<?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-4666835560758504377</id><updated>2011-12-29T01:37:04.744-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente   Daniela :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-7163539355041884264</id><published>2011-12-29T01:35:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:35:18.129-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tristeza não tem fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade é como a pluma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o vento vai levando pelo ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voa tão leve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tem a vida breve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisa que haja vento sem parar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade do pobre parece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A grande ilusão do carnaval&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente trabalha o ano inteiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por um momento de sonho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra fazer a fantasia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De rei ou de pirata ou jardineira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra tudo se acabar na quarta-feira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristeza não tem fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabei de reler meu blog todinho . &lt;br /&gt;Foi tanta tristeza que escrevi aqui ... mas de repente em fevereiro de 2008 uma alegria surgiu . &lt;br /&gt;Tres anos depois essa felicidade chegou ao fim .Não teve vento suficiente pra fazer a pluma voar. &lt;br /&gt;E eu me pergunto ? devo ou não mostrar esse blog pra pluma ? &lt;br /&gt;De que&amp;nbsp; adiantaria , ela sabe do meu amor . ela diz que tambem me ama , mas permite que o vento a leve para longe de mim . Essa pluma não quer mais estar ao meu lado.Só me resta continuar vivendo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-7163539355041884264?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/7163539355041884264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=7163539355041884264' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7163539355041884264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7163539355041884264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#7163539355041884264' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-1820884501796763378</id><published>2011-12-29T01:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:00:37.002-02:00</updated><title type='text'>porque ?</title><content type='html'>porque o amor é tão triste assim ?&lt;br /&gt;porque a pessoa diz que nos ama mas tem coragem de nos abandonar ?&lt;br /&gt;eu tento entender e aceitar , mas é muito dificil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-1820884501796763378?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/1820884501796763378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=1820884501796763378' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1820884501796763378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1820884501796763378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#1820884501796763378' title='porque ?'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5361031585451671929</id><published>2011-08-31T20:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T20:24:15.195-03:00</updated><title type='text'>l'amoureuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Linda música de Carla Bruni&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;L'amoureuse&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il semble que quelqu'un ait convoqué l'espoir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Les rues sont des jardins, je danse sur les trottoirs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il semble que mes bras soient devenus des ailes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qu'à chaque instant qui vole je puisse toucher le ciel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qu'à chaque instant qui passe je puisse manger le ciel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="height: 39px;"&gt;Le clochers sont penchés les arbres déraisonnent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ils croulent sous les fleurs au plus roux de l'automne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La niege ne fond plus la pluie chante doucement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et même les réverbères ont un air impatient&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et même les cailloux se donnent l'air important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Car je suis l'amoureuse, oui je suis l'amoureuse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et je tiens dans me mains la seule de toutes les choses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je suis l'amoureuse, je suis ton amoureuse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et je chante pour toi la seule de toutes les choses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 39px;"&gt;Qui vaille d'être là, qui vaille d'être là&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le temps s'est arrêté, les heures sont volages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Les minutes frissonnent et l'ennui fait naufrage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tout paraît inconnu tout croque sous la dent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et le bruit du chagrin s'éloigne lentement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et le bruit du passé se tait tout simplement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, les murs chagent de pierres,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le ciel change de nuages,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La vie change de manières et dansent les mirages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a vu m'a-t-on dit le destin se montrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il avait mine de rien l'air de tout emporter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il avait ton allure, ta façon de parler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Car je suis l'amoureuse, oui je suis l'amoureuse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et je tiens dans me mains la seule de toutes les choses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je suis l'amoureuse, je suis ton amoureuse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et je chante pour toi la seule de toutes les choses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 39px;"&gt;Qui vaille d'être là, qui vaille d'être &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5361031585451671929?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5361031585451671929/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5361031585451671929' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5361031585451671929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5361031585451671929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#5361031585451671929' title='l&apos;amoureuse'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-4906258397397183263</id><published>2011-08-27T22:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:24:52.555-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EU ESTOU...</title><content type='html'>DISPOSTA A APRENDER &lt;br /&gt;DISPOSTA A MUDAR &lt;br /&gt;DISPOSTA A ME AMAR &lt;br /&gt;PQ COMO DISSE UMA DAS MINHAS MELHORES PROFESSORAS ATÉ HOJE :&amp;nbsp; DEVEMOS AMAR AOS OUTROS COMO A NÓS MESMOS E NAO ACIMA DE NÓS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIgagmSIpTw/TlmVS25_0jI/AAAAAAAAAs8/3hUW4csgKOI/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIgagmSIpTw/TlmVS25_0jI/AAAAAAAAAs8/3hUW4csgKOI/s320/untitled.bmp" width="320" /&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/4666835560758504377-4906258397397183263?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/4906258397397183263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=4906258397397183263' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4906258397397183263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4906258397397183263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#4906258397397183263' title='EU ESTOU...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIgagmSIpTw/TlmVS25_0jI/AAAAAAAAAs8/3hUW4csgKOI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-4931331935910182589</id><published>2011-08-27T21:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:49:57.772-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DEUS É  LUZ</title><content type='html'>" DEUS É LUZ.&lt;br /&gt;ONDE HÁ LUZ , EXISTE PAZ, FELICIDADE E ALEGRIA.&lt;br /&gt;ONDE NÃO HÁ LUZ E CLARIDADE , &lt;br /&gt;EXISTE CONFLITO , POBREZA E DOENÇA.&lt;br /&gt;VÓS QUE DESEJAIS LUZ E PROSPERIDADE, &lt;br /&gt;VINDE !&lt;br /&gt;VINDE E LOUVAI O NOME DE DEUS ;&lt;br /&gt;ASSIM SEREIS SALVOS ! "&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; MEISHU- SAMA &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-4931331935910182589?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/4931331935910182589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=4931331935910182589' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4931331935910182589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4931331935910182589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#4931331935910182589' title='DEUS É  LUZ'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-1717604742474443485</id><published>2011-07-06T02:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T02:02:36.165-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Olha eu aqui</title><content type='html'>Olha eu aqui de novo , depois de tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Mil coisas conteceram e eu nem sei pq escrevo ja que ninguem le .&lt;br /&gt;Mas pensando bem , se ninguem le aí é que posso mesmo escrever ; escrever o que quiser , o que eu sentir .&lt;br /&gt;como é ruim escrever e ninguem ler , como é maravilhoso poder escrever sabendo que ninguem vai ler e como é melhor ainda a&amp;nbsp; doce dúvida se vou ser lida ou não. rsssss&lt;br /&gt;Olha eu aqui outra vez deixando meu rastro que ninguem vai seguir ( que bom assim ninguem me acha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGGq5VggfP4/ThPsQmT5duI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hYuOKoAuvlU/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGGq5VggfP4/ThPsQmT5duI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hYuOKoAuvlU/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CONTINUE A NADAR !!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-1717604742474443485?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/1717604742474443485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=1717604742474443485' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1717604742474443485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1717604742474443485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#1717604742474443485' title='Olha eu aqui'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGGq5VggfP4/ThPsQmT5duI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hYuOKoAuvlU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-8241110138358485185</id><published>2010-04-11T21:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:42:53.639-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S8JsfQN75VI/AAAAAAAAAps/cpPXlQmmYHo/s1600/miguel_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459044982511625554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S8JsfQN75VI/AAAAAAAAAps/cpPXlQmmYHo/s320/miguel_003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São Miguel Arcanjo, defendei-nos no combate, sede o nosso refúgio contra as maldades e ciladas do demônio. Ordene-lhe Deus, instantemente o pedimos, e vós, príncipe da milícia celeste, pela virtude divina, precipitai no inferno a satanás e aos outros espíritos malignos, que andam pelo mundo para perder as almas. Amém" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-8241110138358485185?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/8241110138358485185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=8241110138358485185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8241110138358485185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8241110138358485185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#8241110138358485185' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S8JsfQN75VI/AAAAAAAAAps/cpPXlQmmYHo/s72-c/miguel_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5429399674189653104</id><published>2010-03-21T00:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:16:37.265-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S6WPZb4A5PI/AAAAAAAAApg/ahbhaDE2ii0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450920591144051954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S6WPZb4A5PI/AAAAAAAAApg/ahbhaDE2ii0/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eis mais um dos meus favoritos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floral oriental, com notas de cassis, morango, limão verde, ylang-ylang, jasmim, muguet selvagem e musgo de árvore. Para mulhers que se lançam à conquista do mundo, atuantes e sedutoras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5429399674189653104?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5429399674189653104/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5429399674189653104' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5429399674189653104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5429399674189653104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#5429399674189653104' title='Mais um ...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S6WPZb4A5PI/AAAAAAAAApg/ahbhaDE2ii0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3861292754538527903</id><published>2010-03-21T00:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:12:57.633-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S6WOVnDvYhI/AAAAAAAAApY/A2dirgCFFkw/s1600-h/Imagem1+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450919425914921490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S6WOVnDvYhI/AAAAAAAAApY/A2dirgCFFkw/s200/Imagem1+260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo que aprendi&lt;br /&gt;O quanto te ensinei&lt;br /&gt;E é nos teus braços que ele vai saber&lt;br /&gt;Não há por que voltar&lt;br /&gt;Não penso em te seguir&lt;br /&gt;Não quero mais a tua insensatez&lt;br /&gt;O que fazes sem pensar aprendeste do olhar&lt;br /&gt;E das palavras que guardei pra ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não penso em me vingar&lt;br /&gt;Não sou assim&lt;br /&gt;A tua insegurança era por mim&lt;br /&gt;Não basta o compromisso,&lt;br /&gt;Vale mais o coração&lt;br /&gt;Já que não me entendes, não me julgues&lt;br /&gt;Não me tentes&lt;br /&gt;O que sabes fazer agora&lt;br /&gt;Veio tudo de nossas horas&lt;br /&gt;Eu não minto, eu não sou assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém sabia e ninguém viu&lt;br /&gt;Que eu estava a teu lado então&lt;br /&gt;Sou fera, sou bicho, sou anjo e sou mulher&lt;br /&gt;Minha mãe e minha filha,&lt;br /&gt;Minha irmã, minha menina&lt;br /&gt;Mas sou minha, só minha e não de quem quiser&lt;br /&gt;Sou Deus, tua Deusa, meu amor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-3861292754538527903?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3861292754538527903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3861292754538527903' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3861292754538527903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3861292754538527903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#3861292754538527903' title='Sentimento'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S6WOVnDvYhI/AAAAAAAAApY/A2dirgCFFkw/s72-c/Imagem1+260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-8643209660561231430</id><published>2010-02-06T15:08:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:23:05.121-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dando continuidade aos favoritos , aqui vai a dica de mais dois perfumes que uso e acho uma delícia !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22lLN094FI/AAAAAAAAAoU/YtffOsdBJiQ/s1600-h/calvinklein10-2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435181937415020626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22lLN094FI/AAAAAAAAAoU/YtffOsdBJiQ/s200/calvinklein10-2005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Euphoria ( Calvin Klein )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Euphoria... Uma viagem sem limites, em busca da liberdade de um sonho. Oriental, Euphoria é inspirado na orquídea a ponto de florescer, uma das flores mais sedutoras do mundo. Suas notas combinam romã, nêspera, acordes verdes, flor de lótus, flores nobres, orquídea negra, âmbar líquido, violeta negra, acordes cremosos e madeira caoba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Omnia green jade ( Bvlgari)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi inspirada na sofisticada pedra preciosa Jade, a pedra da juventude. Símbolo de harm&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22kmReLB1I/AAAAAAAAAoM/KztZ15ZG6uA/s1600-h/nd_4941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 186px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435181302737995602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22kmReLB1I/AAAAAAAAAoM/KztZ15ZG6uA/s200/nd_4941.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;onia e sedução, possui em suas notas peônia branca, flor de pêra, jasmim, pistache, madeira amarela e almíscar que despertam nas mulheres um espírito sensual e encantador. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-8643209660561231430?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/8643209660561231430/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=8643209660561231430' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8643209660561231430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8643209660561231430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#8643209660561231430' title='Perfumes'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22lLN094FI/AAAAAAAAAoU/YtffOsdBJiQ/s72-c/calvinklein10-2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-47202926599005204</id><published>2010-02-06T14:28:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T14:54:11.587-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltei !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22a94pHkoI/AAAAAAAAAnc/QfzfOZ4p5YQ/s1600-h/voltei_arte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435170713273602690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22a94pHkoI/AAAAAAAAAnc/QfzfOZ4p5YQ/s320/voltei_arte.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazia muito , muito tempo mesmo que eu não aparecia por aqui .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou tentar escrever o máximo que eu puder !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resumindo o tempo que fiquei fora :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- escrevi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-apaguei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sorri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chorei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lutei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- perdi e tb ganhei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mudei de emprego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cheguei antes mas tb perdi a hora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mudei de casa 4 vezes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- fiz alguns amigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mantive os inimigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ganhei 15 k ( to eliminando rsssss )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-senti ódio , saudade , dor , tristeza , medo , alegria , ansiedade , eforia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida não parou e eu vou precisar de muito tempo pra por tudo em ordem nesse blog outra vez !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-47202926599005204?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/47202926599005204/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=47202926599005204' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/47202926599005204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/47202926599005204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#47202926599005204' title='Voltei !!!!!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22a94pHkoI/AAAAAAAAAnc/QfzfOZ4p5YQ/s72-c/voltei_arte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-8293881354897999593</id><published>2008-07-10T17:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:24:28.441-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Onde isso vai parar ???</title><content type='html'>Pela primeira vez, os pais do menino João Roberto, morto em uma ação da polícia no último domingo, na Zona Norte do Rio, concederam uma entrevista. A mãe do garoto, Alessandra Soares, disse à Ana Maria que não desculpa o Estado pelo o que aconteceu. “Não aceito desculpas de secretário e de governador. Isso não vai trazer o meu filho de volta. O pior é que o secretário vai ter que dar desculpas pra mais gente. Eu não desculpo!”, disse às lágrimas. Alessandra, que também tem um filho de 9 meses, voltou a dizer que não ficou no meio do fogo cruzado quando seu carro foi atingido pelos disparos. “Eu não estava no meio de uma troca de tiros entre a polícia e os bandidos. Um carro passou por mim em alta velocidade e eu apenas encostei. Eles me alvejaram e eu não estava entendendo nada”, contou. O pai de João Roberto, Paulo Roberto Soares, culpou – aos prantos – o despreparo da polícia pela morte da criança. “Nós queremos segurança. Não queremos essa polícia que está aí. É por causa desse despreparo que eu perdi um filho de 3 anos”, falou. O secretário de Segurança Pública do Rio, José Mariano Beltrame, que assistiu a entrevista ao lado de Ana Maria disse que - como administrador público e pai de dois filhos - também fica sem argumentos e sensibilizado. "Isso é uma chaga que, infelizmente, não vai cicatrizar. Mas a minha garantia, como pessoa apaixonada pelo Rio de Janeiro, é que estamos trabalhando para melhorar essas estatísticas", disse o secretário em conversa com Ana Maria. Ele ressaltou que o ato dos policiais, considerado por ele "insano", foge do despreparo. "Não há uma explicação. Essas pessoas serão expulsas da corporação, mas neste momento de dor, esse argumento se esfarela", disse. Beltrame disse ainda que a cidade vive uma queda nos índices de criminalidade e anunciou a chegada de novos equipamentos da polícia para o próximo mês. "Compramos 1.550 carabinas, além de kits de armas não letais", declarou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-8293881354897999593?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/8293881354897999593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=8293881354897999593' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8293881354897999593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8293881354897999593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8293881354897999593' title='Onde isso vai parar ???'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-10400117389741357</id><published>2008-07-01T14:40:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:53:36.867-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Enfermeira joga filha de 8 meses pela janela em Curitiba</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SGpvCPgmqII/AAAAAAAAAZs/8uWQ-G24b5U/s1600-h/Choro_000003330639XSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218105202575845506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SGpvCPgmqII/AAAAAAAAAZs/8uWQ-G24b5U/s320/Choro_000003330639XSmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que mundo é esse em que estamos vivendo ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falta de Deus , de amor ao proximo ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa criatura que um dia teve o privilegio de ser chamada de mae , jogou a propria filha pela janela e declarou à policia "Eu queria me livrar do pacote. Sempre fui incompetente para cuidar dela". Se era assim tão incompetente pq nao entregou a criança para algum familiar ou instituição ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A "mãe" se diz esquisofrenica e alega estar em tratamento . Pode até ser , a doença existe e os mistérios da psiquiatria sao muitos , mas eu me faço uma pergunta : Se ela se julga tão incompetente pra cuidar e amar uma criança pq nao se jogou ao inves de jogar quem queria e precisava de amor ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O caso Isabella ja tem uma conclusão : a madrasta ajudou o pai de Isabela a joga-la &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No sábado um garoto foi morto no Rio na saida de uma balada com um tiro nas costas ( disparo feito por um policial )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje essa bomba em nossas cabeças : mae joga filha de 8 meses do 6° andar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sera que ainda falta alguma coisa ????&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/4666835560758504377-10400117389741357?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/10400117389741357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=10400117389741357' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/10400117389741357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/10400117389741357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#10400117389741357' title='Enfermeira joga filha de 8 meses pela janela em Curitiba'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SGpvCPgmqII/AAAAAAAAAZs/8uWQ-G24b5U/s72-c/Choro_000003330639XSmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3935370518863165096</id><published>2008-07-01T09:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:09:01.799-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SGod5hoLnmI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rgEnA2x4j3M/s1600-h/open-shutters-c10289013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218015992378793570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SGod5hoLnmI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rgEnA2x4j3M/s320/open-shutters-c10289013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Janelas da Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Abra a janela do teu coração e deixe a alma arejar! Sabe aquele cheiro de mofo de sonhos que envelheceu e você nem se deu conta? Deixe que o vento leve para longe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Livre-se também do ranço amargo de toda mágoa e do rancor, faça uma boa limpeza na vidraça do coração, garanto que você enxergará melhor a vida lá fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Deixe a luz inundar tudo, apagar as marcas das decepções, as tristezas das derrotas e da mania de sofrer por sofrer e acima de tudo, permita que o sol derreta o gelo da solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Apaixone-se por um sorriso e sorria junto, ilumine as janelinhas dos olhos... Ame a pessoa que o espelho reflete todas as manhãs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Escancare a janela dos desejos e esbanje sonhos, ninguém sonha em vão, e também não é verdade que os sonhos fogem, as pessoas é que desistem, e eles morrem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Desenhe um horizonte além da tua janela, exagere nas cores e... Faça florescer todos os campos que sua vista alcança. Vá além, muito além....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Abra a janela da vida e seja pleno em cada coisa ainda que pareça pequena. Viva com a espontaneidade de uma criança. Debruce na janela e não olhe a vida passar através dela... Viva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Janelas da vida, de Lady Foppa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-3935370518863165096?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3935370518863165096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3935370518863165096' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3935370518863165096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3935370518863165096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3935370518863165096' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SGod5hoLnmI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rgEnA2x4j3M/s72-c/open-shutters-c10289013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3602486553423719873</id><published>2008-06-16T21:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:45:36.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia dos Namorados ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SFcIQHPEX6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/IKAUAZeJv4I/s1600-h/flores.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212644166617816994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SFcIQHPEX6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/IKAUAZeJv4I/s200/flores.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As flores e a borboletinha foram presente do meu amor ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todas as pessoas que passam pelas nossas vidas deixam as suas marcas num ir e vir infinito. As que permanecem... é porque simplesmente doaram os seus corações para entrar em sintonia com as nossas almas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SFcIQZGGQkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/awDJ2xpw1Eo/s1600-h/floreseborb..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212644171412030018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SFcIQZGGQkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/awDJ2xpw1Eo/s200/floreseborb..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esse foi o nosso primeiro dia dos namorados ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-3602486553423719873?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3602486553423719873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3602486553423719873' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3602486553423719873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3602486553423719873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3602486553423719873' title='Dia dos Namorados ...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SFcIQHPEX6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/IKAUAZeJv4I/s72-c/flores.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3937219239825435159</id><published>2008-06-03T20:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:15:37.855-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPedRiDtI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1qJN_3Akcp4/s1600-h/borboleta.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207796666285035218" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPedRiDtI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1qJN_3Akcp4/s200/borboleta.gif" width="443" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPd9RiDsI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BB8nSaCTLA8/s1600-h/anjinho_haloscan.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207796657695100610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPd9RiDsI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BB8nSaCTLA8/s200/anjinho_haloscan.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPd9RiDsI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BB8nSaCTLA8/s1600-h/anjinho_haloscan.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPedRiDtI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1qJN_3Akcp4/s1600-h/borboleta.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPetRiDvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/vGtbYl-A7t0/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207796670580002546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPetRiDvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/vGtbYl-A7t0/s200/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPetRiDuI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kvpTPKGSBqw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207796670580002530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPetRiDuI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kvpTPKGSBqw/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEM COMENTÁRIOS !!!!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPetRiDwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/hLKDD6AnmRU/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207796670580002562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPetRiDwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/hLKDD6AnmRU/s200/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-3937219239825435159?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3937219239825435159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3937219239825435159' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3937219239825435159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3937219239825435159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3937219239825435159' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEXPedRiDtI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1qJN_3Akcp4/s72-c/borboleta.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-4000683159749873391</id><published>2008-06-02T14:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:18:27.173-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Existe uma borboleta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEQpWdRiDrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bHrFLBogWKg/s1600-h/b1_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207332534939160242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEQpWdRiDrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bHrFLBogWKg/s320/b1_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esse texto eu dedico a uma linda borboleta que mudou minha vida para sempre !!!&lt;br /&gt;beijos pra vc borboletinha de luz ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;existe uma borboleta&lt;br /&gt;que é fada, que é bruxa.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que toca&lt;br /&gt;enfeitiça.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que toca vira sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar,&lt;br /&gt;além do meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;existe uma menina,&lt;br /&gt;uma moleca&lt;br /&gt;que sabe ensinar,&lt;br /&gt;cantar e curar.&lt;br /&gt;E ela é tão especial&lt;br /&gt;que faz brotarem flores da mãos&lt;br /&gt;e esperanças de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Acorda-nos dos sonos profundos,&lt;br /&gt;desperta-nos dos pesadelos&lt;br /&gt;e resgata-nos a luz.&lt;br /&gt;Metamorfoseada várias vezes na dor&lt;br /&gt;tem os poderes do amor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;O texto eu copiei da Vivi ( do lindo blog a vida tem sons , o crédito é todo dela )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-4000683159749873391?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/4000683159749873391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=4000683159749873391' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4000683159749873391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4000683159749873391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4000683159749873391' title='Existe uma borboleta...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SEQpWdRiDrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bHrFLBogWKg/s72-c/b1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5069423122320072621</id><published>2008-05-02T22:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:56:41.304-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida continua ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oi pessoal , eu fiquei muito tempo sem aparecer por aqui .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vida é uma surpresa e eu tive uma das grandes , infelizmente minha mãe adoeceu e faleceu em menos de um mes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só eu sei a dor que isso causou , mas eu tb sei que seria muito egoismo quere-la mesmo sabendo que ela ia sofrer se continuasse viva .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;não faz muito tempo eu li no livro " O futuro da Humanidade " a seguinte frase : " O jardineiro do universo sabe qd colher suas mais belas flores " EU SEI QUE AGORA MINHA MAE HABITA UM JARDIM LINDO E QUE O JARDINEIRO CUIDA DELA COMO A MAIS LINDA DE TODAS AS FLORES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois é , a vida é cheia de surpresas e o jardineiro do universo é generoso. Depois de colher a mais bela flor , o jardineiro deixou chegar até mim a mais linda das borboletas , me mostrando que ainda existe cores , brisa , luz e que esse jardim continua habitável&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Existe uma borboleta com asas feitas de luz e o sorriso mais lindo e admirável do universo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SBvGIOPIRYI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ThABkS8t34M/s1600-h/smurfette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195964439664805250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SBvGIOPIRYI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ThABkS8t34M/s320/smurfette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5069423122320072621?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5069423122320072621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5069423122320072621' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5069423122320072621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5069423122320072621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5069423122320072621' title='A vida continua ...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/SBvGIOPIRYI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ThABkS8t34M/s72-c/smurfette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5105032625724069721</id><published>2008-03-31T21:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:08:15.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sou Idiota ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R_F82xHpDkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/dAr_Bs6FTaI/s1600-h/05sakura_nisizao9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184061926420319810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R_F82xHpDkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/dAr_Bs6FTaI/s200/05sakura_nisizao9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hoje reparei um pouco mais na pessoa refletida no espelho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiz uma séria constatação: EU SOU IDIOTA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso mesmo, idiota.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não pense que tenho vergonha disso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nos dias de hoje, ser idiota é privilégio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os idiotas de hoje são aqueles que conseguem sorrir mesmo quando a dor aperta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São aqueles que ainda dizem: "Eu te Amo!" olhando nos olhos, que valorizam abraços e gostam de andar de mãos dadas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiotas são aqueles que crêem num sentimento sincero, que ainda esperam encontrar um amor perfeito, que escrevem e lêem poesias e que mandam flores.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiotas são românticos, no sentido mais meloso da palavra, mas não se envergonham disso. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São aqueles que se permitem chorar quando a dor machuca, quando o amor se vai ou o filme emociona. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cantam músicas de amor como se fossem hinos, mesmo porque, para seus corações apaixonados realmente são.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiotas são sentimentais. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magoam-se com a menor das brigas e lutam pela reconciliação.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São aqueles que não ligam para o que os outros dizem, eles se dão por completo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiota é aquele que pede desculpa mesmo sem ter errado, que pede licença, que dá bom dia, boa tarde e boa noite. Que pergunta "como vai?", "precisa de alguma coisa?", "tá tudo bem?".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É aquele que não esquece nem do amigo que não dá mais notícias, aquele que lembra da infância e comemora o quanto foi bom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiota é aquele que ri de si próprio, que brinca de descobrir desenho em nuvem, que anda descalço e toma banho de chuva. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que chora por briga de amor, e que a cada briga acha que o mundo acabou, mas que logo perdoa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiota é aquele que, mesmo nesse mundo corrompido, insiste em ser sincero. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que estende a mão pra ajudar quem for, que faz o bem sem olhar a quem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiotas se preocupam, se arrumam e se enfeitam para ver a pessoa amada. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Querem estar sempre belos, nem que seja só pra se olhar no espelho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiotas se divertem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiotas têm amigos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiotas amam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idiotas são felizes."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esse texto lindo eu copiei da amiga Veridiane , o crédito é todo dela . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beijo Vereh , te adoro ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5105032625724069721?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5105032625724069721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5105032625724069721' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5105032625724069721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5105032625724069721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5105032625724069721' title='Eu sou Idiota ...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R_F82xHpDkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/dAr_Bs6FTaI/s72-c/05sakura_nisizao9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3674553011583108719</id><published>2008-03-10T21:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:56:59.695-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kade a Karen ????</title><content type='html'>Karen minha querida passei no teu blog hoje e vi que a pagina foi removida !!!&lt;br /&gt;uma tristeza grande me invadiu . Sera que é isso memso ?? Se for vou sentir muita saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que vc esteja bem e que venha me visitar pra saber que to lendo : "O diário roubado " que vc me indicou .&lt;br /&gt;Nossa a cada página que leio fico mais horrorizada  com tamanha maldade , tamanho preconceito .&lt;br /&gt;beijos amiga , por favor apareça&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-3674553011583108719?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3674553011583108719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3674553011583108719' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3674553011583108719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3674553011583108719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3674553011583108719' title='Kade a Karen ????'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-6285645836076352031</id><published>2008-03-09T21:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:56:44.151-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopi Hari...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R9SGgOkUeMI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/bpF_vYoG47U/s1600-h/eu+e+clau.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175909759979911362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R9SGgOkUeMI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/bpF_vYoG47U/s200/eu+e+clau.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primeiro de março 2008 esse foi o dia em que consegui arrastar minha irma para o Hopi.&lt;br /&gt;Ela ta fazendo RPG e a fisioterapeuta disse " Só não pode ir onde chacoalha " rssssssssss O primeiro lugar que ela foi comigo ? Montanha Russa&lt;br /&gt;Juro por Deus que nao obriguei , só pedi !!! e na segunda feira a fisio colocou o pescoço e a coluna dela no lugar .&lt;br /&gt;Foi realmente muito bom e no final das contas ela disse " vamos outra vez ? "&lt;br /&gt;Maldade maior , foi ela me arrastar pra um tal de "katakumb " onde um um faraó , uma cleopatra e uma mumia seguiam a gente por todo lado , isso sem contar na cara de mal do guia que nos encaminhou ao tal "labirinto egipcio " juro por Deus que se o cara tivesse falado " Pede pra sair " eu tinha sido a primeira a correr. mas ele nao disse isso , disse simplesmente : Não corram , não voltem , nao parem !!!!!!!! kkkkkk Jesus que me defenda , nunca mais volto la .&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito bommmmmmmmmmmmm, um sábado realmente divertido , agradável .&lt;br /&gt;Ter a melhor irmã do mundo da nisso ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-6285645836076352031?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/6285645836076352031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=6285645836076352031' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/6285645836076352031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/6285645836076352031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6285645836076352031' title='Hopi Hari...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R9SGgOkUeMI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/bpF_vYoG47U/s72-c/eu+e+clau.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5631967049275566378</id><published>2008-03-09T21:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:32:42.431-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Emprego Novo</title><content type='html'>Depois de 6 anos eu mudei de empresa.&lt;br /&gt;Não foi assim tao facil , deu um frio na barriga , um medo do futuro , de começar ,medo do desconhecido .&lt;br /&gt;Mas graças a Deus as coisas estao caminhando bem .&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço a todos que me apoiaram , me incentivaram e fizeram oraçoes para que tudo desse certo .&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada Claudia , vc é a melhor irma que Deus podia ter imaginado pra mim ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5631967049275566378?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5631967049275566378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5631967049275566378' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5631967049275566378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5631967049275566378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5631967049275566378' title='Emprego Novo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5875895322210898774</id><published>2008-03-09T20:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:17:12.787-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lições  que a vida nos da...</title><content type='html'>Hoje ouvi a seguinte frase : " Pelo menos te servi pra alguma coisa "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade serviu pra muitas , embora eu nao goste de usar a palavra "servir " acredito que "proporcionar" seja mais adequada . Mas se a pessoa acha que "serviu" só pra isso  não posso fazer nada .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi tb " Todo mundo sofre " , " Ninguem pensa em ninguem , principalmente qd a questão é pessoal " ( ouvir isso foi o mesmo que ouvir " fui indiferente com vc " ) ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É , acho que realmente me preocupo demais  com os outros . desejo demais ser uma boa pessoa , ser agradavel , ser amiga , proporcionar coisas boas . Acho que sou muito oferecida ( pera aí nao pensem mal  rsss ) to sempre oferecendo meu carinho , minha atençao pra todo mundo . Muitas vezes fico  esperando que as pessoas levem meus sentimentos em consideração  e isso geralmente nao acontece ( nem posso obrigar isso a acontecer )&lt;br /&gt;finalmente eu ouvi " Se eu fosse vc  e estivesse magoada como vc diz estar , eu simplesmente viraria minhas costas e deixaria as pessoas que te magoaram pra tras ) Como se fosse facil assim né !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mas no fim das contas , a amizade se quebrou e nunca mais vai colar ; o sentimento pelo jeito se existiu nao era o que foi demonstrado . Não me resta nada a não ser deixar para tras , não que eu ainda quisesse tentar algo , não que eu ainda acreditasse que essa estrada poderia ser compartilhada , mas tb não gosto de deixar nada nem ninguem pelo caminho  . &lt;br /&gt;Sei que vc vai ficar bem , pq nao vai estar só . Sei que vou ficar bem pq não vou mais olhar pra tras ! não vou olhar e pretendo andar rápido ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5875895322210898774?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5875895322210898774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5875895322210898774' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5875895322210898774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5875895322210898774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5875895322210898774' title='Lições  que a vida nos da...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-1706050462173852493</id><published>2008-03-09T19:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:18:31.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DEFICIÊNCIAS - Mario Quintana (escritor gaúcho 30/07/1906  -05/05/1994) .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R9RvfOkUeDI/AAAAAAAAAWI/puJhB7Rx47U/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175884454032603186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R9RvfOkUeDI/AAAAAAAAAWI/puJhB7Rx47U/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Deficiente"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é aquele que não consegue modificar sua vida, aceitando as imposições de outras pessoas ou da sociedade em que vive, sem ter consciência de que é dono do seu destino. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Louco"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é quem não procura ser feliz com o que possui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cego"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é aquele que não vê seu próximo morrer de frio, de fome, de miséria, e só tem olhos para seus míseros problemas e pequenas dores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Surdo"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é aquele que não tem tempo de ouvir um desabafo de um amigo, ou o apelo de um irmão. Pois está sempre apressado para o trabalho e quer garantir seus tostões no fim do mês.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mudo"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é aquele que não consegue falar o que sente e se esconde por trás da máscara da hipocrisia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Paralítico"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é quem não consegue andar na direção daqueles que precisam de sua ajuda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Diabético"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é quem não consegue ser doce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Anão"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é quem não sabe deixar o amor crescer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E, finalmente, a pior das deficiências é ser miserável, pois: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Miseráveis"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; são todos que não conseguem falar com Deus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A amizade é um amor que nunca morre."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A amizade é um amor que nunca morre ????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pode até ser , mas a amizade  adormece e as vezes parece que a pessoa simplesmente se recusa a acordar por mais que a gente a chacoalhe , por mais que a gente grite pra alguem : Eiiiiiiii  eu to aqui , sua amizade é importante pra mim !!!!&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/4666835560758504377-1706050462173852493?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/1706050462173852493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=1706050462173852493' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1706050462173852493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1706050462173852493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1706050462173852493' title='DEFICIÊNCIAS - Mario Quintana (escritor gaúcho 30/07/1906  -05/05/1994) .'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R9RvfOkUeDI/AAAAAAAAAWI/puJhB7Rx47U/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-2556099470101250500</id><published>2008-03-03T21:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:12:29.671-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pessoal to meio sem tempo e sem inspiração tb , mas logo logo eu vou postar umas coisas legais !!&lt;br /&gt;beijos a todos os visitantes !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-2556099470101250500?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/2556099470101250500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=2556099470101250500' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/2556099470101250500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/2556099470101250500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2556099470101250500' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-402039559653282456</id><published>2008-02-25T22:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:23:52.634-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R8NqIj75MmI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8tNknJQwl28/s1600-h/1777219438_1a9bddcc57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171093492469412450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R8NqIj75MmI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8tNknJQwl28/s320/1777219438_1a9bddcc57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saudade imensa do Douglas !!Conversei com ele ontem e chorar foi inevitável Ele é meu Doug , meu cut , meu grande amigo .É dele o sorriso mais lindo e a gargalhada mais gostosa do universo !Deus me permita te encontrar pra poder te abraçar e dizer olhando nos teus olhos , o quanto vc é especial pra mim .Obrigada por tudo . Beijos da sua "zoiudinha "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-402039559653282456?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/402039559653282456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=402039559653282456' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/402039559653282456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/402039559653282456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#402039559653282456' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R8NqIj75MmI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8tNknJQwl28/s72-c/1777219438_1a9bddcc57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-7878715383272903780</id><published>2008-02-25T21:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:36:35.633-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Presente que o amigo Sergio me mandou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R8NeZD75MkI/AAAAAAAAAVs/fOZjtY_Fnfo/s1600-h/Rio_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080581797720642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R8NeZD75MkI/AAAAAAAAAVs/fOZjtY_Fnfo/s320/Rio_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O Sergio tem sempre coisas lindas pra me mostrar . Te amo meu lindo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Felicidade não vem embrulhada&lt;br /&gt;Num belo papel de presente&lt;br /&gt;Com seu Nome, endereço e telefone...&lt;br /&gt;A Felicidade só existe se você a conquistar,&lt;br /&gt;Se lutar por ela, terá a vitória de conquista.&lt;br /&gt;"Não há Vitória se não há luta!!!"&lt;br /&gt;E não há derrota enquanto há vida!&lt;br /&gt;A vida é formada por "Momentos", felizes e tristes;&lt;br /&gt;Mas os tristes só atuam se você permitir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O preço da felicidade é a dor e o sofrimento"&lt;br /&gt;Sua vida não vai ser sempre um mar de rosas;&lt;br /&gt;"Rosas" tem espinhos...&lt;br /&gt;Uma flor tão bela, mas cercada por espinhos...&lt;br /&gt;Assim é a vida...&lt;br /&gt;Tem seus desencantos,&lt;br /&gt;Mas não deixa de ser bela.&lt;br /&gt;A vida está me dando um presente hoje&lt;br /&gt;O presente de estar feliz!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser livre é ter tempo&lt;br /&gt;para as coisas que se&lt;br /&gt;ama, é abraçar, se&lt;br /&gt;entregar, sonhar, recomeçar.&lt;br /&gt;É desenvolver a arte de&lt;br /&gt;pensar e proteger a emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, acima de tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Ser livre é ter um caso de&lt;br /&gt;amor com a própria vida."&lt;br /&gt;(Augusto Cury)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-7878715383272903780?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/7878715383272903780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=7878715383272903780' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7878715383272903780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7878715383272903780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7878715383272903780' title='Presente que o amigo Sergio me mandou'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R8NeZD75MkI/AAAAAAAAAVs/fOZjtY_Fnfo/s72-c/Rio_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-4589052622715526650</id><published>2008-02-23T17:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:43:38.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Faça , fuce , force mas não fique na fossa ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R8CFbT75MjI/AAAAAAAAAVk/WobNkdBmI2Q/s1600-h/aaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170279076475777586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R8CFbT75MjI/AAAAAAAAAVk/WobNkdBmI2Q/s320/aaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"Os meus fantasmasSão incríveis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fantásticos, extraordinários&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se fantasiam de Al Capone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nas noites que tenho medo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De gangsters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abusam de minha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tendência mística&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre que possível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os meus fantasmas tornaram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minha solidão em vício&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E minha solução&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em Status Quo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ai! Meu Deus do Céu!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"Feliz por saber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que só sei, que não sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q quem sabe não fala, não diz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vida, alguma coisa acontece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morte, alguma coisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pode acontecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que o mel é doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É coisa que eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me nego afirmar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas que parece doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isso eu afirmo plenamente" ( Faça , fuce , Force - Raul Seixas ) &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/4666835560758504377-4589052622715526650?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/4589052622715526650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=4589052622715526650' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4589052622715526650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4589052622715526650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4589052622715526650' title='Faça , fuce , force mas não fique na fossa ....'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R8CFbT75MjI/AAAAAAAAAVk/WobNkdBmI2Q/s72-c/aaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-6483538211900368220</id><published>2008-02-23T02:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T02:12:27.011-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oração da amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.animaorkut.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii176/animaorkut/oracao/oracao10.jpg" alt="Gifs - Flash - Fotos e Videos Para seu Orkut" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animaorkut.com" target="_blank"&gt;Gifs, Flash e v&amp;iacute;deos para seu Orkut = &lt;b&gt;www.animaorkut.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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/4666835560758504377-6483538211900368220?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/6483538211900368220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=6483538211900368220' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/6483538211900368220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/6483538211900368220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6483538211900368220' title='Oração da amizade'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii176/animaorkut/oracao/th_oracao10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-1886956914451206134</id><published>2008-02-23T01:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:56:30.289-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.animaorkut.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii176/animaorkut/pensamento/pensamento112.gif" alt="Gifs - Flash - Fotos e Videos Para seu Orkut" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animaorkut.com" target="_blank"&gt;Gifs, Flash e v&amp;iacute;deos para seu Orkut = &lt;b&gt;www.animaorkut.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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/4666835560758504377-1886956914451206134?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/1886956914451206134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=1886956914451206134' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1886956914451206134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1886956914451206134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1886956914451206134' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii176/animaorkut/pensamento/th_pensamento112.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-7897912152400576929</id><published>2008-02-22T19:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:37:12.991-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dica de Livro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79Ocz75MiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/oLuHd0YBqTo/s1600-h/248494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169937154129343010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79Ocz75MiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/oLuHd0YBqTo/s320/248494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A cidade do Sol ( Khaled Hosseini )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cidade do sol é um livro maravilhoso , que conta a emocionante historia de duas mulheres afegãs . Duas vidas que se encontram em determinado momento , dois destinos selados por esse encontro ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor , família , sofrimento , guerra , fome , cumplicidade , amizade e muito mais ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...é o que vc vai encontrar nas páginas desse livro fascinante .&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/4666835560758504377-7897912152400576929?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/7897912152400576929/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=7897912152400576929' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7897912152400576929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7897912152400576929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7897912152400576929' title='Dica de Livro'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79Ocz75MiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/oLuHd0YBqTo/s72-c/248494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5113963539155926089</id><published>2008-02-22T19:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:12:07.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79IWD75MhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/e3w_ZuVyrAY/s1600-h/sombras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169930441095459346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79IWD75MhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/e3w_ZuVyrAY/s320/sombras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recomeça… se puderes, sem angústia e sem pressa e os passos que deres, nesse caminho duro do futuro, dá-os em liberdade, enquanto não alcances não descanses, de nenhum fruto queiras só metade.” - Miguel Torga&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5113963539155926089?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5113963539155926089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5113963539155926089' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5113963539155926089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5113963539155926089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5113963539155926089' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79IWD75MhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/e3w_ZuVyrAY/s72-c/sombras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3998415533090470523</id><published>2008-02-22T18:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:17:14.471-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dica de Música</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79F7T75MfI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Shr_g5l9jco/s1600-h/1777219438_1a9bddcc57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169927782510703090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79F7T75MfI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Shr_g5l9jco/s200/1777219438_1a9bddcc57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa música do Ira é o máximo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fico imaginando os soldados sendo seduzidos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79F7j75MgI/AAAAAAAAAVM/2v-svjJU2sU/s1600-h/bailarina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169927786805670402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79F7j75MgI/AAAAAAAAAVM/2v-svjJU2sU/s200/bailarina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melissa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um capitão Amante da disciplina soube que os soldados do destacamento estavam dançando com uma garota estranha.......e mandou sua ordenança buscar o regimento"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Meilissaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O cabo foi cumprir a ordem de parar. E não parou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quem cai na roda não se lembra mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sargento foi cumprir a ordem de parar. E não parou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quem cai na roda não se lembra mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenente foi cumprir a ordem de parar. E não parou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quem cai na roda não se lembra mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E o capitão pessoalmente foi parar. E não parou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não se lembra mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No coração da mata ela se esconde&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camuflada, selvagem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa adora arte, intriga, política&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E com seus lindos lábios vermelhos seduz o soldado a dançar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa, só meu beijo cala tua boca"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-3998415533090470523?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3998415533090470523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3998415533090470523' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3998415533090470523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3998415533090470523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3998415533090470523' title='Dica de Música'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R79F7T75MfI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Shr_g5l9jco/s72-c/1777219438_1a9bddcc57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-2239988472423452663</id><published>2008-02-20T19:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:25:22.645-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas do Coração ( Raul  Seixas )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7yopj75MeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_LRQ07M_HVM/s1600-h/bae632f0c791c1b2838cbf1e780c923a.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169191904289042914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7yopj75MeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_LRQ07M_HVM/s320/bae632f0c791c1b2838cbf1e780c923a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando o navio finalmente alcançar terra&lt;br /&gt;E o mastro da nossa bandeira se enterrar no chão&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou poder pegar em sua mão&lt;br /&gt;Falar de coisas que eu não disse ainda não&lt;br /&gt;Coisas do Coração&lt;br /&gt;Coisas do Coração&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente se tornar rima perfeita&lt;br /&gt;E assim virarmos de repente uma palavra só&lt;br /&gt;Igual a um nó que nunca se desfaz&lt;br /&gt;Famintos um do outro como canibais&lt;br /&gt;Paixão e nada mais&lt;br /&gt;Paixão e nada mais&lt;br /&gt;Somos a reposta exata do que a gente perguntou&lt;br /&gt;entregues num abraço que sufoca o próprio amor&lt;br /&gt;Cada um de nós é o resultado da união&lt;br /&gt;De duas mãos coladas numa mesma oração&lt;br /&gt;Coisas do Coração&lt;br /&gt;Coisas do Coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-2239988472423452663?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/2239988472423452663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=2239988472423452663' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/2239988472423452663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/2239988472423452663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2239988472423452663' title='Coisas do Coração ( Raul  Seixas )'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7yopj75MeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_LRQ07M_HVM/s72-c/bae632f0c791c1b2838cbf1e780c923a.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3397637390240371159</id><published>2008-02-18T20:15:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:02:17.597-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Alessandra abriu minha caixa de recordações hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7ob1T75MdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/oBLI2Jrkiis/s1600-h/Setem03.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168474125059568082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7ob1T75MdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/oBLI2Jrkiis/s320/Setem03.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Caracaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To no msn com a Le , fazia uns cinco anos que a gente nao se falava ( agora aquela maluca ta no telefone , por isso to aqui escrevendo )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ela ta meio boba com o rumo que minha vida tomou , mas no fundo ela sabe que sou louquinha mas que tenho um coração grandaozão !!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Poxa Le sinto saudade do curso de enfermagem do trabalho e agradeço a Deus por ter encontrado pessoas maravilhosas como vc durante aquele curso .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vou contar hein !!! rssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A melhor coisa do curso era ir com a Le no cinema . um dia fomos ver uma comédia péssima daquelas que nao fazem a gente sorrir muito menos gargalhar , de repente aparece uma cena de um cavalo sentado no meio da rua e a Le destampou a rir que nao parava mais , putzzzzzz isso foi suficiente pra todo mundo que tava na sala cair na gargalhada e pra eu me encolher na cadeira com medo de acharem que eu era maluca tb !!! ( ela ja saiu do msn )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O curso de especialização durou uns 8 meses mas foi suficiente pra muitas peripécias e diversoes . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- O inspetor de alunos gostava tanto de ir na nossa sala que participou do amigo secreto no final do curso e levava rosquinhas pra gente .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- O marido da Virginia de tanto esperar a aula terminar acabou passando do carro pra dentro da sala de aula e no final do curso até participava dos debates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;_Uma vez insistimos em ir num tal barzinho chamado "Salamandra "( sem comentários ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ozeias , Silvana , Mauricio , Virginia , Alessandra e Biruta ( nao queiram saber pq , rss ) esse pessoal era demais .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Le foi muito bom tc com vc hoje , isso me fez voltar no tempo , abrir minha caixinha de emoçoes e recordar uma época de dor e sofrimento ( morte do meu pai ) mas tb uma época feliz , em que eu me divertia enquanto aprendia , época em que conheci pessoas que vao ficar pra sempre ; vc é uma delas !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Acordar cedo , ir pra usina trabalhar , sair do trabalho correndo , nao jantar , andar 70km pra chegar na escola , depois ficar num posto de gasolina esperando o onibus dos estudantes chegar ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;... foi dificil , cansativos ,mas valeu a pena .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&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/4666835560758504377-3397637390240371159?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3397637390240371159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3397637390240371159' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3397637390240371159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3397637390240371159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3397637390240371159' title='A Alessandra abriu minha caixa de recordações hoje'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7ob1T75MdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/oBLI2Jrkiis/s72-c/Setem03.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-6236766903492457454</id><published>2008-02-17T19:29:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T19:47:58.065-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixa a vida me levar ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7i4ij75McI/AAAAAAAAAUs/wSmZP0L_RjQ/s1600-h/escapulario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168083476309160386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7i4ij75McI/AAAAAAAAAUs/wSmZP0L_RjQ/s320/escapulario.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Acabei de chegar da missa. Foi bonita como sempre !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O padre Edson abençoou ( sera que é assim que escreve ) meu escapulario e vim pra casa .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Qd cheguei tinha um pessoal na TV cantando "Deixa a vida me levar "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aí fiquei pensando na missa , na vida e no bem que Deus sempre fez por mim , embora eu nao seja merecedora .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eu to eufórica esses dias , com uma coisa que aconteceu ( qd estiver tudo 100% eu conto aqui ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Deus sempre faz tudo na hora certa , não é necessario se desesperar , tudo acontece qd e como Ele quer e o tempo dele não é o nosso tempo !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Então é acreditar em Deus e deixar a vida levar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Deixa a vida me levar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eu já passei por quase tudo nessa vida&lt;br /&gt;Em matéria de guarida espero ainda minha vez&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que sou de origem pobre&lt;br /&gt;Mas meu coração é nobre, foi assim que Deus me fez&lt;br /&gt;E deixa a vida me levar (vida leva eu)&lt;br /&gt;Deixa a vida me levar (vida leva eu)&lt;br /&gt;Deixa a vida me levar (vida leva eu)&lt;br /&gt;Sou feliz e agradeço por tudo que Deus me deu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só posso levantar as mãos pro céu&lt;br /&gt;Agradecer e ser fiel ao destino que Deus me deu&lt;br /&gt;Se não tenho tudo que preciso&lt;br /&gt;Com o que tenho, vivo&lt;br /&gt;De mansinho, lá vou eu&lt;br /&gt;Se a coisa não sai do jeito que eu quero&lt;br /&gt;Também não me desespero&lt;br /&gt;O negócio é deixar rolar&lt;br /&gt;E aos trancos e barrancos, lá vou eu&lt;br /&gt;E sou feliz e agradeço por tudo que Deus me deu&lt;br /&gt;E deixa a vida me levar (vida leva eu)&lt;br /&gt;Deixa a vida me levar (vida leva eu)&lt;br /&gt;Deixa a vida me levar (vida leva eu)&lt;br /&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/4666835560758504377-6236766903492457454?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/6236766903492457454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=6236766903492457454' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/6236766903492457454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/6236766903492457454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6236766903492457454' title='Deixa a vida me levar ...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7i4ij75McI/AAAAAAAAAUs/wSmZP0L_RjQ/s72-c/escapulario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-2228582773651089508</id><published>2008-02-16T16:17:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T16:25:57.423-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Os dias melhores ja chegaram ( em breve novidades !!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7cp0T75MbI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Cl8I7cuXPMA/s1600-h/nao+deixe.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167645076112355762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7cp0T75MbI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Cl8I7cuXPMA/s320/nao+deixe.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivemos esperando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dias melhores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dias de Paz &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dias a Mais &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dias que não deixaremos para trás&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivemos esperando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O dia em que seremos melhores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melhores no Amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melhores na Dor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melhores em Tudo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivemos esperando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O dia em que seremos para sempre &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Vivemos esperando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dias Melhores pra sempre &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dias Melhores pra sempre :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:) :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-2228582773651089508?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/2228582773651089508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=2228582773651089508' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/2228582773651089508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/2228582773651089508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2228582773651089508' title='Os dias melhores ja chegaram ( em breve novidades !!)'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7cp0T75MbI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Cl8I7cuXPMA/s72-c/nao+deixe.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-2428137368359954742</id><published>2008-02-14T18:33:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T18:36:44.627-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdoar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7SmTj75MaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/VczdwBsSMe4/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166937527494980002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7SmTj75MaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/VczdwBsSMe4/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdoar para que?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O perdão oferece a possibilidade de conseguir liberdade e alívio.&lt;br /&gt;Quando perdoamos e somos perdoados, nossas vidas sempre se transformam. As doces promessas do perdão são mantidas. E começamos uma nova relação conosco e com o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fazer um exercicio: Pare alguns minutos e preste atenção nas emoções que a sugestão de perdoar alguém desperta em você. Permita agora que venha à sua mente uma pessoa que você acha que te fez sofrer. O que você acha de perdoar essa pessoa? O que significa para você perdoá-la? O que você teria que fazer para perdoá-la?&lt;br /&gt;O que é o Perdão?&lt;br /&gt;Perdão é para você e não para o autor da afronta.&lt;br /&gt;Perdão é recuperar seu poder.&lt;br /&gt;Perdão é assumir a responsabilidade por como você se sente.&lt;br /&gt;Perdão pode melhorar sua saúde física e mental.&lt;br /&gt;Perdão é uma escolha.&lt;br /&gt;Perdoar não significa que você deva mudar o seu comportamento. Se eu perdôo um amigo de quem estou afastada, não preciso voltar a ligar para ele a não ser que eu realmente queira.&lt;br /&gt;Para perdoar não é preciso que você comunique verbalmente que a pessoa está perdoada. Talvez as pessoas com quem você esteja mais zangado sejam aquelas que você não pode contatar.&lt;br /&gt;Perdoar só precisa de uma mudança na percepção, outra maneira de ver as pessoas e as circunstâncias que nos causam dor e sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;Perdoar é uma decisão de ver além dos limites da nossa personalidade, é ver além dos medos, neuroses e erros.&lt;br /&gt;Perdoar é um modo de vida que vai nos transformando aos poucos de vítimas indefesas em poderosos e co-criadores da nossa realidade.&lt;br /&gt;O que o Perdão não é:&lt;br /&gt;Perdão não é fechar os olhos para a falta de amabilidade.&lt;br /&gt;Perdão não precisa ser uma experiência religiosa ou sobrenatural.&lt;br /&gt;Perdão não significa se reconciliar com o autor da afronta.&lt;br /&gt;Perdão não significa desistir de ter sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O MINISTÉRIO DA SAÚDE ADVERTE: GUARDAR MÁGOA E RANCOR PREJUDICA A SAÚDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Alguns estudos revelam que:&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas que demonstram mais inclinação ao perdão têm menos problemas de saúde.&lt;br /&gt;O Perdão gera menos estresse.&lt;br /&gt;O Perdão gera menos sintomas físicos.&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas que culpam outras por seus problemas apresentam índices mais altos de doenças cardiovasculares e cânceres.&lt;br /&gt;Até as pessoas que sofreram perdas devastadoras podem aprender a perdoar e a se sentir melhor em termos psicológicos e emocionais.&lt;br /&gt;Auto-Perdão: O maior desafio&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu ver, perdoar a si mesmo é o maior desafio que você irá encontrar, é o processo de aprender a se amar e a se aceitar.&lt;br /&gt;No auto-perdão, costuma haver uma grande resistência pois ele requer uma mudança significativa, uma morte.&lt;br /&gt;Que morte é essa? É um morrer para os velhos hábitos, morrer para a culpa, a vergonha e a auto-crítica. Quantas vezes condicionamos o auto-perdão a circunstâncias diferentes do momento?&lt;br /&gt;Qual autocrítica você terá de abandonar para poder se perdoar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O auto-perdão é um grande nascimento. Permita-se!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-2428137368359954742?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/2428137368359954742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=2428137368359954742' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/2428137368359954742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/2428137368359954742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2428137368359954742' title='Perdoar'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7SmTj75MaI/AAAAAAAAAUc/VczdwBsSMe4/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-1000148195344381662</id><published>2008-02-14T11:49:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T12:06:52.622-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7RK3z75MZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lmdPHm5aXCo/s1600-h/y1pbgDWJ0ZD_U1r7UPWEX9N13OSR9qzwAJYeq7mmRWtg20dx872mEkIArLkM0SYMkxn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166836995195482514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7RK3z75MZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lmdPHm5aXCo/s320/y1pbgDWJ0ZD_U1r7UPWEX9N13OSR9qzwAJYeq7mmRWtg20dx872mEkIArLkM0SYMkxn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Eu te amei por um longo , longo tempo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Eu sei que esse amor é real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Não importa o quanto tenha dado errado,isso não muda o jeito que eu me sinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;E eu não acredito que o tempo vá curar essa ferida da qual estou falando . não há cura para o amor !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( a cor da letra tem um significado todo especial )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-1000148195344381662?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/1000148195344381662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=1000148195344381662' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1000148195344381662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1000148195344381662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1000148195344381662' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7RK3z75MZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lmdPHm5aXCo/s72-c/y1pbgDWJ0ZD_U1r7UPWEX9N13OSR9qzwAJYeq7mmRWtg20dx872mEkIArLkM0SYMkxn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-8056931363810830509</id><published>2008-02-14T08:15:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T08:35:48.410-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7QZKj75MXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/y4GnEjq_Vkg/s1600-h/waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166782341736640882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7QZKj75MXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/y4GnEjq_Vkg/s320/waiting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinto que tem alguma coisa acontecendo na minha vida , uma mudança se aproxima e eu não sei onde isso vai me levar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas vou abraçar essas mudanças e confiar em Deus !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo pode ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se quiser será...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sonho sempre vem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;,Pra quem sonhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo pode ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só basta acreditar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo que tiver que ser, será...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-8056931363810830509?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/8056931363810830509/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=8056931363810830509' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8056931363810830509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8056931363810830509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8056931363810830509' title='Esperança'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7QZKj75MXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/y4GnEjq_Vkg/s72-c/waiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5680805265883051190</id><published>2008-02-13T19:19:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:07:45.681-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dica de Livro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7NqHj75MWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2rxhPJBqs6I/s1600-h/Boy%20Buried%20in%20Book.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166589875662172514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7NqHj75MWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2rxhPJBqs6I/s320/Boy%2520Buried%2520in%2520Book.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A dica de hoje é o livro &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:" O Preço de ser Diferente"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de Monica de Castro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;É um livro espirita mas quem nao é espírita pode ler tranquilo ( eu não sou espirita , li e gostei )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;É uma história bonita que fala sobre o preconceito , amizade , amor fraternidade . É incrível como o preconceito e a imcompreenção destroem famílias , amizades , vidas em construção ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Vale a pena ler e deixo pra vcs dois trechos que achei muito bonitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Só se desvirtua dos ensinamentos de Deus quem não consegue amar . Para mim , a unica lei que é eterna e verdadeira é a lei do amor . A partir daí , tudo o mais é consequencia . Quem ama compreende , ajuda , não critica , nao rouba , não inveja , não mata , não fala mal . E isso , para mim , é o que conta no ser humano .Não importa se homem , ou mulher , hetero ou homossexual , branco ou negro , rico ou pobre . Cada um vive oq ue tem de viver . Vive o que precisa "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Não sinta vergonha de chorar por aqueles que ama . São as lágrimas mais merecidas "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5680805265883051190?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5680805265883051190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5680805265883051190' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5680805265883051190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5680805265883051190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5680805265883051190' title='Dica de Livro'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7NqHj75MWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2rxhPJBqs6I/s72-c/Boy%2520Buried%2520in%2520Book.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-8498463440615663148</id><published>2008-02-12T21:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:20:08.591-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Sandra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7IpmT75MVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/gl10pWuDsTg/s1600-h/bouquetsortnovo2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166237460710633810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7IpmT75MVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/gl10pWuDsTg/s320/bouquetsortnovo2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não tenho com te entregar as flores pessoalmente , mas são pra vc .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinta-as em suas mãos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que Deus te abençoe e retribua tudo de bom que vc tao generosamente fez por mim .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abração ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-8498463440615663148?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/8498463440615663148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=8498463440615663148' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8498463440615663148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8498463440615663148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8498463440615663148' title='Para Sandra'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7IpmT75MVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/gl10pWuDsTg/s72-c/bouquetsortnovo2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5545791983142645439</id><published>2008-02-12T09:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T09:24:39.029-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TUDO VAI MUDAR ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7GB6T75MUI/AAAAAAAAATs/NzP2WGTx9go/s1600-h/sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166053086354551106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7GB6T75MUI/AAAAAAAAATs/NzP2WGTx9go/s320/sol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mais Uma Vez - Renato Russo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas é claro que o sol&lt;br /&gt;Vai voltar amanhã&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez, eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Escuridão já vi pior&lt;br /&gt;De endoidecer gente sã&lt;br /&gt;Espera que o sol já vem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&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 nossa vida como está&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sei que um dia a gente aprende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se você quiser alguém em quem confiar&lt;br /&gt;Confie em si mesmo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem acredita sempre alcança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas é claro que o sol&lt;br /&gt;Vai voltar amanhã&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez, eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Escuridão já vi pior&lt;br /&gt;De endoidecer gente sã&lt;br /&gt;Espera que o sol já vem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nunca deixe que lhe digam&lt;br /&gt;Que não vale a pena Acreditar no sonho que se tem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5545791983142645439?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5545791983142645439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5545791983142645439' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5545791983142645439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5545791983142645439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5545791983142645439' title='TUDO VAI MUDAR ...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7GB6T75MUI/AAAAAAAAATs/NzP2WGTx9go/s72-c/sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-4586577828875715802</id><published>2008-02-11T19:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T19:36:32.675-02:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7C_zD75MRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/mk7kXaJqEHs/s1600-h/A%20luz%20da%20lua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165839656544710930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7C_zD75MRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/mk7kXaJqEHs/s320/A%2520luz%2520da%2520lua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...Mas às vezes, a pior morte é se estar vivo, sem poder demonstrar quem realmente se é...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4666835560758504377-4586577828875715802?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/4586577828875715802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=4586577828875715802' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4586577828875715802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4586577828875715802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4586577828875715802' title='...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7C_zD75MRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/mk7kXaJqEHs/s72-c/A%2520luz%2520da%2520lua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-382714205662681508</id><published>2008-02-11T11:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T11:42:48.454-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexo da alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7BQlj75MPI/AAAAAAAAATA/VIdWfNAI09Y/s1600-h/tree_bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165717378825793778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7BQlj75MPI/AAAAAAAAATA/VIdWfNAI09Y/s320/tree_bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A pressão caiu , 8 x 5 outra vez , as palpitações e a falta de ar continuam . Neuro e cardiologista devidamente marcados , só pra desencargo de consciencia é claro. Pq na realidade o que meu corpo expressa é reflexo da minha alma .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Moral não me ajuda. Sou antagônico nato. Sou uma daquelas pessoas que são feitas para exceções, não para regras ( Oscar Wilde )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para muitas pessoas a felicidade é semelhante a uma bola: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7BQlz75MQI/AAAAAAAAATI/HZyaiYHtsLI/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165717383120761090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7BQlz75MQI/AAAAAAAAATI/HZyaiYHtsLI/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo10.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;querem-na de todo jeito e, quando a possuem, dão-lhe um chute.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Eu olho para dentro de mim, e não me importo com o que as pessoas fazem ou dizem eu me preocupo só com as coisas certas.( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Bob_Marley/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/4666835560758504377-382714205662681508?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/382714205662681508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=382714205662681508' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/382714205662681508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/382714205662681508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#382714205662681508' title='Reflexo da alma'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R7BQlj75MPI/AAAAAAAAATA/VIdWfNAI09Y/s72-c/tree_bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-8612702373140711115</id><published>2008-02-10T22:10:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:55:44.374-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Não tem segredo é só mistério ou não tem mistério é só segredo ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6-azz75MNI/AAAAAAAAASs/HZE5qXscmdw/s1600-h/cleopatra_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165517512522674386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6-azz75MNI/AAAAAAAAASs/HZE5qXscmdw/s320/cleopatra_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lembra que eu tinha prometido escrever sobre vc ? aqui estou eu sem nem saber por onde começar. Acho que pelo começo é mais facil , mas acho que resumir seria melhor . Rsss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra ser bem sincera nem sei bem o que dizer , pq é tudo muito confuso. Mas vamos la , tenho que tentar né ?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu te conheci num momento horrivel da minha vida e ja na nossa primeira conversa vc me fez rir e acabou deixando uma marca registrada só nossa . Por muito tempo , vc me ajudou , me aconselhou , me abriu os olhos . Fez tudo o que uma grande amiga faz ; mas o destino é meio besta as vezes . Lembra quando fui ver J* e vc me mandou um email assim : amiga tomara que de tempo de vc ler isso antes de ir . Vai sim , seja feliz , J* ta te esperando , curta muito, te adoro . Eu sempre coloquei fé em tudo o que vc me dizia e la fui eu ver J* e fiz tudo como vc disse , conclusão : tive um dos melhores momentos da minha vida .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vc diz que tudo tem um pq , e que mesmo que agora a gente nao entenda o que esta acontcendo mais tarde a gente vai compreender. Acho que vc ta certa outra vez. só lamento que as coisas tenham se atropelado um pouco . tem gente que coloca duvidas sobre nossa amizade e chegam a me dizer que vc nunca foi minha amiga ; não quero acreditar  , mas por outro lado acho necessario me afastar um pouco de vc pq estou tranferindo a magua que sinto por outra pessoa pra vc .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O preço que paguei pelo que vivi em tres meses foi caro demais e nao valeu a pena, desmantelar nossa amizade era a ultima coisa que eu queria que acontecesse . Minha vida ta de cabeça pra baixo e as vezes sinto muita vontade de te contar mas me falta coragem , nao que eu tenha medo de vc contar minhas coisas , ou medo de vc fazer algo pra me prejudicar , nao pense isso nunca ; eu simplesmente nao consigo. por mais que hoje eu ja consiga enxergar algo de bom no que aconteceu , infelizmente qd as coisas mudam radicalmente é dificil voltar ao normal facilmente .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por muito tempo vc foi a unica amiga que fez de tudo pra trazer pra minha vida algo que eu queria muito , vc tentou , tentou , tentou , tentou e não conseguiu ; mas por outro lado vc tirou da minha vida algo que eu achava que era bom mas que na verdade nao era pra mim .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J* escreveu pra mim no orkut uma vez e faço de J* as minhas palavras pra vc " Quero que vc seja feliz pq vc foi e sempre será uma pessoa especial , e eu sei que nao vou te perder totalmente pq sempre havera um cantinho pra mim no seu coração , nem que seja bem pequeno "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigada por tudo . Um dia a gente desvenda o mistério que nos uniu !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-8612702373140711115?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/8612702373140711115/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=8612702373140711115' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8612702373140711115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8612702373140711115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8612702373140711115' title='Não tem segredo é só mistério ou não tem mistério é só segredo ???'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6-azz75MNI/AAAAAAAAASs/HZE5qXscmdw/s72-c/cleopatra_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-188374344715165904</id><published>2008-02-10T19:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:53:46.540-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R69yYD75MMI/AAAAAAAAASk/aHy3AfsiHzU/s1600-h/melancolia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165473055316193474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R69yYD75MMI/AAAAAAAAASk/aHy3AfsiHzU/s320/melancolia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nos momentos de raiva cega...&lt;br /&gt;Machucamos as pessoas que mais amamos.&lt;br /&gt;E muitas vezes...&lt;br /&gt;Não podemos curar as feridas que deixamos.&lt;br /&gt;Tente parar e pensar em suas atitudes...&lt;br /&gt;A fim de evitar...&lt;br /&gt;Que os danos sejam irreversíveis.&lt;br /&gt;Poia não há nada pior...&lt;br /&gt;Que o arrependimento e a culpa..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-188374344715165904?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/188374344715165904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=188374344715165904' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/188374344715165904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/188374344715165904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#188374344715165904' title='Reflexão'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R69yYD75MMI/AAAAAAAAASk/aHy3AfsiHzU/s72-c/melancolia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-4508725349764978332</id><published>2008-02-09T13:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T13:51:40.882-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para minha amiga "Ladra"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R63LYT75MKI/AAAAAAAAASQ/SzXs3kENDI0/s1600-h/5992541112ga.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165007966192611490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R63LYT75MKI/AAAAAAAAASQ/SzXs3kENDI0/s320/5992541112ga.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rsss É , realmente a sua atrapalhada troca de apelidos me fez sorrir. Obrigada , eu estava precisando mesmo !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É gratificante ter vc por aqui , obrigada por gostar do meu espaço que acaba sendo o espaço de quem me visita também. Achei lindo o que vc me escreveu sobre a caixa de lembranças; a minha ta sempre aberta e as recordações grudam em mim , chegando mesmo a me ferir , mas como eu disse na outra postagem , eu sou assim , no quero e nao vou mudar . lembranças são importantes demais na minha vida , ainda que me façam chorar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beijinho Ladra de almas e de sorrisos....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-4508725349764978332?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/4508725349764978332/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Não vale a pena guardar a magia de ontem porque hoje é apenas mais uma ilusão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Ju eu te amo a perder de vista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-8230224085205222050?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/8230224085205222050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=8230224085205222050' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8230224085205222050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R62YzT75MJI/AAAAAAAAASI/FZ5X7bQyc4U/s1600-h/pr-lagrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164952354956062866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R62YzT75MJI/AAAAAAAAASI/FZ5X7bQyc4U/s400/pr-lagrima.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poema de Amor nº 20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puedo escrivir los versos más tristes esta noche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escribir, por ejemplo: La noche está estrellada ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y, tirintan , azules, los astros, a lo lejos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y canta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puedo escrivir los versos más tristes esta noche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo la quise , y a veces, ella también me quiso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En las noches como esta la tuve entre mis brazos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la besé tantas veces bajo e lcielo infinito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ella me quiso , a veces yo también la queria.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como não haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puedo escrivir los versos más tristes esta noche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pensar que no la tengo. Sentir que la he perdido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oír la noche inmensa, más inmensa sin ella.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y el verso cae al alma como ao pasto el rocio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me importa que mi amor não pudiera guardala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La noche esta estrellada y ella no está conmigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eso es todo . A lo lejos alguien canta. A lo lejos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi alma no s e contenta con haberla perdido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como para acercala mi mirada la busca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi corazón la busca , y ella no está conmigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos harboles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nosotros, los de entonces , ya no somos los mismos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya no la quiero ,es certo , pero cuanto la quise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De otro . Sera de otro . Como antes de mis besos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Su voz, su cuerpo claro.Sus ojos infinitos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya no la quiero , es certo , pero talvez la quiero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es tan corto el amor , y es tan largo el olvido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque en noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunque esta sea el ultimo dolor que ella me causa,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y estos los ultimos versos que yo le escribo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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)'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R62YzT75MJI/AAAAAAAAASI/FZ5X7bQyc4U/s72-c/pr-lagrima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-7420868303508659941</id><published>2008-02-07T13:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:56:29.538-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mantra ( Nando Reis )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6spisefgpI/AAAAAAAAARo/ONjzeJiAh9w/s1600-h/200510140815099900011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164267073741750930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6spisefgpI/AAAAAAAAARo/ONjzeJiAh9w/s320/200510140815099900011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6spicefgoI/AAAAAAAAARg/dAhu3iW-Ots/s1600-h/st1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164267069446783618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6spicefgoI/AAAAAAAAARg/dAhu3iW-Ots/s320/st1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando não tiver mais nada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem chão, nem escada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escudo ou espada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O seu coraçãoAcordará!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando estiver com tudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lã, cetim, veludo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espada e escudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sua consciência&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adormecerá!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E acordará no mesmo lugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do ar até o arterial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No mesmo lar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No mesmo quintal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da alma ao corpo material...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hari Krishna Hari Krishna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krishna Krishna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hare Hare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hare Rama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hare Rama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rama Rama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hare Hare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando não se têm mais nada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não se perde nada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escudo ou espada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pode ser o que se for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Livre do temor...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hari Krishna Hari Krishna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Krishna Krishna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hare Hare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hare Rama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hare Rama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rama Rama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hare Hare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando se acabou com tudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espada e escudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forma e conteúdo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já então agora dá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para dar amor...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor dará e receberá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do ar, pulmão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da lágrima, sal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor dará e receberá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da luz, visão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do tempo espiral...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor dará e receberá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do braço, mão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da boca, vogal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor dará e receberá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da morte o seu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guia natal..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaadeeeus Dooooor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-7420868303508659941?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/7420868303508659941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=7420868303508659941' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7420868303508659941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7420868303508659941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7420868303508659941' title='Mantra ( Nando Reis )'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6spisefgpI/AAAAAAAAARo/ONjzeJiAh9w/s72-c/200510140815099900011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-7054425779791186788</id><published>2008-02-07T07:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T07:56:46.987-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dica de livro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6rVrsefggI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_V_Zqj_BE9M/s1600-h/livro25.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164174869383840258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6rVrsefggI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_V_Zqj_BE9M/s400/livro25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não faz muito tempo li "A menina que roubava livros " de Marcus Zusak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É uma história muito interessante , daquelas que te prendem e te fazem ler sem parar pra desvendar os acontecimentos. O mais interessante de tudo é que a história é narrada pela morte e quando a morte conta uma história é melhor você parar pra ouvir .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-7054425779791186788?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/7054425779791186788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=7054425779791186788' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7054425779791186788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7054425779791186788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7054425779791186788' title='Dica de livro'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6rVrsefggI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_V_Zqj_BE9M/s72-c/livro25.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3499099324463124545</id><published>2008-02-06T15:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:43:20.566-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Significado do nome Daniela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6nvWsefgfI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VpcvSvPEDv0/s1600-h/enfermagem.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163921620932198898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6nvWsefgfI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VpcvSvPEDv0/s400/enfermagem.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por muito tempo eu não gostei do meu nome , hoje em dia gosto não só do nome mas do apelido também. &lt;strong&gt;" DANISGUELA"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danisguela é bem a minha cara ,rss (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esguelada , espalhafatosa e bricalhona )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"DANIELA "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Siginificado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Forma feminina de Daniel. (hebraico) Deus é meu juiz, (anjo da guarda).&lt;br /&gt;Daniela significa Deus é meu juiz. E revela uma pessoa que age sem se preocupar exageradamente com a opinião dos outros. O importante para ela é estar em paz com sua própria consciência. Espirituosa e empreendedora, tem uma personalidade brilhante e cativa todo mundo.&lt;br /&gt;kkk, to ligada nessas coisas ultimamente . Primeiro foi o horóscopo e agora significado do meu nome . Daqui uns dias vou acabar postando simpatias e mapa astral. Rsssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-3499099324463124545?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3499099324463124545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3499099324463124545' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3499099324463124545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3499099324463124545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3499099324463124545' title='Significado do nome Daniela'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6nvWsefgfI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VpcvSvPEDv0/s72-c/enfermagem.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-595613732430975416</id><published>2008-02-05T12:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T09:37:41.483-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sou taurina !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6mb-cefgbI/AAAAAAAAAPo/M-CZFBQADZU/s1600-h/signos48.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163829944855265714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6mb-cefgbI/AAAAAAAAAPo/M-CZFBQADZU/s400/signos48.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;De repente me deu uma vontadezinha de fuçar o horóscopo e la fui eu ver o que o zodíaco reservava pra mim no dia de hoje ( não foi tão mal assim , rss ) Aí resolvi postar sobre esse signo tão "bonitinho" e ao mesmo tempo tão forte ; emotivo , mas pé no chão ; teimoso mas compreensivo. Eu sou assim , um pouco de tudo desse signo : teimosa, gulosa, possesiva , ciumenta , pé no chão . Mas não tenho muitas coisas atribuidas aos taurinos tambem como por exemplo o apego as coisas materiais e necessidade de muito conforto. É claro que sou diferente dos outros taurinos , com certeza Deus pegou um monte de defeitos e qualidades , um punhado de humor , umas cinco medidas de sensibilidade , um ou dois oceanos de lagrimas , só uma pitadinha de paciencia ; colocou tudo no liquidificador , despejou numa forma loira e bem pequena e disse : Essa é a Danisguela . Não sei o que as outras pessoas pensam do resultado mas Eu e Deus achamos o máximo !! É assim que eu sou e não quero mudar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;**SIGNO TOURO** &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6iA88efgUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DPVXvwq9uWA/s1600-h/touroooo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163518757294801218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6iA88efgUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DPVXvwq9uWA/s400/touroooo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Principal Característica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;estabilidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qualidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;lealdade, persistência&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Defeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;teimosia, conservadorismo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;O segundo signo do zodiíaco representa o MEU. É um MEU ainda meio infantil, psicologicamente.São trabalhadores, embora o planeta regente favoreça a preguiça. Taurinos tem como regente o planeta Vênus, e adoram tudo aquilo que lhes pertence, tudo o que é gostoso, e frequentemente, tudo o que é caro, e de bom gosto. Sâo extremamente arraigados, e difíceis de mudar. Gostam de estabelecer desde cedo seu próprio sistema de valores, e tem um senso incomum de propriedade. Sâo teimosos demais, e raramente seguem conselhos.&lt;strong&gt;Gostam de&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;quebrar a cara sozinhos, mas nunca culpam ninguém.&lt;/strong&gt; Touro é um signo de terra e é difícil para um taurino ter um relacionamento com um signo de água . Como se diz no jargão astrológico, terra com água dá lama. Mas Touro se dá muito bem com os signos de Fogo, porque o Fogo não queima a Terra, e por incrível que pareça, têm um ótimo relacionamento com os signos de ar, embora terra e ar gere poeira….Profissionalmente sentem-se bem em quase todas as áreas, desde que sejam bem sucedidos.Um taurino precisa de dinheiro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Normalmente, o taurino é calmo, mas ele pode ficar furioso, e, quando fica furioso, ele se assemelha a um Touro em sua fúria cega.Taurinos são possessivos, com pessoas, com coisas, com tudo. É de sua natureza ser assim. Lembre-se de que estão aqui para aproveitar a vida, e, portanto, &lt;strong&gt;defendem apaixonadamente aquilo que faz parte de sua realidade.&lt;/strong&gt; Como o animal que os representa, as pessoas desse signo são muito fortes. Elas também tem um componente em sua personalidade muito ligado a natureza e aos instintos. São pessoas sensuais, ligadas ao mundo real. Mesmo os taurinos mais aparentemente 'avoados' têm um lado sólido em sua personalidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Taurinos são teimosos porque não abrem mão facilmente do que têm - opiniões, idéias, conceitos, hábitos. É um signo fiel por natureza. Fiel ao que construiu, fiel ao que vem fazendo, fiel aos seus afetos, ao seu passado, aos seus antepassados. Enfim, fiel! Tem um respeito quase religioso por tudo o que custou trabalho e foi mantido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Touro: a ti Eu dou o poder de transformar a semente em substância. Grande é a tua tarefa, requer paciência; pois tens que terminar tudo o que foi começado, para que as sementes não sejam dispersadas pelo vento. Não deves mudar de idéia no meio do caminho, nem depender dos outros para a execução do que te peço. Para isso, Eu te concedo o Dom da Força. Trata de usá-la sabiamente!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-595613732430975416?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/595613732430975416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=595613732430975416' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/595613732430975416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/595613732430975416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#595613732430975416' title='Eu sou taurina !!!!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6mb-cefgbI/AAAAAAAAAPo/M-CZFBQADZU/s72-c/signos48.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5881987857038919080</id><published>2008-02-04T20:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:52:20.182-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval em Valinhos</title><content type='html'>Tava muito legal , fazia tempo que eu não ia num carnaval tão bom quanto esse .&lt;br /&gt;Bia, Eu , Claudia e Bruna&lt;br /&gt;A Clau era só festa , ela e a Bia eram as mais animadas , eu e Bruna ficamos  mais na nossa , mas aproveitando a folia tambem  .&lt;br /&gt;Espero que todos estejam aproveitando essa festa tão alegre ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6eUEsefgOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/itaVp9TU28Y/s1600-h/carna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163258306183004386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6eUEsefgOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/itaVp9TU28Y/s200/carna.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a canoa não virar olê olê olá&lt;br /&gt;Eu chego lá&lt;br /&gt;Rema rema rema remador&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver depressa o meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Se eu chegar depois do sol raiar&lt;br /&gt;Ela bota outro em meu lugar ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5881987857038919080?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5881987857038919080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5881987857038919080' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5881987857038919080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5881987857038919080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5881987857038919080' title='Carnaval em Valinhos'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6eUEsefgOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/itaVp9TU28Y/s72-c/carna.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-4810966009046550346</id><published>2008-02-01T07:32:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T07:38:39.797-02:00</updated><title type='text'>To indo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6LoAsefgJI/AAAAAAAAANY/nC6ZQgZu9qw/s1600-h/Vamo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161943221556707474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6LoAsefgJI/AAAAAAAAANY/nC6ZQgZu9qw/s320/Vamo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem acredito que vou ficar longe do trabalho amanha !!! Afff não aguento mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To indo pra Campinas hoje  afinal de contas carnaval em Viradouro já era .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então pra quem sempre me visita ( Karen , Camila , Ladra , Mi ... ) e pra quem por ventura aparecer por aqui , um ótimo carnaval .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenham juizo , bebam menos e transem mais ( com camisinha é claro )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6LoOsefgKI/AAAAAAAAANg/ibbqRCXqCNA/s1600-h/detran1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161943462074876066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6LoOsefgKI/AAAAAAAAANg/ibbqRCXqCNA/s320/detran1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-4810966009046550346?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/4810966009046550346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=4810966009046550346' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4810966009046550346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4810966009046550346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4810966009046550346' title='To indo....'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6LoAsefgJI/AAAAAAAAANY/nC6ZQgZu9qw/s72-c/Vamo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-7387465090864073199</id><published>2008-01-31T11:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T07:27:47.440-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus perfumes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HU8sefgGI/AAAAAAAAANA/txUSv705ORY/s1600-h/perfume%20poison%20feminino%20eau%20de%20toilette%20christian%20dior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161640787139592290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HU8sefgGI/AAAAAAAAANA/txUSv705ORY/s200/perfume%2520poison%2520feminino%2520eau%2520de%2520toilette%2520christian%2520dior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HU8sefgHI/AAAAAAAAANI/DPJW3EKmFqY/s1600-h/rubi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161640787139592306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HU8sefgHI/AAAAAAAAANI/DPJW3EKmFqY/s200/rubi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HU88efgII/AAAAAAAAANQ/8Fhf2NaTpIk/s1600-h/img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161640791434559618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HU88efgII/AAAAAAAAANQ/8Fhf2NaTpIk/s200/img.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HTccefgBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hUZD5OobOkA/s1600-h/laguma.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161639133577183250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HTccefgBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/hUZD5OobOkA/s200/laguma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161639142167117858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HTc8efgCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8GaK6NmtZPg/s200/lalo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gente perfume é tudo de bommmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To postando aqui o nome dos que eu uso e recomendo .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1- Laguna ( um luxo , delicioso e não ha quem nao pergunte o que vc ta usando )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2- Laloa ( docinho e não é enjoativo , pro dia a dia é ótimo )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3-Rubylips ( Verão !!!! é refrescante , delicioso )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4- Poison ( Dior simplesmente dispensa comentários . Use 1/2 gota , é suficiente . rss )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5- Óleo trifásico de Castanha da Natura ( não é perfume , mas é tão bom que o perfume pode ser dispensado )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4666835560758504377-7387465090864073199?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/7387465090864073199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=7387465090864073199' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7387465090864073199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7387465090864073199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7387465090864073199' title='Meus perfumes...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6HU8sefgGI/AAAAAAAAANA/txUSv705ORY/s72-c/perfume%2520poison%2520feminino%2520eau%2520de%2520toilette%2520christian%2520dior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-4412133057130116914</id><published>2008-01-31T10:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T10:59:18.613-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhei com meu pai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Que coisa estranha sonhei com meu pai a noite passada( ele ja faleceu ) ,e faz uns dias sonhei com a minha avó que tb ja faleceu . Foi estranho mas pelo menos matei um pouco da saudade. Sonhar com os mortos pra matar saudade , rsss &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aí acordei encucada e fiquei pensando sera que eles estao querendo me buscar ; acabei achando uma explicações para o fato :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sonhar com alguém que morreu e está vivo em seu sonho pode ser uma forma de tentar resolver seus sentimentos para eles. Se sonha com um conhecido que se morreu faz tempo, significa que há algo em sua vida atual ou sua relação atual que se parece a uma faceta da pessoa morta. Sonhar que está vivo um pai falecido ou uma mãe falecida, e se no sonho fala com eles, significa que sente medo por tê-los perdido e procura uma forma de aprender a viver a vida sem eles. Talvez precisa uma oportunidade para despedir-se deles. Se sonha com um familiar ou amigo morto, significa que lhe está sentindo saudades e seu subconsciente tenta reviver experiências que viveu com o ou com ela. Ao tentar seguir normalmente com sua vida diária, estes sonhos com pessoas falecidas representam a única saída que tem para assumir a perda ou a morte de um ser querido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Sonhar com: Morte De um modo geral, sonhar com a morte tem sentido diferente na interpretação. Por exemplo: sonhar com a própria morte é sinal de saúde. Com a morte de outra pessoa, prosperidade para ele. Se a pessoa com quem sonhamos já está morta, paz de espírito para ela. Se há muitos mortos, abundância e fartura. Muita sorte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-4412133057130116914?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/4412133057130116914/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=4412133057130116914' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4412133057130116914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4412133057130116914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4412133057130116914' title='Sonhei com meu pai...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5435310352330302423</id><published>2008-01-30T18:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:08:16.203-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Agradecimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6DnMseff_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/kMOKpaiCqD0/s1600-h/Setem01.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161379378250088434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6DnMseff_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/kMOKpaiCqD0/s320/Setem01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;agradeço de coração as minhas amigas virtuais Karen e Ladra .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karen , por ter me dado alegria de encontrar na leitura uma distração e força , e por me dar a chance de deixar minhas palavras no blog lindinho dela .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladra de tua alma por ter postado tão lindas palavras que acalentaram meu coração !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;obrigada por vcs existirem !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beijinhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5435310352330302423?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5435310352330302423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5435310352330302423' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5435310352330302423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5435310352330302423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5435310352330302423' title='Agradecimento'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6DnMseff_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/kMOKpaiCqD0/s72-c/Setem01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-8645477670291226356</id><published>2008-01-30T12:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T12:15:35.748-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje eu to sofrendo de saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6CGGceff-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/FrFlnyO_a8M/s1600-h/saudades.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161272618248011746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6CGGceff-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/FrFlnyO_a8M/s320/saudades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queria que dias como o de hoje não existissem .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dias em que sofro de saudade ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAUDADE&lt;/span&gt; :Saudade é uma palavra só conhecida em galego-português, descreve a mistura dos sentimentos de perda, distância e amor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diz a lenda que foi cunhada na época dos descobrimentos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; e no Brasil colônia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; esteve muito presente para definir a solidão dos portugueses numa terra estranha, longe de entes queridos. Define, pois, a melancolia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; causada pela lembrança; a mágoa que se sente pela ausência ou desaparecimento de pessoas, coisas, estados ou ações. Provém do latim "solitáte", solidão. Saudade é a sétima palavra mais difícil de ser traduzida&lt;/strong&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/4666835560758504377-8645477670291226356?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/8645477670291226356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=8645477670291226356' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8645477670291226356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8645477670291226356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8645477670291226356' title='Hoje eu to sofrendo de saudade'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R6CGGceff-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/FrFlnyO_a8M/s72-c/saudades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5599145917108636962</id><published>2008-01-29T11:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T11:13:16.768-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Há murmúrios dolentes de segredos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R58mSseff8I/AAAAAAAAALw/WWC91HfkulE/s1600-h/AB089A7.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160885800608432066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R58mSseff8I/AAAAAAAAALw/WWC91HfkulE/s320/AB089A7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Longe de ti são ermos os caminhos&lt;br /&gt;Longe de ti não há luar nem rosas&lt;br /&gt;Longe de ti há noites silenciosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Há dias sem calor, beirais sem ninhos&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos são dois velhos pobrezinhos&lt;br /&gt;Perdidos pelas noites invernosas&lt;br /&gt;Abertos sonham mãos cariciosas&lt;br /&gt;Tuas mãos doces, plenas de carinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Os dias são outonos, choram, choram&lt;br /&gt;Há crisântemos roxos que descoram&lt;br /&gt;Há murmúrios dolentes de segredos&lt;br /&gt;Invoco o nosso sonho, estendo os braços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E é ele, ó meu amor, pelos espaços&lt;br /&gt;Fumo leve que foge entre meus dedos&lt;br /&gt;E é ele, ó meu amor, pelos espaços&lt;br /&gt;Fumo leve que foge entre meus dedos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-5599145917108636962?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5599145917108636962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R58mSseff8I/AAAAAAAAALw/WWC91HfkulE/s72-c/AB089A7.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-1048635316655296078</id><published>2008-01-29T10:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T10:37:46.754-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem dias que a gente se sente um pouco , talvez, menos gente ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R58c78eff6I/AAAAAAAAALg/q9uc2xvWolE/s1600-h/cut3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160875514161758114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R58c78eff6I/AAAAAAAAALg/q9uc2xvWolE/s320/cut3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Todos os dias quando me olho no espelho vejo uma pessoa que não sou eu .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E todos os dias me lembro que não me deixam ser quem eu sou "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R58d3Meff7I/AAAAAAAAALo/QIXpH2_twYs/s1600-h/can15.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160876532069007282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R58d3Meff7I/AAAAAAAAALo/QIXpH2_twYs/s320/can15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4666835560758504377-1048635316655296078?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/1048635316655296078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=1048635316655296078' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-1588200111633971279</id><published>2008-01-28T19:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:07:30.681-02:00</updated><title type='text'>fantástico de ontem ..( ANEURISMA )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R55SCceff1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/7DngHgYv5VM/s1600-h/saude.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160652424970469202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R55SCceff1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/7DngHgYv5VM/s200/saude.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muita gente deve ter visto o que se falou ontem no fantástico sobre aneurisma . Muita gente deve ter ficado com medo , ou preocupado ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estranhamente eu nao me apavorei , digo estranhamente pq minha mãe teve um aneurisma a 21 anos atras . Como vcs podem imaginar naquela época os recursos nao eram os mesmos de hoje , a cirurgia era muito delicada e demorada tb ( se nao me falha a memória foram umas 10 horas de cirurgia ) Como foi explicado na TV o aneurisma pode acontecer com qualquer um e em qualquer idade , é claro que existem fatores que deixam algumas pessoas mais propensas .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o importante é a gente sempre se cuidar e quem tiver casos na família , ou algum sintoma como dor de cabeça frequente ou hieprtensão deve com certeza procurar o neuro e se informar , até pra não ficar com neuras e levar a vida numa boa .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu graças a Deus nunca senti nada estranho e tenho uma boa saúde , mas como ja passei dos trinta e o fator genético não ta me ajudando muito (rsss ) vou acabr procurando um neuro tambem !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhh minha mãe ta ótima , operou eficou 100% com a graça de Deus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se cuidem, mas se cuidem mesmo e não só qd assuntos como esse invadirem a mídia ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beijinhos da danisguela &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-1588200111633971279?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/1588200111633971279/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=1588200111633971279' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1588200111633971279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-7984836909430664788</id><published>2008-01-28T13:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T13:26:28.664-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Felizzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R530AMeffxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VsXiJmT8t4E/s1600-h/cand20.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160549032222752530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R530AMeffxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VsXiJmT8t4E/s320/cand20.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gente tô felizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Yupiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-7984836909430664788?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R530AMeffxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VsXiJmT8t4E/s72-c/cand20.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-8429256632018863009</id><published>2008-01-28T07:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T07:28:13.652-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Segundona chegou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R52gI8effwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/d4HSl1qkYw8/s1600-h/TagBomDia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R52gI8effwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/d4HSl1qkYw8/s320/TagBomDia.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160456823569874690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a todos uma ótima semana !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-8429256632018863009?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/8429256632018863009/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=8429256632018863009' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8429256632018863009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/8429256632018863009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8429256632018863009' title='Segundona 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5zNecefftI/AAAAAAAAAJw/MHTmQjJKML0/s320/chuva.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160225195983601362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-1074881884618830145?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/1074881884618830145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=1074881884618830145' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1074881884618830145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1074881884618830145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1074881884618830145' title='Domingoooo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5zNecefftI/AAAAAAAAAJw/MHTmQjJKML0/s72-c/chuva.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-6873022575701367831</id><published>2008-01-27T16:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T16:25:15.969-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Teto de Vidro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5zMc8effsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yZFAk2P8EsA/s1600-h/BLOGando2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5zMc8effsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yZFAk2P8EsA/s320/BLOGando2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160224070702169794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andei por tantas ruas e lugares&lt;br /&gt;Passei, observando quase tudo&lt;br /&gt;Mudei, o mundo gira num segundo&lt;br /&gt;Busquei, dentro de mim os meus lares&lt;br /&gt;E aí, tantas pessoas querendo sentir&lt;br /&gt;Sangue correndo na veia é bom assim&lt;br /&gt;Se movimenta, tá vivo&lt;br /&gt;Vou Ouvir milhões de vozes gritando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ver quem é capaz&lt;br /&gt;De fechar os olhos e descansar em paz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na frente está o alvo que se arrisca pela linha&lt;br /&gt;Não é tão diferente do que eu já fui um dia&lt;br /&gt;Se vai ficar, se vai passar,não sei&lt;br /&gt;E num piscar de olhos, lembro o tanto que falei&lt;br /&gt;Deixei, calei e até me importei&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tem nada, eu tava mesmo errada&lt;br /&gt;Cada um em seu casulo, em sua direção&lt;br /&gt;Vendo de camarote a novela da vida alheia&lt;br /&gt;Sugerindo soluções, discutindo relações&lt;br /&gt;Bem certos que a verdade cabe na palma da mão&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso não é uma questão de opinião&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso não é uma questão de opinião&lt;br /&gt;Isso é só uma questão de opinião!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-6873022575701367831?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/6873022575701367831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=6873022575701367831' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/6873022575701367831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/6873022575701367831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6873022575701367831' title='Teto de Vidro'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5zMc8effsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/yZFAk2P8EsA/s72-c/BLOGando2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3801443199416213427</id><published>2008-01-26T09:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T10:01:57.011-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O vagabundo ( Engenheiros do Hawaii )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5sgjseffgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xyQi-DcqXE4/s1600-h/1776325795_0d5b9b3881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159753595689598466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5sgjseffgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xyQi-DcqXE4/s320/1776325795_0d5b9b3881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um vagabundo como eu&lt;br /&gt;Que vive a vida a procurar&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que siga o meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;E veja a vida como eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se caminhando eu encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que pensa como eu&lt;br /&gt;Será o fim dessa estrada&lt;br /&gt;E finalmente irei parar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contando os dias,esperarei&lt;br /&gt;E de passo em passo,eu procurarei e acharei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um vagabundo como eu &lt;br /&gt;Também merece ser feliz &lt;br /&gt;Pois eu só quero dessa vida&lt;br /&gt;Ter um amor somente meu&lt;br /&gt;Ter um amor somente meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se caminhando eu encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que pensa como eu&lt;br /&gt;Será o fim dessa estrada&lt;br /&gt;E finalmente irei parar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contando os dias,esperarei&lt;br /&gt;e de passo em passo,procurarei e acharei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um vagabundo como eu também merece ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Pois eu só quero dessa vida&lt;br /&gt;Ter um amor somente meu&lt;br /&gt;Ter um amor somente meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-3801443199416213427?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3801443199416213427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3801443199416213427' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3801443199416213427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3801443199416213427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3801443199416213427' title='O vagabundo ( Engenheiros do Hawaii )'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5sgjseffgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xyQi-DcqXE4/s72-c/1776325795_0d5b9b3881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-512734335634591026</id><published>2008-01-25T11:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T11:52:09.215-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Era Già Tutto Previsto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5npR8efffI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-ixK0d1mkHI/s1600-h/dominarse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159411342630682098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5npR8efffI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-ixK0d1mkHI/s200/dominarse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era già tutto previsto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fin da quando tu ballando mi hai baciato di nascosto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mentre lui che non guardava&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;agli amici raccontava delle cose che sai dire &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;delle cose che sai fare &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nei momenti dell'amore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mentre ti stringevo forte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e tu mi dicevi piano «io non lo amo, io non lo amo» &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era già tutto previsto fino al punto che sapevo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;che oggi tu mi avresti detto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;quelle cose che mi dici &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;che non siamo più felici &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;che io sono troppo buono &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;che per te ci vuole un uomo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;che ti sappia soddisfare &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;che non ti basta solo dare &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma vorresti anche avere nell'amore &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma quale amore &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era già tutto previsto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anche l'uomo che sceglievi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e il sorriso che gli fai &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mentre ti sta portando via&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ho previsto che sarei &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;restato solo in casa mia &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e mi butto sopra il letto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e mi abbraccio il tuo cuscino &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;non ho saputo prevedere &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;solo che però adesso io&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;vorrei morire &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-512734335634591026?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/512734335634591026/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=512734335634591026' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/512734335634591026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/512734335634591026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#512734335634591026' title='Era Già Tutto Previsto'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5npR8efffI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-ixK0d1mkHI/s72-c/dominarse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-4737915741128193998</id><published>2008-01-25T11:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T11:45:06.510-02:00</updated><title type='text'>0,25 mais ceguinha !!!sss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5nlO8effeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Prah72hTMHU/s1600-h/oculos_super_mega_hiper_giros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159406893044563426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5nlO8effeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Prah72hTMHU/s320/oculos_super_mega_hiper_giros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acabei de chagar do oftalmo ( Dr Marcelo , grande pessoa !! ) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ai ai 0,25 de aumento na minha lente !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Affffffffff e ainda falta fazer todos os testes e medidas da tal lente de silicone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então é o seguinte pessoas: se eu pasasr na rua e nao te enxergar : ME DA UM DESCONTOOOOO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-4737915741128193998?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/4737915741128193998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=4737915741128193998' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4737915741128193998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/4737915741128193998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4737915741128193998' title='0,25 mais ceguinha !!!sss'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5nlO8effeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Prah72hTMHU/s72-c/oculos_super_mega_hiper_giros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-1255612484942083533</id><published>2008-01-24T22:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:15:34.236-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa Noite !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5kp_MeffdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/baGysFTBr9I/s1600-h/noite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159201013787229650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5kp_MeffdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/baGysFTBr9I/s320/noite.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soninhoooooooooooooooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vou dormir que amanha tenho oftalmo e se der tempo tenho clínico tb !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ai ai , dor de cabeça e pressão 8x6 . achoq ue a idade ta chegando mesmo !!! Rssss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beijos , até amanha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/4666835560758504377-1255612484942083533?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/1255612484942083533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=1255612484942083533' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1255612484942083533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/1255612484942083533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1255612484942083533' title='Boa Noite !!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5kp_MeffdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/baGysFTBr9I/s72-c/noite.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-7800389279144866262</id><published>2008-01-24T11:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:31:44.934-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponto de Fusão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5iSNMeffaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zu4Po52AHEk/s1600-h/ATgAAAA_5FlsEZQc9TVTyhe4wjFCQPKIJahpM9AOKvNeaYuTEzsX1iPeWCFFuNzzrpesSSapaq2PoxSnufuKzbDI30dfAJtU9VCBpjU8THKxIvuS-wac5GabWAse8Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159034128537976226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5iSNMeffaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zu4Po52AHEk/s320/ATgAAAA_5FlsEZQc9TVTyhe4wjFCQPKIJahpM9AOKvNeaYuTEzsX1iPeWCFFuNzzrpesSSapaq2PoxSnufuKzbDI30dfAJtU9VCBpjU8THKxIvuS-wac5GabWAse8Q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ponto de Fusão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minúsculas partículas.Átomos, íons ,divisão.Repulsão, atração.Fluxos de energia.Pulsação...Pupilas, retinasFantasias...Esferas que viajamPelo o espaço dos sonhosAtmosfera mística...Projeção, pressentimento.Guiando o fluxoDa alma e dos corposSem destino...Mistura de elementos, fluidos .Química entre delírios úmidos .Desejos ácidos que corroem a peleMas não dói... Portais são abertos para encontro secretos marcados na linha de um tempo só nosso, habitantes da noite...Na realidade, estrangeiros...Oniricamente, companheiros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/4666835560758504377-7800389279144866262?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/7800389279144866262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=7800389279144866262' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7800389279144866262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7800389279144866262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7800389279144866262' title='Ponto de Fusão'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5iSNMeffaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zu4Po52AHEk/s72-c/ATgAAAA_5FlsEZQc9TVTyhe4wjFCQPKIJahpM9AOKvNeaYuTEzsX1iPeWCFFuNzzrpesSSapaq2PoxSnufuKzbDI30dfAJtU9VCBpjU8THKxIvuS-wac5GabWAse8Q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-5022868038188771792</id><published>2008-01-23T18:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:54:51.374-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectativa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5eo8MeffWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yzzXEs0o-II/s1600-h/estrada.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158777650270928226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5eo8MeffWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yzzXEs0o-II/s320/estrada.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quem nunca esteve na expectativa de alguma coisa ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hoje eu to assim , cheia de anseios , de expectativa , de esperança .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dividida entre dois desejos ; desejos compeltamente diferentes mas que me proporcionariam imenso prazer . Que caminho seguir , ou melhor , por qual caminho a vida vai me levar ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sou eu pra saber o caminho , afinal a vida sempre me surpreende !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4666835560758504377-5022868038188771792?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/5022868038188771792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=5022868038188771792' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5022868038188771792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/5022868038188771792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5022868038188771792' title='Expectativa'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5eo8MeffWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yzzXEs0o-II/s72-c/estrada.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3154498131812702311</id><published>2008-01-23T08:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:11:58.027-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O que realmente importa !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5cSmseffVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/INCvSv4Gk_o/s1600-h/candy32.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158612354159574354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5cSmseffVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/INCvSv4Gk_o/s400/candy32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Durante muito tempo eu fiquei preocupada com o que os outros achavam a meu respeito. Mas hoje, o que os outros acham de mim muito pouco me importa, porque a minha salvação não depende do que os outros acham de mim, mas do que Deus sabe a meu respeito."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-3154498131812702311?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3154498131812702311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3154498131812702311' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3154498131812702311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3154498131812702311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3154498131812702311' title='O que realmente importa !'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5cSmseffVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/INCvSv4Gk_o/s72-c/candy32.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-3816016729102285051</id><published>2008-01-22T11:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:56:12.135-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bem Vindos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5X1rDGoAuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/65SamJimxgk/s1600-h/ATgAAAATVaeWaozuZ6C9Kawxj1YN67Smg3osSEtqqboiTV60uywrR91ErL-viCh-SLthHgiJgOyhsU9BunB8JUqB-xuxAJtU9VAyOcFFOrz9rlShvmyUinu9cF4h-w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158299068139045602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5X1rDGoAuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/65SamJimxgk/s320/ATgAAAATVaeWaozuZ6C9Kawxj1YN67Smg3osSEtqqboiTV60uywrR91ErL-viCh-SLthHgiJgOyhsU9BunB8JUqB-xuxAJtU9VAyOcFFOrz9rlShvmyUinu9cF4h-w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bem vindos ao meu blog . Esse espaço tambem é de voces !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/4666835560758504377-3816016729102285051?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/3816016729102285051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=3816016729102285051' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3816016729102285051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/3816016729102285051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3816016729102285051' title='Bem Vindos'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5X1rDGoAuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/65SamJimxgk/s72-c/ATgAAAATVaeWaozuZ6C9Kawxj1YN67Smg3osSEtqqboiTV60uywrR91ErL-viCh-SLthHgiJgOyhsU9BunB8JUqB-xuxAJtU9VAyOcFFOrz9rlShvmyUinu9cF4h-w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666835560758504377.post-7377235636649036331</id><published>2008-01-22T10:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T10:40:29.924-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Começando ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5XkLjGoAqI/AAAAAAAAADg/r--jwr0-ZU0/s1600-h/flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158279835275494050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5XkLjGoAqI/AAAAAAAAADg/r--jwr0-ZU0/s200/flor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje é um dia diferente , um pouco triste , mas mesmo assim é um dia especial.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem coisas inevitáveis que acontece na vida da gente , mas o importante é seguir em frente com a certeza de que tudo vai melhorar , afinal de contas o que seria de nós se não tivessemos esperança ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4666835560758504377-7377235636649036331?l=danisguela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/feeds/7377235636649036331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4666835560758504377&amp;postID=7377235636649036331' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7377235636649036331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4666835560758504377/posts/default/7377235636649036331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danisguela.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7377235636649036331' title='Começando ...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03401151067167701565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/S22hFAB-XUI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PZUDwFxFAXg/S220/scrapeenet_moldura_20091012095049nL1K.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3G1ndBzZHQ4/R5XkLjGoAqI/AAAAAAAAADg/r--jwr0-ZU0/s72-c/flor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
