&lt;br /&gt;para o meu futuro,&lt;br /&gt;vejo que o que tenho que ter é calma. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;E o que eu coloquei na minha cabeça, que lutarei até o fim,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que eu leve a vida toda, mesmo que tudo dê errado,&lt;br /&gt;lutarei.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto Elizabeth Gilbert gosta da palavra &lt;i&gt;attravesiamo&lt;/i&gt;, eu gosto de &lt;i&gt;andiamo&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;porque nessa vida temos que sempre estar caminhando, seguindo enfrente,&lt;br /&gt;sempre andando para encontrar nossos objetivos.&lt;br /&gt;Farei de tudo para me realizar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJN2WbQ52iI/AAAAAAAACAU/3Ar9Xl1y67E/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJN2WbQ52iI/AAAAAAAACAU/3Ar9Xl1y67E/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Itália, ainda te conquistarei!&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/6321455575179341014-2231637461515267576?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2231637461515267576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2231637461515267576' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2231637461515267576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2231637461515267576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/adiamo-sempre-per-i-nostri-sogni.html' title='Adiamo sempre per i nostri sogni'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJNvu2mT5RI/AAAAAAAACAM/0sOnzjNALvA/s72-c/181018388_30d6615fd6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-7590053357302288238</id><published>2010-09-15T10:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:40:06.083-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O triste fim de Amélia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJDHwHkV4FI/AAAAAAAAB_k/V5B-64t3oMM/s1600/amelia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJDHwHkV4FI/AAAAAAAAB_k/V5B-64t3oMM/s320/amelia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ela estava cansada da solidão,&lt;br /&gt;não queria mais aquilo,&lt;br /&gt;aquela tristeza que esmagava o seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Ela era sem amigos, sem família, sem amor,&lt;br /&gt;era uma pessoa boa, mas a sua amargura a deixava rude,&lt;br /&gt;todos à olhava com pena e medo.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém entendia como ela havia se tornado assim,&lt;br /&gt;nem ela mesmo se entendia,&lt;br /&gt;apenas aconteceu e não conseguiu sair de sua própria armadilha,&lt;br /&gt;deixou as palavras do homem ferir seu coração&lt;br /&gt;e a maldade falecer a sua alma.&lt;br /&gt;Amélia não queria mas estar ali,&lt;br /&gt;não queria uma segunda chance,&lt;br /&gt;apenas queria partir.&lt;br /&gt;E foi no dia em que andando pelo bosque,&lt;br /&gt;viu um de seus vizinhos que a gritou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Ei! filha do demônio!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso a feriu como se fosse uma navalha cortando o seu pescoço,&lt;br /&gt;correu desesperada para o meio da floresta,&lt;br /&gt;não tinha mais forças para lutar,&lt;br /&gt;não tinha como continuar,&lt;br /&gt;então ela mesmo decretou o seu fim,&lt;br /&gt;não queria viver em mundo injusto, impiedoso.&lt;br /&gt;Em suas horas finais, se lembrou de quando era uma criança,&lt;br /&gt;sua felicidade inocente,&lt;br /&gt;até a morte de seus pais em um acidente,&lt;br /&gt;até chegar ao orfanato,&lt;br /&gt;até chegar a uma família que a fazia de escrava,&lt;br /&gt;até encontrar um menino a qual era o único que a entendia e não a julgava, lhe dava amor&lt;br /&gt;até ele ter que partir para estudar,&lt;br /&gt;até ela perder tudo, se sentir vazia e triste,&lt;br /&gt;até chegar a esse ponto a qual está.&lt;br /&gt;E repetiu a frase com a voz rouca:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Deus, me perdoe por esse ato insano, mas não posso mais continuar aqui!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o menino voltou, dias após, atrás de Amélia, iria leva-la com ele, iria dar amor e carinho, pois quando partiu deixou metade de si. E partiu com um objetivo, poder salvar Amélia.&lt;br /&gt;Ele mandava cartas que não chegavam até ela, ela sabia de suas promessas, mas depois de tanto tempo desacreditou de tudo. Fábio, quando soube da noticia da morte de Amélia, sentiu seu mundo desabar, repetiu diversas vezes: &lt;i&gt;Como pôde fazer isso, ela não acreditou nas cartas que a mandava?&lt;/i&gt;... E a velha com a qual Amélia morava, mostrou a ela que nunca as havia entregado. Fábio não sabia o que fazer, viu que não havia mais motivos sem ela, pois todo esse tempo o seu objetivo era ajuda-la...&lt;br /&gt;Fábio correu para a floresta e em seus últimos minutos repetiu entre soluços:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Deus, me perdoe por esse ato insano, mas não posso continuar aqui sem a minha Amélia!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJDMpgrSR2I/AAAAAAAAB_s/Joo9NqlnmyU/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJDMpgrSR2I/AAAAAAAAB_s/Joo9NqlnmyU/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-7590053357302288238?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/7590053357302288238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=7590053357302288238' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7590053357302288238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7590053357302288238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-triste-fim-de-amelia.html' title='O triste fim de Amélia'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TJDHwHkV4FI/AAAAAAAAB_k/V5B-64t3oMM/s72-c/amelia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-6171972094237224430</id><published>2010-09-13T10:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:11:26.367-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sou assim</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Ao mesmo tempo que gosto de ficar acompanhada, gosto de ficar sozinha. Sou uma pessoa que não me importo em ficar horas e horas sentada num banco de uma praça olhando o céu, as vezes parece que quando estou sozinha, me sinto mais segura (sempre achei estranho isso, mas eu gosto).&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou chata, muito chata, mas porque gosto das coisas do meu jeito, quando se trata da minha vida, não gosto de ninguém opinando o que devo ou não fazer, pensar ou falar. Mas eu sempre ajudo as pessoas com conselhos que acho válidos. Antigamente, eu chorava quase todos os dias por causa de minha insegurança, eu tinha meus problemas mas não tinha amigos para me ouvir, para me abraçar, sempre foram amigos que quando precisam de conselhos e ajuda me procuram e claro que sempre estou disposta a ajudar. Hoje não me importo mais com isso, pois todos os conselhos e ajudar que recebi até hoje sempre me incomodaram, não vou saber explicar, mas como antes eu me reerguia sozinha (como fiz com o doloroso fim do meu namoro), hoje as vezes sinto falta, mas sei que apenas duas pessoas podem me ajudar, mas nem é sempre então realmente não me importo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Com o tempo aprendi a ter as minhas convicções e pensamentos, vi que cresci muito com todas as dores que senti por me senti sozinha, sem amigos e sem amor, tudo o que passei me fortaleceu muito.Então sempre que quero algo e tomar alguma decisão, não peço opinião de ninguém, pois nós sabemos que sempre dão o que acham bom para eles e não o que é exatamente o melhor para nós.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tudo o que quero, o que vivo e o que vou conquistar, eu vou atrás, sozinha, porque sei que conquistarei tudo sozinha, claro com ajuda de pessoas indiretamente, mas sem intervenções. Agora eu vivo minha vida assim, passo muita parte do dia sozinha, me perco em meus pensamentos e mergulho em minhas fantasias e vontades. Mas claro que sempre que alguém precisar estarei de braços abertos e óbvio que tem pequenas coisas que peço ajuda a pessoas, até mesmo pessoas que não em conhecem bem, pois como não em conhecendo sabem, dizer algo mais construtivo e bom (ou que seja).Explico que amo conselhos sim, mas depende muito do que seja, não gosto de conselhos de como tenho que pensar, agir e me comportar no meu dia-a-dia, isso me irrita muito.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Então quando estou perdidas em meus devaneios, pego o meu celular (que a qualidade da câmera nem é lá tão boa) e tiro fotos de nada, apenas tiro, não tem significado ou qualidade, só tiro fotos mesmo por achar legal.&lt;br /&gt;E ai vão algumas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4iP5Fw6DI/AAAAAAAAB-E/MBvK9GyGQIo/s1600/Foto0817.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4iP5Fw6DI/AAAAAAAAB-E/MBvK9GyGQIo/s320/Foto0817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4iZ51Xi1I/AAAAAAAAB-M/QzxCNXeonJ8/s1600/Foto0664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4iZ51Xi1I/AAAAAAAAB-M/QzxCNXeonJ8/s320/Foto0664.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; ( porque uma pessoa tira foto do umidificador de ar? rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4itxwuLdI/AAAAAAAAB-U/GtudEZQCMOA/s1600/Foto0821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4itxwuLdI/AAAAAAAAB-U/GtudEZQCMOA/s320/Foto0821.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4i0Pvgj2I/AAAAAAAAB-c/Zgjy3AxmFA8/s1600/Foto0811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4i0Pvgj2I/AAAAAAAAB-c/Zgjy3AxmFA8/s320/Foto0811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jEMzZN-I/AAAAAAAAB-k/m1ZiX-LUbRE/s1600/Foto0602.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jEMzZN-I/AAAAAAAAB-k/m1ZiX-LUbRE/s320/Foto0602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jMYtnBrI/AAAAAAAAB-s/Oyrb7YlCwto/s1600/Foto0627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jMYtnBrI/AAAAAAAAB-s/Oyrb7YlCwto/s320/Foto0627.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jV9yVE1I/AAAAAAAAB-0/b_qEob2sGfk/s1600/Foto0629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jV9yVE1I/AAAAAAAAB-0/b_qEob2sGfk/s320/Foto0629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jeZtlqaI/AAAAAAAAB-8/lR9wkWDn9o0/s1600/Foto0810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jeZtlqaI/AAAAAAAAB-8/lR9wkWDn9o0/s320/Foto0810.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jv-GVLDI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1BRJpGZa4GU/s1600/Foto0832.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jv-GVLDI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1BRJpGZa4GU/s320/Foto0832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jnjej6MI/AAAAAAAAB_E/1oGVLZdp2C0/s1600/Foto0828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4jnjej6MI/AAAAAAAAB_E/1oGVLZdp2C0/s320/Foto0828.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Essas duas ultimas são daqui onde moro, quero que entendam o porquê odeio tanto esse lugar, mas ao menos tem o verde para não deixar tão feio!&lt;br /&gt;Não eu não sou fotógrafa e nem quero fingir que sou, isso é só o que faço quando to sozinha, tiro foto de nada.&lt;br /&gt;Beijão amorecos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4kGufd96I/AAAAAAAAB_U/3FGU32rLHxw/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4kGufd96I/AAAAAAAAB_U/3FGU32rLHxw/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-6171972094237224430?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/6171972094237224430/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=6171972094237224430' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6171972094237224430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6171972094237224430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/eu-sou-assim.html' title='Eu sou assim'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TI4iP5Fw6DI/AAAAAAAAB-E/MBvK9GyGQIo/s72-c/Foto0817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-3954130817954222191</id><published>2010-09-10T10:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:40:12.965-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Da dove viene la mia forza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIoyXXMyMiI/AAAAAAAAB90/xUbVuFuZTG8/s1600/art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIoyXXMyMiI/AAAAAAAAB90/xUbVuFuZTG8/s320/art.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Com o passar dos dias, vejo, que estou sempre sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não estou reclamando, até que me agrada,&lt;br /&gt;eu me encontro, converso comigo mesma, me perco em meus pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;me afogo em minhas imaginações.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes até gosto da solidão, mas ela em tempos vem me machucar,&lt;br /&gt;me mostra a sua beleza, como é bom estar com ela, se sentir independente de tudo e todos, e respirar por si só, mas logo mostra seu lado negro e me faz derramar lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Só que essas lágrimas me ajudam a ser mais forte para dar o próximo passo, mostra que tenho sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;e que sim, eu não sou fraca. Então a sensação de vazio me abandona,&lt;br /&gt;passo a me senti corajosa, feliz e orgulhosa,&lt;br /&gt;e as consequencias de enfim ficar feliz comigo mesma,&lt;br /&gt;são as pessoas que se sentem avontade de se aproximar,&lt;br /&gt;assim a solidão abre um sorriso e me diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Gosto de você garota, você me ver como uma mão amiga, e eu sempre serei, se continuares a me ver dessa maneira&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Pois de tudo que passo, que me derruba, que me deixa triste,&lt;br /&gt;consigo reverter em forças para seguir enfrente e mudar tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou assim, a luta e a fé, mesmo estando no fundo do poço!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Desenho em meus quadros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a força de um beija-flor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a beleza de uma abelha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;e o brilho do sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pois sou forte o bastante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;para viver tudo e ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIo0q2TBiBI/AAAAAAAAB98/7yePf4yWrf4/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIo0q2TBiBI/AAAAAAAAB98/7yePf4yWrf4/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-3954130817954222191?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/3954130817954222191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=3954130817954222191' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3954130817954222191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/3954130817954222191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/da-dove-viene-la-mia-forza.html' title='Da dove viene la mia forza'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIoyXXMyMiI/AAAAAAAAB90/xUbVuFuZTG8/s72-c/art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-2137419950306116829</id><published>2010-09-08T10:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T10:35:11.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>La mia vita impossibile, per voi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIeN4Rs_d8I/AAAAAAAAB9k/TJzWxXMWtmA/s1600/85_viva-italia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIeN4Rs_d8I/AAAAAAAAB9k/TJzWxXMWtmA/s320/85_viva-italia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Quanto mais eu tento ver o meu futuro, ou faze-lo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quanto mais sinto o que que quero, e tento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quanto mais eu necessito. e vou conseguir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu vejo que terei que lutar, e muito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu vou..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lutarei porque sei que será mais complicado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas nunca desistirei, porque é esse o meu objetivo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;irei até o final!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não me importo que digam que vivo num mundo de fantasias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ou que me desacreditam dizendo que não vou conseguir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei que posso, mesmo que eu leve a vida toda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas será isso que vou ter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É isso que vou viver!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nessuno sta andando a deludere me,&lt;br /&gt;Mi batterò fino alla fine.&lt;br /&gt;Conquistare tutto ciò che è assurdo,&lt;br /&gt;dal vivo e tutto ciò che è impossibile!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIeQyk1wXgI/AAAAAAAAB9s/eAFJS2xHpgo/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIeQyk1wXgI/AAAAAAAAB9s/eAFJS2xHpgo/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-2137419950306116829?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/2137419950306116829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=2137419950306116829' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2137419950306116829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/2137419950306116829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/la-mia-vita-impossibile-per-voi.html' title='La mia vita impossibile, per voi!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIeN4Rs_d8I/AAAAAAAAB9k/TJzWxXMWtmA/s72-c/85_viva-italia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4691248061508510175</id><published>2010-09-07T10:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T10:54:31.839-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIY_EZ55H5I/AAAAAAAAB9U/BqEeMmSTCSw/s1600/bandeira-virginia-roballo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIY_EZ55H5I/AAAAAAAAB9U/BqEeMmSTCSw/s320/bandeira-virginia-roballo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Como todos os anos nesse mesmo dia eu posto uma homenagem ao meu país, que independente de tudo, merece ao menos nessa data.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Não sou tão patriota, porque patriota é aquele que não quer sair de suas terras por nada, agora eu quero muito viver no exterior, mas eu defendo muito o meu país e hoje posso reconhecer que nesses últimos anos a economia do Brasil vem crescendo e melhorou bastante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu lembro que na escola minha prof de geografia sempre defendia o Brasil, e nunca me esqueço do que sempre dizia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;-Vivemos em uma terra abençoada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Então eu me perdia em meus pensamentos... e não é que é verdade? aqui não tem terremotos, tsunamis,tornados, furacões, vulcões. Aqui não tem nada disso, claro que com o aquecimento global e tudo mais tem aparecido pequenos tornados (mas também né?). O que não entendo é do porquê o brasileiro não se orgulha de ser brasileiro, a maioria acha os EUA o melhor país, ahan deve ser mesmo, que promove guerras, o Brasil não proporciona nada disso, se um dia declarar guerra a um outro país, ai sim é extremamente o fim do mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu amo o Brasil, tenho orgulho de ser brasileira, acho a bandeira linda de mais e o hino o mais belo de todos. O hino nacional é o único que fala de amor por seu país, enquanto outros hinos só de lutas e guerras (já repararam?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Parabéns por sua independência, e vamos lá, continuando em busca da ordem e do progresso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Como no post do ano passado, o trecho do hino que diz tudo!&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Gigante pela própria natureza,&lt;br /&gt;És belo, és forte, impávido colosso,&lt;br /&gt;E o teu futuro espelha essa grandeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terra adorada&lt;br /&gt;Entre outras mil&lt;br /&gt;És tu, Brasil,&lt;br /&gt;Ó Pátria amada!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIZDkfPf6XI/AAAAAAAAB9c/ZcEczJAXY3k/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIZDkfPf6XI/AAAAAAAAB9c/ZcEczJAXY3k/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6321455575179341014-4691248061508510175?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4691248061508510175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4691248061508510175' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4691248061508510175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4691248061508510175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/brasil.html' title='Brasil'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIY_EZ55H5I/AAAAAAAAB9U/BqEeMmSTCSw/s72-c/bandeira-virginia-roballo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4184552348280502731</id><published>2010-09-05T10:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T10:42:14.925-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ispirazione</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;EU QUERO SER....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIOdmRZ9J_I/AAAAAAAAB9A/6ugNLsdIAJI/s1600/Elizabeth_Gilbert_Wrote_Eat_Pray_Love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIOdmRZ9J_I/AAAAAAAAB9A/6ugNLsdIAJI/s400/Elizabeth_Gilbert_Wrote_Eat_Pray_Love.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ...&amp;nbsp; UMA ELIZABETH GILBERT!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(Comer, Rezar e Amar parece que foi escrito para as minhas inspirações)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIOd-1JEm2I/AAAAAAAAB9I/sHezKUQiZ2I/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIOd-1JEm2I/AAAAAAAAB9I/sHezKUQiZ2I/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/6321455575179341014-4184552348280502731?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4184552348280502731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4184552348280502731' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4184552348280502731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4184552348280502731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/ispirazione.html' title='Ispirazione'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TIOdmRZ9J_I/AAAAAAAAB9A/6ugNLsdIAJI/s72-c/Elizabeth_Gilbert_Wrote_Eat_Pray_Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-7590641678833318237</id><published>2010-09-03T10:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:40:30.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu ponto de partida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TID5RNZkRJI/AAAAAAAAB8w/CJR_nmq_GFU/s1600/horacio-salinas13-550x700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TID5RNZkRJI/AAAAAAAAB8w/CJR_nmq_GFU/s320/horacio-salinas13-550x700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cansei&lt;br /&gt;é como se o tempo passasse e eu continuasse aqui,&lt;br /&gt;sem objetivo,&lt;br /&gt;vivendo fora do meu mundo,&lt;br /&gt;carregando algo que não é meu,&lt;br /&gt;um peso a qual me colocaram e não consigo tira-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Chorei&lt;br /&gt;por ver tudo sendo o contrario,&lt;br /&gt;não ter diálogo e as coisas tomarem outro rumo.&lt;br /&gt;Olhei finalmente para dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;vi que algo sempre esteve errado,&lt;br /&gt;vejo minha família desestruturada,&lt;br /&gt;numa maneira que eu não queria ver (viver),&lt;br /&gt;sou muito, para esse pouco.&lt;br /&gt;E falta muito pouco para que seja rebelado,&lt;br /&gt;para que eu jogue tudo para o alto,&lt;br /&gt;abandone essa vida&lt;br /&gt;e vá construir uma outra,&lt;br /&gt;mas a que eu quero.&lt;br /&gt;Me dói ver tudo o que vejo e ficar calada,&lt;br /&gt;e mesmo quando abro a boca, de nada adianta,&lt;br /&gt;mentes pequenas para digerir o que digo.&lt;br /&gt;O que eu queria era apenas o normal,&lt;br /&gt;mas isso tudo está longe e o fim será mais doloroso do que sei que será.&lt;br /&gt;A largada está dada,&lt;br /&gt;eu cansei de me arrastar...&lt;br /&gt;de carregar essas dores a qual me acostumo mas sempre volta com intensidade,&lt;br /&gt;não seria rude dizer que cansei dessa vida,&lt;br /&gt;porque eu simplesmente não quero mais.&lt;br /&gt;Esse foi o ponto de partida....&lt;br /&gt;Mudarei tudo, farei meu mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;ou continuarei aqui com esse peso e essa insatisfação&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TID738Ad-JI/AAAAAAAAB84/lRKW35UYzmo/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TID738Ad-JI/AAAAAAAAB84/lRKW35UYzmo/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6321455575179341014-7590641678833318237?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/7590641678833318237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=7590641678833318237' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7590641678833318237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/7590641678833318237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/meu-ponto-de-partida.html' title='Meu ponto de partida!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TID5RNZkRJI/AAAAAAAAB8w/CJR_nmq_GFU/s72-c/horacio-salinas13-550x700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-6904406763546766075</id><published>2010-09-01T11:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:46:05.390-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebobina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TH5hIeA32iI/AAAAAAAAB8o/179J5oMfGzI/s1600/cores-no-lar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TH5hIeA32iI/AAAAAAAAB8o/179J5oMfGzI/s320/cores-no-lar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Dentre a felicidade de um ser, o coração ao bater, nossa vida ao enloquecer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto nas cores, os sabores de amadurecer, crescer... aborrecer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o Sol sempre diz sim, basta abrir o seu sorriso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CORES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amores, flores...Teu fervor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seja, veja...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sempre ha uma cor em ti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu dia &lt;i&gt;Fatal&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TH5g4idQh3I/AAAAAAAAB8g/nGDiAQRSHIg/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TH5g4idQh3I/AAAAAAAAB8g/nGDiAQRSHIg/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6321455575179341014-6904406763546766075?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/6904406763546766075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=6904406763546766075' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6904406763546766075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/6904406763546766075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/09/rebobina.html' title='Rebobina!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/TH5hIeA32iI/AAAAAAAAB8o/179J5oMfGzI/s72-c/cores-no-lar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-4298924319956860657</id><published>2010-08-30T10:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T10:29:17.642-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diante da sua covardia, me libertei!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/THuncJGQlkI/AAAAAAAAB8I/fa3RujRlWUw/s1600/mar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/THuncJGQlkI/AAAAAAAAB8I/fa3RujRlWUw/s320/mar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu dei a segunda chance,&lt;br /&gt;segui o meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;ele simplesmente precisava de respostas de algo de anos atrás.&lt;br /&gt;Venci o meu orgulho em voltar com minha palavra,&lt;br /&gt;eu disse nunca e me vi confusa,&lt;br /&gt;eu tentei,&lt;br /&gt;mas não dependia de mim,&lt;br /&gt;estou resolvida comigo mesma,&lt;br /&gt;eu sei o que quero,&lt;br /&gt;sei o que sou,&lt;br /&gt;luto por algo bom e difícil para o meu futuro.&lt;br /&gt;E todas as respostas que eu precisava,&lt;br /&gt;era saber se você evoluiu,&lt;br /&gt;se você ficou ambicioso, com vontade de crescer,&lt;br /&gt;lutar pelo&amp;nbsp; o que não vem fácil.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tentei crer, mas era complicado, eu te conheço.&lt;br /&gt;Mas dei a chance,&lt;br /&gt;e foi diante dessa chance, que se acovardou:&lt;br /&gt;-Trocar o certo, pelo duvidoso? melhor não... (se houvesse sentimento, tentaria)&lt;br /&gt;antes um covarde vivo do que um valente morto...&lt;br /&gt;Será?&lt;br /&gt;Se o sentimento é verdadeiro, lute, lute mesmo que no final de tudo errado,&lt;br /&gt;ou que no fim não desse certo, mas ao menos tentou.&lt;br /&gt;Eu dei as respostas ao meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;assim ele se libertou de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não gosto do que vem fácil, contrario de ti,&lt;br /&gt;Eu não gosto do que é certo, contrario de ti,&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho ambição de mais, contrario de ti,&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava muito e você , contrario de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vejo que somo muitos diferentes,&lt;br /&gt;poderíamos dar certo com pouco de esforço teu,&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje tenho a certeza de que..&lt;br /&gt;diante da sua chance...&lt;br /&gt;você se perdeu, ficou confuso por nem saber o que quer para a sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te agradeço tanto, porque só assim me livrei de um sentimento a qual não me pertencia,&lt;br /&gt;sei que agora posso seguir enfrente sem pensar que eu poderia estar contigo,&lt;br /&gt;sem ficar na cabeça a duvida se você teria mudado.&lt;br /&gt;Não mudou.&lt;br /&gt;Podem passar anos, mas quando vive apenas isso, continua o mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;mente pequena.&lt;br /&gt;Adeus, é com muita felicidade que..&lt;br /&gt;finalmente te apago do meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;mas te desejo toda a felicidade do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;e que continue em seu mundo fácil sem lutas,&lt;br /&gt;com sua pequena mente!&lt;br /&gt;.... uffa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;meu coração agradece*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/THurg7G8ZRI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/cynOe5L2KyI/s1600/minhaassinatura.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/THurg7G8ZRI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/cynOe5L2KyI/s320/minhaassinatura.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6321455575179341014-4298924319956860657?l=giovanevita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/feeds/4298924319956860657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6321455575179341014&amp;postID=4298924319956860657' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4298924319956860657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321455575179341014/posts/default/4298924319956860657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giovanevita.blogspot.com/2010/08/diante-da-sua-covardia-me-libertei.html' title='Diante da sua covardia, me libertei!'/><author><name>Ágatha Alves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03616090774774084389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byaXseW_jUk/Tu8zQQYxj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/0t8Re-n-2C0/s220/2011-12-08%2B12.24.08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/THuncJGQlkI/AAAAAAAAB8I/fa3RujRlWUw/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321455575179341014.post-5884013145851403980</id><published>2010-08-27T10:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T10:15:09.398-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Ar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/THe0prml0ZI/AAAAAAAAB74/kNjFlyGvJwo/s1600/sao-paulo-seco-hg-20100419.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dar-pu3y1q8/THe0prml0ZI/AAAAAAAAB74/kNjFlyGvJwo/s320/sao-paulo-seco-hg-20100419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu poderia muito bem escrever um post falando de como o joãozinho me faz ficar sem ar com aqueles olhos azuis, mas na verdade venho falar de uma outra coisa, a umidade do ar (ou a falta dela).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Durante essa semana toda, houve sinais de alertas na tv pelo ar muito seco, mas no dia em que eu senti muita diferença, eu não havia assistido tv. eu fui trabalhar como todos os dias,o dia ensolarado, olhei para o céu azul mas com aquela breve camada cinzenta, dai já estava errado, onde eu moro não é perceptível a maça cinzenta da poluição, onde moro é cercado de árvores, mata, então achei estranho. E quando passei pela ponte e vi a marginal Tietê e olhei para o céu, chega me embrulhou o estômago. eu sempre reparei que o céu de São Paulo tem duas cores, cinza e azul, mas nesse dia estava muuuuito cinza e parecia que tudo estava embaçado (como nublado). cheguei no trabalho com os olhos ardendo e coma&amp;nbsp; garganta seca (sem falar na dificuldade para respirar), então vi que eu estava prestes a ficar com a saúde afetada.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quando finalmente cheguei em casa e liguei a tv, a noticia, foi a falta de umidade mais baixa registrada no ano, eu realmente me assustei, e não começou-se a falar de estado de alerta, dai pensei -A coisa ta ficando crítica Brasil, é Deus aquecimento global.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Posso estar sendo pessimista ou exagerada, mas tudo que vejo de tragédia (ambiental),&amp;nbsp; eu associo ao aquecimento global, não tem como não associar, é muito calor em um lugar, muita chuva em outro, muito frio em outro. De uns anos para cá, nenhuma estação seguiu com a sua temperatura certa e o que vemos hoje são estações descontroladas.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;E agora todos estão sentindo isso na pele, eu sempre senti. Quando acordava cedo para ir estudar, me faltava ar assim que eu saia de casa, o ar seco e muito poluído em plena 6 da manhã, tinha dias que eu mal conseguia chegar ao ponto de ônibus, de tanta falta de ar (e o que se esperar de uma pessoa que tem sinusite).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Agora, estou com muita tosse, os olhos ardem e o nariz arde de mais, acho que isso nã
