<?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-5515749621722723439</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:21:47.014-07:00</updated><category term='AMIGAS'/><category term='costura'/><category term='texto comico'/><category term='texto'/><category term='começando o blog...'/><category term='TIRINHAS'/><category term='fuxico'/><category term='artesanato'/><category term='LEILÃO ESTRANHO'/><category term='Mãe'/><category term='New song FRESNO'/><category term='flor'/><category term='2010'/><category term='vmb 2008'/><category term='signo'/><category term='música'/><category term='FRESNO DVD'/><category term='poema'/><category term='conflito'/><category term='UNISINOS'/><category term='...Não há como me salvar...'/><category term='texto e vídeos'/><title type='text'>Naiana_lia</title><subtitle type='html'>Um pouco de tudo..., um pouco de mim e de você...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-8224245614616565034</id><published>2010-09-05T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T09:37:59.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Incessante</title><content type='html'>Perturbados, confusos, sofridos e impetuosos, estes são os pensamentos presentes. Não tenho paradeiro, nem porto seguro, destino certo, porem não claro. Muitas esfinges em meu caminho seriam pedregulhos para a aprendizagem? Não sei, mas que faz sofrer ter de aprender da pior forma possível é uma verdade. Verdade esta que se desmascara, lentamente, frente aos olhos e faz o coração sentir aquele abafamento pleno e amortecido.&lt;br /&gt;Sem chão, mesmo enxergando o caminho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-8224245614616565034?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/8224245614616565034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/09/incessante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8224245614616565034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8224245614616565034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/09/incessante.html' title='Incessante'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-1000934969014585908</id><published>2010-09-05T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T09:36:45.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero paz, quero fuga</title><content type='html'>Pessoas me articulam que enfrentar é possível, eu vos digo que é indispensável. As pessoas tentam me persuadir de que nem tudo é tão maligno quanto parece, eu vos escondo os pormenores. Elas me mostram alternativas, eu vos ignoro com a crença nas minhas certas incertezas.&lt;br /&gt;A paz que eu não tenho é a fuga do que preciso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-1000934969014585908?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/1000934969014585908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/09/quero-paz-quero-fuga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/1000934969014585908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/1000934969014585908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/09/quero-paz-quero-fuga.html' title='Quero paz, quero fuga'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-7093317469645425657</id><published>2010-09-05T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T09:35:12.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>O NADA E O NINGUÉM</title><content type='html'>O ninguém me faz pensar espontaneamente em solidão. A solidão dos que andam pelas noites de isolamento, procurando incessantemente dar sentido ao que percebem como fidedigno. Na vida dos que vagam pelas encruzilhadas remanescentes a busca é por aventuras datadas de compaixão e riquezas, mas elas, somente elas podem concluir o fatídico final a que estão resignados. &lt;br /&gt;A noite lhes é companheira e o amanhecer lhes separa do nada, trazendo à tona as vivências alheias, envoltos no que os demais estão realizando, elas se atém em viver o que não lhes pertencem, sucumbindo a ausência.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-7093317469645425657?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/7093317469645425657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-nada-e-o-ninguem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7093317469645425657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7093317469645425657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-nada-e-o-ninguem.html' title='O NADA E O NINGUÉM'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-4224873343341317488</id><published>2010-09-05T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T09:11:22.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Non vogliono</title><content type='html'>Eu até poderia ser sua amiga, mas qual seria a graça se o que me anima é o fato de que eu só posso ser eu com você, se o que me completa está em você e o que se manifesta entre nós e unívoco?&lt;br /&gt;Eu até poderia tentar deixar de te querer, de não pensar em teus passos a cada minuto de silencio meu. Nem antes de dormir eu desfaço em mim a tua face que por vezes se recobre da verdade, tua voz me evoca as emoções que nunca serão adormecidos. É uma avalanche.&lt;br /&gt;Eu até poderia, mas não quero, eu não vou. Em tempo algum me veras desistir e, secretamente será então, que eu irei vivenciar o que jamais você saberá, pois jamais terás o que realmente pensa sobrepujar. Não quero que tu possas prever, não quero que tu possas admitir. È il mio cuore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-4224873343341317488?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/4224873343341317488/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/09/non-vogliono.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4224873343341317488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4224873343341317488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/09/non-vogliono.html' title='Non vogliono'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-1326413158672222026</id><published>2010-07-14T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:24:52.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Mercúrio</title><content type='html'>Se tu achas que me conhece, sinto muito amor, nem mesmo o céu é capaz de saber o que se passa no vácuo persistente em meu peito latente. Se as estrelas vibrassem e cantarolassem a música áurea que circundo o universo talvez eu pudesse entender o que se passa envolto aos meus pensamentos. Ou quem sabe seja esse o problema, o fato de o céu não se encontrar com a terra? Haveria mais motivos para tantos questionamentos e anseios guardados naquele que chora perdido em meio ao precipício? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não faço ideia do que tu pensas acerca de cometas em queda, de tanta seca ao solo e de tanto tempo desperdiçado. Não quero entender o que se passa ao leito do rio que deságua no mar ou das sementes que germinam a bela rosa azul perfumada...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com que objetivos eu me paro a pensar o motivo pelo qual tu te unes a mim nessa dança surpreendentemente carnal e longínqua, em que dois corpos são menores que os astros ou que as raízes que te envolvem em sentimentos vagos e perenes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero saber, não preciso mais questionar e espero de você que não cobres muito de ti, tampouco de mim. Eu igualmente farei, afinal, és insignificante perante Mercúrio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-1326413158672222026?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/1326413158672222026/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/07/mercurio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/1326413158672222026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/1326413158672222026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/07/mercurio.html' title='Mercúrio'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-5812372844010227765</id><published>2010-04-05T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:03:09.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>1. Simetria</title><content type='html'>1.1. A tendência minuciosa à perfeição. &lt;br /&gt;Ninguém sabe como se iniciou a eterna busca pela perfeição dos sentimentos, daqueles que são puros e inegociáveis, dos que brotam do peito sem pedir sequer licença. Não lhes damos passaporte, não lhes atribuímos visto, mesmo sabendo da necessidade de mostrá-los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não pense que só falo dos sentimentos bons, positivos, valorosos, mas também falo dos que nos torturam, ferem e matam. Aqueles que, por muitas vezes, nos envergonhamos, aqueles que cerramos por detrás das grades e nem em dias de visita pensamos em deixá-los se revelar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos sem princípios, aos desordenados, a vergonha faz cair a máscara e se revela perene, inerte e virtuoso, mas nós o recriminamos certo de que tais sentimentos têm de ser submergidos por aqueles outros. Os vilões e os mocinhos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor X ódio, por exemplo. O primeiro prevalece ao segundo, mas  por vezes ambos se vêem em igual proporção... Uma balança de iguais medidas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não sou a favor dessa simetria inarmônica do ódio + amor, mas interrompo e penso se de fato, nós humanos, separamos, criamos uma linha imaginária que separe o bom do mau, o certo do errado, o provável e o improvável...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, eu não sei!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na dúvida, deixa prevalecer o amor!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-5812372844010227765?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/5812372844010227765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/04/1-simetria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/5812372844010227765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/5812372844010227765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/04/1-simetria.html' title='1. Simetria'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-4467329547014387849</id><published>2010-03-29T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:55:07.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Pré – noite, pós pensamentos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Eu realmente amaria poder gravar meus pensamentos líricos, esses que me atormentam antes de dormir. É quase divino o que aflora em mim antes de dormir, mas quase entregue ao sono eu não me atento a acuidade deles e em sua, parcial, total perfeição. São tamanhos e tão diversos que eu até penso que nem são meus estes pensamentos. Eles se perdem nas preocupações dos dias, na ânsia de resolver aquilo que de prático move minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tenho medo de perder o que eu não tenho, por assim dizer, eu não temo deixar dimanar o que me move nestes exatos minutos de criação, de exploração das palavras, da incidência dos sentimentos. Não me preocupo, pois a noite sempre regressa, os dias vão, e em algum outro dia, estarei aqui, entregue aquelas que me graduam, nestas que me arrebatam, nas palavras, as belas e admiráveis palavras.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naiana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-4467329547014387849?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/4467329547014387849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/03/pre-noite-pos-pensamentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4467329547014387849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4467329547014387849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/03/pre-noite-pos-pensamentos.html' title='Pré – noite, pós pensamentos.'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-7142356648484708408</id><published>2010-03-29T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:07:19.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Abstrusas palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/S7FMv1iy69I/AAAAAAAAAM8/Y_QiuInOfoE/s1600/tumblr_kts5mdUggM1qantfuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/S7FMv1iy69I/AAAAAAAAAM8/Y_QiuInOfoE/s320/tumblr_kts5mdUggM1qantfuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454225008432966610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu tenho esses rompantes de querer dizer tudo, mas no exato momento me esquivam as palavras, essas que me são suntuosas, familiares, inerentes, que brigam em minha cabeça, a procura de um salto ao infinito...&lt;br /&gt;Perco-me em pensamento só pela pretensão de arriscar descobrir o que se passa em minha mente. Na estuação de resolver minha própria essência as palavras transgridem qualquer impedimento, e navegam por entre aqueles que me são desejos e devaneios, assim me perco, em palavras abstrusas, cheias de sentimentos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me by me.&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-7142356648484708408?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/7142356648484708408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/03/abstrusas-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7142356648484708408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7142356648484708408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/03/abstrusas-palavras.html' title='Abstrusas palavras'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/S7FMv1iy69I/AAAAAAAAAM8/Y_QiuInOfoE/s72-c/tumblr_kts5mdUggM1qantfuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-4944859483940756072</id><published>2010-03-29T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:37:02.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Não dou vazão pra três</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me venha com essa conversa de que dois é bom, pois eu já sei que três é demais. Eu já sei que tudo pode ser nada e que tuas indecisões na verdade são as minhas, mas tu me poupas de ouvi-las ou dizê-las pela dependência recíproca que tens comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Poupa-me o tormento, não existe vazão pra três, não haveria esta possibilidade, não pra ti, mas quem sabe para mim... não venha tentar me entender, nem mesmo eu sei o que dizer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por minha mente NADA brilhante!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-4944859483940756072?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/4944859483940756072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/03/nao-dou-vazao-pra-tres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4944859483940756072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4944859483940756072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/03/nao-dou-vazao-pra-tres.html' title='Não dou vazão pra três'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-3108492882893416832</id><published>2010-03-29T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:27:42.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>HINO</title><content type='html'>Em devaneios de meu destino, &lt;br /&gt;eu vislumbro, meio que perdido,&lt;br /&gt; o desejo de te ter comigo em todos os sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não havendo cura pro destino,&lt;br /&gt;eu me vejo em desatino,&lt;br /&gt;vejo passando em meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;a esperança de te ter, sorrindo, meu menino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rima pobre de ricas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;By Naiana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-3108492882893416832?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/3108492882893416832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/03/hino.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/3108492882893416832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/3108492882893416832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2010/03/hino.html' title='HINO'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-4499255513726672993</id><published>2009-12-27T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T07:50:42.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><title type='text'>fim de ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeBf0_uSnI/AAAAAAAAALE/Nqc3HQAj28Y/s1600-h/1257518536Yh5Zkd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419943060365527666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeBf0_uSnI/AAAAAAAAALE/Nqc3HQAj28Y/s320/1257518536Yh5Zkd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tempo de reencontrar em si a essência do que é digno e importante!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Refazer o que tem que ser feito&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-4499255513726672993?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/4499255513726672993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/12/fim-de-ano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4499255513726672993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4499255513726672993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/12/fim-de-ano.html' title='fim de ano'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeBf0_uSnI/AAAAAAAAALE/Nqc3HQAj28Y/s72-c/1257518536Yh5Zkd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-8485502572063008041</id><published>2009-07-05T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:55:20.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuxico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artesanato'/><title type='text'>Fuxico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SlE8XgCRESI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kAcSFgkcIQI/s1600-h/Imagem0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355127806354329890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SlE8XgCRESI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kAcSFgkcIQI/s320/Imagem0476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meu novo vício!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Minha amiga Lizi quem me ensinou!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Eu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;fiz&lt;/span&gt; fivelas de cabelo. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bróches&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;móbiles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chaveiros&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amei!!!&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/5515749621722723439-8485502572063008041?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/8485502572063008041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/07/fuxico.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8485502572063008041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8485502572063008041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/07/fuxico.html' title='Fuxico'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SlE8XgCRESI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kAcSFgkcIQI/s72-c/Imagem0476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-5494319031637385852</id><published>2009-06-21T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:42:15.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/Sj628K_daOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FHMXRd7EdSg/s1600-h/poesia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349914552221657314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/Sj628K_daOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FHMXRd7EdSg/s320/poesia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONDE O POEMA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre o nervo e o osso&lt;br /&gt;Entre o eco e o oco&lt;br /&gt;Entre o mais e o pouco&lt;br /&gt;Entre a sombra e o corpo&lt;br /&gt;Entre a voz e o sopro&lt;br /&gt;Entre o mesmo e o outro&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In,Sintonia de cristais, de Maria Esther Maciel&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/5515749621722723439-5494319031637385852?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/5494319031637385852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/onde-o-poema-entre-o-nervo-e-o-osso.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/5494319031637385852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/5494319031637385852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/onde-o-poema-entre-o-nervo-e-o-osso.html' title=''/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/Sj628K_daOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FHMXRd7EdSg/s72-c/poesia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-3234828752722246954</id><published>2009-06-17T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:21:45.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRESNO DVD'/><title type='text'>O OUTRO LADO DA PORTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/Sjl9tGt5T3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/FOs08TSAmD0/s1600-h/1244586669195_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348444246329872242" style="WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/Sjl9tGt5T3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/FOs08TSAmD0/s320/1244586669195_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já nas lojas!!!&lt;/em&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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SITE DA BANDA::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com.br/fresnorock/38561508"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com.br/fresnorock/38561508&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/Sjl7wzfQWxI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_s8TIqO1mW4/s1600-h/1245193889615_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348442110864415506" style="WIDTH: 414px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/Sjl7wzfQWxI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_s8TIqO1mW4/s320/1245193889615_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trailer doDVD: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEzEg1PamWQ" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEzEg1PamWQ&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/Sjl7wzfQWxI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_s8TIqO1mW4/s1600-h/1245193889615_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-3234828752722246954?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/3234828752722246954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-outro-lado-da-porta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/3234828752722246954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/3234828752722246954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-outro-lado-da-porta.html' title='O OUTRO LADO DA PORTA'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/Sjl9tGt5T3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/FOs08TSAmD0/s72-c/1244586669195_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-117763255664540897</id><published>2009-06-14T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:19:31.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Midiatização</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SjW8ROH6vbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ncYpGpFjOIM/s1600-h/3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347387136607436210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SjW8ROH6vbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ncYpGpFjOIM/s320/3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A midiatização, ou processos midiáticos, abarca processos que acontecem mesmo quando não estamos diante da mídia. A midiatização não acontece só quando se está produzindo e se está recebendo informação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Viu, somos totalmente culpados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&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/5515749621722723439-117763255664540897?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/117763255664540897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/midiatizacao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/117763255664540897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/117763255664540897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/midiatizacao.html' title='Midiatização'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SjW8ROH6vbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ncYpGpFjOIM/s72-c/3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-987604556630716600</id><published>2009-06-13T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:06:03.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New song FRESNO'/><title type='text'>Queres??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SjRodaCf6HI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Q0Ui1dLosKI/s1600-h/1244749320633_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347013512010918002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SjRodaCf6HI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Q0Ui1dLosKI/s320/1244749320633_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5515749621722723439-987604556630716600?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/987604556630716600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/queres.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/987604556630716600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/987604556630716600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/queres.html' title='Queres??'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SjRodaCf6HI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Q0Ui1dLosKI/s72-c/1244749320633_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-217503981143288884</id><published>2009-06-13T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:20:01.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SjReCoi0doI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dQhi6xDJVv8/s1600-h/vida.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002056931833474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SjReCoi0doI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dQhi6xDJVv8/s320/vida.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dura realidade, ficar em frente ao pc por semanas pra fazer o relatório de desempenho de estágio...oh vida!!!!&lt;/div&gt;Quero e preciso me formar...Vida cadê vc??!!!hauahuahauah&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/5515749621722723439-217503981143288884?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/217503981143288884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/dura-realidade-ficar-em-frente-ao-pc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/217503981143288884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/217503981143288884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/06/dura-realidade-ficar-em-frente-ao-pc.html' title=''/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SjReCoi0doI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dQhi6xDJVv8/s72-c/vida.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-2086547382456598193</id><published>2009-05-18T18:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:11:15.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto comico'/><title type='text'>Que maldade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/ShIGx0LzKcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VaG9WKUqRp4/s1600-h/nxzerocomics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337335961278949826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/ShIGx0LzKcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VaG9WKUqRp4/s320/nxzerocomics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gente só postei porque é cômico, não tenho nada contra ao Nx Zero, bem pelo contrário, mas como diria meu primo:"-Eles tocam essa música em todo 'Criança Esperança' e 'Show da Virada'!!Não dá mais !!!"hahahahahahahahaahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Coisinhas bizarras são minha única diversão em frente ao pc, enquanto preparo relatórios intermináveis, enquanto aturo as maiores loucuras que a facul pode proporcionar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adeus chatice, vai emboraaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bjus&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/5515749621722723439-2086547382456598193?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/2086547382456598193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/05/que-maldade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2086547382456598193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2086547382456598193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/05/que-maldade.html' title='Que maldade...'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/ShIGx0LzKcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VaG9WKUqRp4/s72-c/nxzerocomics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-8945950071221262425</id><published>2009-05-17T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:05:22.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto e vídeos'/><title type='text'>FRESNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/ShBRQHLwasI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Xcjyo86lD38/s1600-h/1242515197534_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336854895682153154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/ShBRQHLwasI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Xcjyo86lD38/s320/1242515197534_f.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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vídeos da FRESNOno Papolog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://virgula.uol.com.br/ver/video/2009/05/11/3393-estudio-virgula--fresno---stonehenge" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://virgula.uol.com.br/ver/video/2009/05/11/3393-estudio-virgula--fresno---stonehenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://virgula.uol.com.br/ver/video/2009/05/11/3394-estudio-virgula--fresno---redencao" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://virgula.uol.com.br/ver/video/2009/05/11/3394-estudio-virgula--fresno---redencao&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://virgula.uol.com.br/ver/video/2009/05/11/3396-estudio-virgula--fresno---duas-lagrimas" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://virgula.uol.com.br/ver/video/2009/05/11/3396-estudio-virgula--fresno---duas-lagrimas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://virgula.uol.com.br/ver/video/2009/05/11/3399-estudio-virgula--fresno---absolutamente-nada" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://virgula.uol.com.br/ver/video/2009/05/11/3399-estudio-virgula--fresno---absolutamente-nada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AGENDA DE SHOWS:&lt;a href="http://www.fresnorock.com.br/shows/" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://www.fresnorock.com.br/shows/&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/5515749621722723439-8945950071221262425?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/8945950071221262425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/05/fresno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8945950071221262425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8945950071221262425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/05/fresno.html' title='FRESNO'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/ShBRQHLwasI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Xcjyo86lD38/s72-c/1242515197534_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-8408512776476650452</id><published>2009-05-17T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:45:56.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bizarríces da net</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coisa mais lindinha esse casal, só espero que seus filhos não fiquem assim futuramante!!!hahahahahaahahahahahhahahahahaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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É um dia comemorativo para a celebração dos feitos econômicos, políticos e sociais alcançados pela mulher.&lt;br /&gt;A ideia da existência de um dia internacional da mulher foi inicialmente proposta na virada do século XX, durante o rápido processo de industrialização e expansão econômica que levou aos protestos sobre as condições de trabalho. As mulheres empregadas em fábricas de vestuário e indústria têxtil foram protagonistas de um desses protestos em 8 de Março de 1857 em Nova Iorque, em que protestavam sobre as más condições de trabalho e reduzidos salários.&lt;br /&gt;Existem outros acontecimentos que possam provar a tese como o incêndio na fábrica da Triangle Shirtwaist, que também aconteceu em Nova Iorque, em 25 de março de 1911, onde morreram 146 trabalhadoras. Segundo esta versão, 129 trabalhadoras durante um protesto teriam sido trancadas e queimadas vivas. Este evento porém nunca aconteceu e o incêndio da Triangle Shirtwaist continua como o pior incêndio da história de Nova Iorque.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos outros protestos se seguiram nos anos seguintes ao episódio de 8 de Março, destacando-se um outro em 1908, onde 15.000 mulheres marcharam sobre a cidade de Nova Iorque exigindo a redução de horário, melhores salários, e o direito ao voto. Assim, o primeiro Dia Internacional da Mulher observou-se a 28 de Fevereiro de 1909 nos Estados Unidos da América após uma declaração do Partido Socialista da América. Em 1910, a primeira conferência internacional sobre a mulher ocorreu em Copenhaga, dirigida pela Internacional Socialista, e o Dia Internacional da Mulher foi estabelecido. No ano seguinte, esse dia foi celebrado por mais de um milhão de pessoas na Áustria, Dinamarca, Alemanha e Suíça, no dia 19 de Março. No entanto, logo depois, um incêndio na fábrica da Triangle Shirtwaist mataria 140 costureiras; o número elevado de mortes foi atribuído às más condições de segurança do edifício. Além disto, ocorreram também manifestações pela Paz em toda a Europa nas vésperas da Primeira Guerra Mundial.&lt;br /&gt;No Ocidente, o Dia Internacional da Mulher foi comemorado durante as décadas de 1910 e 1920, mas esmoreceu. Foi revitalizado pelo feminismo na década de 1960. Em 1975, designado como o Ano Internacional da Mulher, a Organização das Nações Unidas começou a patrocinar o Dia Internacional da Mulher. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dia_Internacional_da_Mulher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-2262198606344621724?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/2262198606344621724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/03/dia-internacional-da-mulher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2262198606344621724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2262198606344621724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/03/dia-internacional-da-mulher.html' title='DIA INTERNACIONAL DA MULHER'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-4734879048996033348</id><published>2009-03-07T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:21:45.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>pouca' vogal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SbKrHgYQiOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jmjx31V9KzM/s1600-h/pv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310495056062351586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SbKrHgYQiOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jmjx31V9KzM/s320/pv2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pouca Vogal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Humberto Gessinger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pouca vogal&lt;br /&gt;polka tri-legal&lt;br /&gt;meridional&lt;br /&gt;na serra, no vale&lt;br /&gt;oriundi alles blau&lt;br /&gt;samba sem know-how&lt;br /&gt;pouca vogal&lt;br /&gt;muito micuim&lt;br /&gt;tem pinguim no litoral&lt;br /&gt;em pleno carnaval&lt;br /&gt;são imigrantes&lt;br /&gt;com suas consoantes&lt;br /&gt;no táxi que me trouxe até aqui&lt;br /&gt;cantavam dois irmãos&lt;br /&gt;tchau astral estranho deu pra ti&lt;br /&gt;vou pegar o avião&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pouca vogal&lt;br /&gt;clássico grenal&lt;br /&gt;swing esquisito&lt;br /&gt;sem favoritos&lt;br /&gt;em nada igual&lt;br /&gt;nem à páu&lt;br /&gt;viva a diferença&lt;br /&gt;chame de schimier a geléia geral&lt;br /&gt;e o escambau&lt;br /&gt;pouca vogal&lt;br /&gt;ó o auê aí&lt;br /&gt;do táxi que me trouxe até aqui&lt;br /&gt;vi o morro dois irmãos&lt;br /&gt;chega de saudade vou sentir&lt;br /&gt;ouvindo o samba do avião&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o táxi que me trouxe até aqui&lt;br /&gt;passou por Dois Irmãos&lt;br /&gt;tchau astral estranho já cheguei&lt;br /&gt;botei os pés no chão&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-4734879048996033348?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/4734879048996033348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/03/pouca-vogal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4734879048996033348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/4734879048996033348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/03/pouca-vogal.html' title='pouca&apos; vogal'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SbKrHgYQiOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jmjx31V9KzM/s72-c/pv2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-7184664259864987773</id><published>2009-03-07T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:04:24.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALÉM DA TERRA, ALÉM DO CÉU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Além da Terra, além do Céu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;no trampolim do sem-fim das estrelas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;no rastro dos astros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;na magnólia das nebulosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Além, muito além do sistema solar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;até onde alcançam o pensamento e o coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;vamos!vamos conjugaro verbo fundamental essencial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;o verbo transcendente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;acima das gramáticase do medo e da moeda e da política,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;o verbo sempreamar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;o verbo pluriamar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;razão de ser e de viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor: Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-7184664259864987773?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/7184664259864987773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/03/alem-da-terra-alem-do-ceu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7184664259864987773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7184664259864987773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/03/alem-da-terra-alem-do-ceu.html' title='ALÉM DA TERRA, ALÉM DO CÉU'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-2520330454647518560</id><published>2009-03-07T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:55:34.475-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>REvolta!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SbKmHs7j4PI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sxsXbHMe76s/s1600-h/1235951141061_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SbKmHs7j4PI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sxsXbHMe76s/s1600-h/1235951141061_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310489561873506546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SbKmHs7j4PI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sxsXbHMe76s/s320/1235951141061_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The end has no end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the end has no end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The end has no end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the end has no end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The end has no end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the end has no end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The end has no end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the end has no end...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-2520330454647518560?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/2520330454647518560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/03/revolta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2520330454647518560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2520330454647518560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2009/03/revolta.html' title='REvolta!!!'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SbKmHs7j4PI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sxsXbHMe76s/s72-c/1235951141061_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-5654603246514114090</id><published>2008-11-02T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:29:45.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Agradável...</title><content type='html'>Meu dia foi bem bom hoje, até que enfim, pois estava precisando...&lt;br /&gt;Fui pro shopping, em ótima companhia, pra curtir uma sessão se cinema. Vimos "A casa da mãe Joana" e nos matamos de rir... tem cada cena hilária...principalmente as do Paulo Beti, como "coroa de programa"...hahahahaha... quase me matei de rir de ver as cenas eróticas dele... matou uma cliente velhinha e levou uma surra de outra cliente...huahauhauahuaha&lt;br /&gt;Já adianto que o filme é bem sessão da tarde, tirando o quesito "palavrão=filme brasileiro"...hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;O balanço foi possitivo....&lt;br /&gt;*Amanhã a semana começa e eu não estou com a mínima vontade de ir...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINOPSE:Casa da Mãe Joana é uma comédia de Hugo Carvana, que traz um grande elenco numa série de situações inusitadas com uma boa dose de suspense. O filme conta a história de três amigos de longa data que dividem um amplo e velho apartamento de classe média. Com personalidades completamente diferentes, eles só concordam no estilo de vida festivo. Agora, todos serão despejados em breve caso não paguem a hipoteca do apartamento. Quebrados financeiramente, só têm duas opções para resolver o problema: voltar a trabalhar ou participar do golpe a uma joalheria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://globofilmes.globo.com/GloboFilmes/Site/0,,GFF113-5402,00.html" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://globofilmes.globo.com/GloboFilmes/Site/0,,GFF113-5402,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-5654603246514114090?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/5654603246514114090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/11/agradvel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/5654603246514114090'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daqui desse momento&lt;br /&gt;Do meu olhar pra fora&lt;br /&gt;O mundo é só miragem&lt;br /&gt;A sombra do futuro&lt;br /&gt;A sobra do passado&lt;br /&gt;Assombram a paisagem&lt;br /&gt;Quem vai virar o jogo e transformar a perda&lt;br /&gt;Em nossa recompensa&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu olhar pro lado&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero estar cercado só de quem me interessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes é um instante&lt;br /&gt;A tarde faz silêncio&lt;br /&gt;O vento sopra a meu favor&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes eu pressinto e é como uma saudade&lt;br /&gt;De um tempo que ainda não passou&lt;br /&gt;Me traz o teu sossego&lt;br /&gt;Atrasa o meu relógio&lt;br /&gt;Acalma a minha pressa&lt;br /&gt;Me dá sua palavra&lt;br /&gt;Sussurre em meu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Só o que me interessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lógica do vento&lt;br /&gt;O caos do pensamento&lt;br /&gt;A paz na solidão&lt;br /&gt;A órbita do tempo&lt;br /&gt;A pausa do retrato&lt;br /&gt;A voz da intuição&lt;br /&gt;A curva do universo&lt;br /&gt;A fórmula do acaso&lt;br /&gt;O alcance da promessa&lt;br /&gt;O salto do desejo&lt;br /&gt;O agora e o infinito&lt;br /&gt;Só o que me interessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contando os dias pras férias!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contando os anos pra me formar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contando tudo que for necessário pra DESCANÇAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-7473275246947200657?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/7473275246947200657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-que-me-interessa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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DIA DAS CRIANÇAS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SPKE9-CNunI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ku4gnhswOiE/s1600-h/crianÃ§a1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256409915253963378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SPKE9-CNunI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ku4gnhswOiE/s320/crian%C3%A7a1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5515749621722723439-9096982430928818523?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/9096982430928818523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/feliz-dia-das-crianas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-8339996053377904085</id><published>2008-10-03T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:35:02.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SObHYtyBGCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CjutM_rI7Sk/s1600-h/mens+emestrelasjpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253105242794432546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SObHYtyBGCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CjutM_rI7Sk/s320/mens+emestrelasjpeg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5515749621722723439-8339996053377904085?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/8339996053377904085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-vmb-estava-bom-mas-faltou_03.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8339996053377904085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8339996053377904085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-vmb-estava-bom-mas-faltou_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SObHYtyBGCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CjutM_rI7Sk/s72-c/mens+emestrelasjpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-697600765856151506</id><published>2008-10-03T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:39:58.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vmb 2008'/><title type='text'>O Vmb estava bom, mas faltou...</title><content type='html'>O Vmb foi bem legal, o Marcos Mion arrasou... O Marcelo Adnet também representou... Estavam demais!!!&lt;br /&gt;A banda Fresno, infelizmente, não levou nada, mas fez o melhor show da noite!!E o Lucas foi super reconhecido, por Bem Happer e pela Mtv.&lt;br /&gt;Strike levou o merecido prêmio “Revelação”.&lt;br /&gt;Nx Zero arrebentou com a concorrência e levou os três prêmios em que concorria, inclusive o de “Artista do Ano”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quase raxei de rir da banda Bloc Party, que fez um fiasco, rolou playback, o cara caiu do palco e a galera vaiou pra valer...&lt;br /&gt;Outro que matou no ridículo foi o Bonde do Role...credooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;A banda “Nove mil anjos”, do Júnior, foi sem graça... A primeira vez que eu vi o batera aparecer mais que o vocalista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nx Zero consagração:http://www.atarde.com.br/cultura/noticia.jsf?id=975913&lt;br /&gt;Show Fresno e Ch&amp;amp;x: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lC6kPAMJIC0&lt;br /&gt;Furfles Feelings Ao Vivo – Clip: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_VfyzAJfu1M"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_VfyzAJfu1M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc, etc, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano que vem tem mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que vou descansar nesse find...&lt;br /&gt;Beijos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-697600765856151506?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/697600765856151506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-vmb-estava-bom-mas-faltou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/697600765856151506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/697600765856151506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-vmb-estava-bom-mas-faltou.html' title='O Vmb estava bom, mas faltou...'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-2703848085478018188</id><published>2008-10-02T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:20:33.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>VMB.... eu vou ver!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOVQdcs8dnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VN2BEg4qKd0/s1600-h/vmbbbo.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem será que leva mais??&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho meus eleitos... huhuahauhauahuaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou assistir e ver se minhas apostas estão corretas e se a midia realmente manda mensagens subliminares...huahauhauahau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dicas:Fresno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nx Zero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apostas??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tô quase certa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-2703848085478018188?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/2703848085478018188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/vmb-eu-vou-ver_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2703848085478018188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2703848085478018188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/vmb-eu-vou-ver_02.html' title='VMB.... eu vou ver!!'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-654864812111525684</id><published>2008-10-01T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:59:21.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOVSETuqu7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/FS3Pc35pIec/s1600-h/1214790897736_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252694774366518194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOVSETuqu7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/FS3Pc35pIec/s320/1214790897736_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOQpPrP53xI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QV3OiGduoOo/s1600-h/vmbbbo.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/5515749621722723439-654864812111525684?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/654864812111525684/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/vmb-eu-vou-ver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/654864812111525684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/654864812111525684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/10/vmb-eu-vou-ver.html' title='VIDA'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOVSETuqu7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/FS3Pc35pIec/s72-c/1214790897736_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-1098777086071115324</id><published>2008-09-28T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:50:15.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOAmEp3WqVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z7DtEqIQuws/s1600-h/1222628633714_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251239026913356114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOAmEp3WqVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z7DtEqIQuws/s320/1222628633714_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Que a minha vontade de ir embora se transforme na calma e na paz que eu mereço, que essa tensão que me corroe por dentro seja um dia recompensada."&lt;br /&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/5515749621722723439-1098777086071115324?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/1098777086071115324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/que-minha-vontade-de-ir-embora-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/1098777086071115324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/1098777086071115324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/que-minha-vontade-de-ir-embora-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOAmEp3WqVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z7DtEqIQuws/s72-c/1222628633714_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-2838558318278126293</id><published>2008-09-28T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:41:13.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>...profetiza, se puder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOAjrH00bTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fQz6RiSlzHg/s1600-h/naiana+005aaaqq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251236389255933234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SOAjrH00bTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fQz6RiSlzHg/s320/naiana+005aaaqq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;            Não posso deixar de lembrar dos teus olhos se perdendo ao infinito e percebendo que não haveria perigo em estar comigo. Não haveriam abismos e nem mesmo labirintos, apenas o destino diante dos ladrilhos. Você me via sorrindo....Nada pode ser tão urgente ou semelhante a esfera da órbita que circunda meus pensamento e devaneios ao encontro de mim mesma... Estaria eu mentindo ao te avistar ao fim de meu caminho ou eu teria a certeza de que não fora o destino??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Nai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me fui...&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/5515749621722723439-2838558318278126293?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/2838558318278126293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/profetiza-se-puder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-5579717009361694515</id><published>2008-09-28T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:42:58.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SN-WDzGodjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Bkp2K3tXdDo/s1600-h/1214090123606_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251080682539087410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SN-WDzGodjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Bkp2K3tXdDo/s320/1214090123606_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SN-WDzGodjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Bkp2K3tXdDo/s1600-h/1214090123606_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STRIKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;/div&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;div&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;/div&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;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desencane &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Marcelo Mancini / André Maini / Fábio Perez &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Já era nossa história e tua vida mudou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você desapareceu e nunca mais telefonou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pediu pra eu nem voltar aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me ignorou, desprezou minha atenção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Virou o jogo e eu buscando explicação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para aquele outro qualquer te iludir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que eu errei, mas em tudo a gente se completa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No teu quarto, escondido na escada, era a perfeição&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora não se prenda, porque eu mantenho a porta aberta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se o acaso te roubar pra minha direção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Refrão)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desencane! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque eu não vou mudar, não...D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esencane! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não tenho mais conserto e solução&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que eu não sou o ideal, mas você me quer incondicional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se um dia alguém te fizer feliz sou eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a velha insuportável me mandava embora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E quanto mais ela me odeia mais você me adora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sozinha sei que ainda pensa em mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prefere a segurança e o aval da família&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Embaixo do teu olho eu convenci tua filha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O tal largado que você tentou excluir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que eu errei, mas no fundo ele não te completa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Milionário tão fútil que o ego é só pretensão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas sem rancor, me entenda, eu sempre fui a escolha certa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não tenho nada, mas por mim você cai na tentação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Refrão)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desencane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque eu não vou mudar, não...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desencane! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não tenho mais conserto e solução&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que eu não sou o ideal, mas você me quer incondicional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se um dia alguém te fizer feliz sou eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ostentar carro importado e eu nem ligo pra dinheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que ele até se esforça, mas pra ela eu sou perfeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Formado e bem sucedido, mas fui eu que fiz direito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre será o segundo porque dela eu sou o primeiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Refrão)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desencane! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque eu não vou mudar, não...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desencane! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não tenho mais conserto e solução&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que eu não sou o ideal, mas você me quer incondicional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se um dia alguém te fizer feliz sou eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vai se anular num relacionamento que naufragou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se ele é tão bom partido, por que me ligou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se um dia alguém te fizer feliz sou eu&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;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VISITEM:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/bandastrike"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/bandastrike&lt;/a&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;/div&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;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cOoL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SN-WDzGodjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Bkp2K3tXdDo/s1600-h/1214090123606_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-5579717009361694515?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/5579717009361694515/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/strike-desencane-strike-composio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/5579717009361694515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/5579717009361694515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/strike-desencane-strike-composio.html' title=''/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SN-WDzGodjI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Bkp2K3tXdDo/s72-c/1214090123606_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-5526453439732578421</id><published>2008-09-20T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T15:29:36.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNV3LixOVXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7oFeB5NxnUY/s1600-h/farrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248231980965713266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNV3LixOVXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7oFeB5NxnUY/s320/farrap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hino do Rio Grande do Sul&lt;br /&gt;Wilson Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como a aurora precursora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do farol da divindade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi o vinte de setembro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O precursor da liberdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mostramos valor, constância&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nesta ímpia e injusta guerra;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sirvam as nossas façanhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De modelo a toda a terra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas não basta ser livre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ser forte, aguerrido e bravo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O povo que não tem virtude,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Acaba por ser escravo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mostramos valor, constância&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nesta ímpia e injusta guerra;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sirvam as nossas façanhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De modelo a toda a terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-5526453439732578421?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/5526453439732578421/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/hino-do-rio-grande-do-sul-wilson-pain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/5526453439732578421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/5526453439732578421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/hino-do-rio-grande-do-sul-wilson-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNV3LixOVXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7oFeB5NxnUY/s72-c/farrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-664395251034474383</id><published>2008-09-19T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:49:36.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia + ou -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRWPmcqC1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/t_0DMRUgQD4/s1600-h/aaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247914291812240210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRWPmcqC1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/t_0DMRUgQD4/s320/aaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5515749621722723439-664395251034474383?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/664395251034474383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/dia-ou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/664395251034474383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/664395251034474383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/dia-ou.html' title='Dia + ou -'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRWPmcqC1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/t_0DMRUgQD4/s72-c/aaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-7685970813174477580</id><published>2008-09-19T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:35:03.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>Me escapam aos olhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRRB7aGtKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KzJv_u0yfiE/s1600-h/16.56.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247908559362372770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRRB7aGtKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KzJv_u0yfiE/s320/16.56.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Os dias são cada vez mais curtos e muitas coisas têm acontecido de forma tão rápida e intensa que muitas coisas têm me escapado aos olhos. Quando as vejo, já são pegadas, rastros, ou pequenas silhuetas difusas no horizonte eu deixei pra trás."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRRWFPyDKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cVTYLms7TRA/s1600-h/16.56.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247908905600814242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRRWFPyDKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cVTYLms7TRA/s320/16.56.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-7685970813174477580?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/7685970813174477580/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-escapam-aos-olhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7685970813174477580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7685970813174477580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-escapam-aos-olhos.html' title='Me escapam aos olhos...'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRRB7aGtKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KzJv_u0yfiE/s72-c/16.56.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-7870165466113170686</id><published>2008-09-19T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:39:44.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRNV1WrMCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zAzl--aDTvE/s1600-h/22.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247904503288246306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRNV1WrMCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zAzl--aDTvE/s320/22.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se eu sair do seu lado e caminhar para um canto de onde eu possa observar tudo, não se preocupe. Não aconteceu nada. Não comigo. Aconteceu com tudo ao meu redor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desse canto escuro, te observo, estudando a língua dos olhos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&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/5515749621722723439-7870165466113170686?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/7870165466113170686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7870165466113170686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7870165466113170686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRNV1WrMCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zAzl--aDTvE/s72-c/22.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-8314983646966835856</id><published>2008-09-19T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:05:05.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texto'/><title type='text'>CASTELO DE VERSOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há em minha vida um rumo, um norte, de sorte que meus sonhos são planos já traçados. E nos traços que os descrevo escrevo meus versos como um arquiteto inquieto que ergue suas estruturas construo meu castelo de figuras e sigo em frente. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Displicente que sou dispenso, o mestre de obras e com as sobras da argamassa torno parede sólida a fumaça dos sonhos do dia a dia. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E assim faço minha poesia, dos meus planos que são sonhos e não me oponho aos fatos, apenas remodelo-os como criança caprichosa como o espinho prematuro que antecipa a rosa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Mauro Gouvea)&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/5515749621722723439-8314983646966835856?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/8314983646966835856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/castelo-de-versos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8314983646966835856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8314983646966835856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/castelo-de-versos.html' title='CASTELO DE VERSOS'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-2690438661661386650</id><published>2008-09-19T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T07:51:02.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>A melhor parte de mim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRKS36KMfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dXDj_BVFHQY/s1600-h/1220642016319_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247901153899459058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRKS36KMfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dXDj_BVFHQY/s320/1220642016319_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nx Zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Composição: Di Ferrero / Gee Rocha / Fi Ricardo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A melhor parte de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leva o meu caminho até você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isso é o que me deixa mais forte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me faz tão bem, me faz tão bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que perco o medo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E me sinto melhor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já posso enfrenta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todos os meus problemas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois agora sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que quando acabar você vai estar aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu posso ver, posso sentir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que quando tudo acabar será você e eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais uma vez, posso sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A melhor parte de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em no momento certo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu lado bom vai aparecer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me mostrar a coisa certa a fazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me faz tão bem, me faz tão bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que perco o medo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E me sinto melhor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já posso enfrentar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todos os meus problemas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois agora sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que quando acabar você vai estar aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu posso ver, posso sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando tudo acabar será você e eu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais uma vez, posso sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A melhor parte de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A melhor parte de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sua presença já me faz tão bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu não vejo a hora de te ver sorrir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando tudo acabar você vai estar aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E quando tudo acabar você vai estar aqui &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.fotolog.com/nxzero&lt;/div&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/5515749621722723439-2690438661661386650?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/2690438661661386650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/melhor-parte-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2690438661661386650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/2690438661661386650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/melhor-parte-de-mim.html' title='A melhor parte de mim...'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNRKS36KMfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dXDj_BVFHQY/s72-c/1220642016319_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-342350503940901852</id><published>2008-09-18T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:50:01.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Saber voar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saber Voar&lt;br /&gt;Chimarruts&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Circuladô de Fulô&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falar...(falar...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que bom quando é pra ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonhar...(sonhar...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz a vida mais feliz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E as estrelas que não posso tocar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estão tão perto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estão no teu olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cantar...(cantar...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que bom quando é pra ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ver teu sorriso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Também me faz sorrir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh estrela não deixe de brilhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo que tão longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que ela está lá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo que eu não te veja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posso sentir quando pensa em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É como não ver o sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas ter certeza que está la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Transformando a noite em dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristezas em alegrias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E aquilo que era vazio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi embora pra não voltar mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queria saber voar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra lá do alto poder ver você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te ver sorrir te ver sonhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coisas lindas quero te dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se um anjo encontrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu vou pedir pra ele te proteger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh estrela que me faz enxergar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que a vida é linda de viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNLotiZLTlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5-zMeVhr-o0/s1600-h/VOAR1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247512384864210514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNLotiZLTlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5-zMeVhr-o0/s320/VOAR1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.voandopeloar.blogger.com.br/VOAR2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-342350503940901852?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/342350503940901852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/saber-voar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/342350503940901852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/342350503940901852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/saber-voar.html' title='Saber voar'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SNLotiZLTlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5-zMeVhr-o0/s72-c/VOAR1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-6846446976138940854</id><published>2008-09-14T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:34:17.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='signo'/><title type='text'>SAGITÁRIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2btGcegvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XuBZyqZVMgg/s1600-h/card_sagitario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246020340082967282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2btGcegvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XuBZyqZVMgg/s320/card_sagitario.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele chega em casa disposto a pegar uma ducha rápida e uma sessão das dez quando o telefone toca. O sujeito do outro lado da linha nem é assim tão amigo, e menos ainda o camarada que se meteu numa enrascada, o que é o motivo do telefonema: "Lembra do Juca, aquele que joga bilhar às vezes com a gente, bateram no carro dele e fugiram, e ele ligou do orelhão pedindo para eu dar uma força, mas como meu carro está na oficina, queria saber se você pode quebrar o galho".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sagitariano não fica muito satisfeito, mas vai- não seria ele quem iria deixar na mão, a pé, um cara franzino como o tal Juca. Encara a missão, e atravessa a cidade para resgatar o Juca do bilhar - e quando verifica o tamanho do estrago da batida, não se limita a chamar um guincho, mas exige que o Juca (que, a essas alturas, só quer remover o carro e tomar duas aspirinas) passe num tribunal de pequenas causas e peça indenização, já que havia anotado o número da chapa do facínora, e, ora, o Juca tem mais é que fazer valer seus direitos. Não adianta o Juca protestar que está cansado, o tribunal é longe, e, ademais, não há testemunhas, e etc e tal: para um sagitariano, trata-se de uma questão de príncipios. E príncipios são incontornáveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O arqueiro é aquele que estará sempre lembrando-lhe os seus direitos&lt;/strong&gt; - quando não estiver chateando com os seus deveres - e parece ser, igualmente, o único tipo do zodíaco que acredita que a justiça, além de cega, é certeira. Acene com uma causa - política, cientifíca, religiosa, musical - que o sagitário vai disparar feito uma seta em defesa dela, com uma empolgação só equiparável a sua proverbial falta de tato. Alguém faliu porque foi sangrado pelos bancos? O sagitário tentará um novo financiamento. Alguém foi demitido nos últimos cortes da empresa? O sagitário passará um abaixo-assinado entre todos os funcionários da firma, incluindo seu chefe. Alguém na reunião de condomínio protesta porque sua empregada sobe pelo elevador social? Como ele adora escandalizar a galera, vai emudecer os condôminos, declarando "vocês se enganaram, ela é minha namorada". Gozador, franco, inimigo de todo subterfúgio, o arqueiro sempre faz e diz o que pensa, e na maioria das vezes faz e diz sem pensar. É aí que ele leva grandes tombos, despencando direto do Olimpo de seus nobres ideais para uma realidade menos acolhedora. É quando descobre, por exemplo, que o culpado da batida foi o próprio Juca, e por isso ele demonstrava tanta resistência aos tais direitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sagitário, com sua mania de andar sempre de cabeça empinada&lt;/strong&gt;, hipnotizado por metas longínquas, vive tropeçando nos seus próprios pés. Nada grave, porém: ele continuará &lt;strong&gt;otimista, porque nasceu sob o signo de Júpiter, o mais&lt;/strong&gt; mão-aberta dos deuses. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sua sorte, mesmo que tarde, jamais vai falhar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOENÇAS:Pode ter doenças musculares, em especial nas coxas, no nervo ciático, no fêmur e nos quadris. O enrijecimento, tensões musculares e má distribuição sangüínea, além de um fígado sensível, são os pontos fracos deste signo. &lt;strong&gt;Como conseqüência, vem a impossibilidade de se concentrar numa só idéia, de ficar com o corpo quieto, relaxado, e pode nascer uma tendência a excessos alimentares e emocionais. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERAPIAS:São três os distúrbios mais freqüentes num sagitariano: &lt;strong&gt;otimismo incurável, ansiedade crônica e tédio mortal.&lt;/strong&gt; O primeiro pode ser suavizado, embora nunca completamente sanado: recomenda-se cair na real de vez em quando, e aceitar o emprego oferecido, ainda que o salário seja miserável e ofensivo, porque dificilmente ele vai viver do prêmio da Sena, apesar de jogar toda semana. &lt;strong&gt;A ansiedade crônica&lt;/strong&gt; pode ser tratada a base de pílulas de maracujina, litros de suco de maracujá ou gotas homeopáticas calmantes, mas mexer o corpo dá resultados mais rápidos. &lt;strong&gt;Longas caminhadas&lt;/strong&gt; sossegam o sagitariano: passear pela vizinhança ou praticar um cooper diário faz maravilhas, desde que o intrépido arqueiro não teime em andar por locais ermos em horas impróprias sem a companhia de um bom dobberman. Um sagitariano deve dispor de um parque ou quarteirão arborizado próprios para suas andanças, onde, pisoteando o chão por uma hora, possa se libertar de toda ansiedade acumulada no horário comercial. &lt;strong&gt;Quanto ao tedium vitae, a mais grave das afecções que o sagitário pode contrair, o remédio é fácil: basta ele inventar uma nova meta, qualquer uma, aprender a pilotar um Boeing ou ler a obra completa de Krishnamurti. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O arqueiro pode desistir do brevê de piloto um mês antes do exame, e não passar das primeiras vinte páginas do filósofo hindu, mas estará curado no meio do caminho. &lt;strong&gt;Há quem se alarme com os ataques de nervos dos sagitarianos - ocasiões em que eles são pródigos em aplicar aos outros os epítetos "burro" e "incompetente" - e tente enquadrá-los, sugerindo que eles consultem um profissional.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perda de tempo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Arqueiros não param quietos em casa, menos ainda no divã. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E não toleram gente convencida que se acha dona da verdade - entre o dogma do complexo de Édipo e um dogma que o sagitariano acabou de bolar, é óbvio que ele prefere o dele. Assim, se você estiver diante de um típico surto sagiatariano, não discuta. Finja que concorda com tudo, porque ele vai se acalmar em poucos minutos, e então estará pronto para ouvir e concordar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(GRIFOS MEU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Textos de Marília Pacheco Fiorillo e Marylou Simonsen, publicados no livro Use e Abuse do seu Signo, editado pela LP&amp;amp;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.terra.com.br/esoterico/astrologia/seusigno/sagitario.htm"&gt;http://www.terra.com.br/esoterico/astrologia/seusigno/sagitario.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;TE METE ENTAUM????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;MELHOR NÃO, NÉ??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-6846446976138940854?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/6846446976138940854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/sagitrio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/6846446976138940854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/6846446976138940854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/sagitrio.html' title='SAGITÁRIO'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2btGcegvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XuBZyqZVMgg/s72-c/card_sagitario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-6371973960119873194</id><published>2008-09-14T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:15:18.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LEILÃO ESTRANHO'/><title type='text'>LEILÃO ESTRANHO...</title><content type='html'>Quinta, 11 de setembro de 2008, 12h07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Leilão de virgindade gera debate e polêmica na web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma norte-americana de 22 anos está leiloando publicamente sua virgindade para pagar seus estudos. A iniciativa gerou um caloroso debate na &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="SearchKey_Href" onmouseover="CntxLinks.Show('Internet', 'Clique na palavra para saber mais sobre:  Internet ');" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #000; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="CntxLinks.Hide();" href="javascript:CntxLinks.MakeCall("&gt;&lt;em&gt;Internet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; sobre sexo e moralidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A estudante de San Diego, Califórnia, que usa o pseudômino de Natalie Dylan por "motivos de segurança", afirmou que não enfrentou dilemas morais com sua decisão. Mas poucos &lt;a class="SearchKey_Href" onmouseover="CntxLinks.Show('blogueiros', 'Clique na palavra para saber mais sobre:  blogueiros ');" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #000; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="CntxLinks.Hide();" href="javascript:CntxLinks.MakeCall("&gt;blogueiros&lt;/a&gt; a apoiaram e alguns suspeitam de suas intenções.&lt;br /&gt;"Não acho que leiloar minha virgindade irá resolver todos os meus problemas", disse ela no programa de televisão The Insider na quarta-feira. "Mas irá dar alguma estabilidade financeira. Estou pronta para controvérsia, sei o que virá por aí. Estou pronta para isso".&lt;br /&gt;"Vivemos numa sociedade capitalista. Por que eu não posso ganhar com a minha virgindade?", acrescentou. A mulher, que recebeu diploma de graduação em estudos femininos e agora quer fazer um mestrado em terapia familiar e de casal, espera que as ofertas cheguem a US$ 1 milhão.&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;a class="SearchKey_Href" onmouseover="CntxLinks.Show('site', 'Clique na palavra para saber mais sobre:  site ');" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #000; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="CntxLinks.Hide();" href="javascript:CntxLinks.MakeCall("&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; de leilões &lt;a class="SearchKey_Href" onmouseover="CntxLinks.Show('eBay', 'Clique na palavra para saber mais sobre:  eBay ');" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: #000; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="CntxLinks.Hide();" href="javascript:CntxLinks.MakeCall("&gt;eBay&lt;/a&gt; recusou hospedar o leilão, que agora acontecerá num bordel em Nevada, o Moonlite Bunny Ranch, onde a irmã dela trabalha para pagar as dívidas da faculdade. A data do leilão não foi informada.&lt;br /&gt;Numa enxurrada de entrevistas e aparições na mídia, ela admitiu que sua mãe, professora, não concorda com sua decisão, assim como muitas pessoas na Internet. Contudo, há pessoas que a apoiam. Uma delas, não surpreendentemente, é o dono do Moonlite Bunny Ranch, Dennis Hof.&lt;br /&gt;"Acho uma tremenda idéia. Por que perder a virgindade para algum cara no banco de trás do carro quando você pode pagar pela sua educação?", disse ele a repórteres.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reuters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tecnologia.terra.com.br/interna/0,,OI3174909-EI4802,00-Leilao+de+virgindade+gera+debate+e+polemica+na+web.html"&gt;http://tecnologia.terra.com.br/interna/0,,OI3174909-EI4802,00-Leilao+de+virgindade+gera+debate+e+polemica+na+web.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;No mínimo bizarro..., ou será inteligente??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;huahuahauhauhauahuaha&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/5515749621722723439-6371973960119873194?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/6371973960119873194/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/leilo-estranho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/6371973960119873194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/6371973960119873194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/leilo-estranho.html' title='LEILÃO ESTRANHO...'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-834411956420658021</id><published>2008-09-14T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:42:04.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNISINOS'/><title type='text'>UNISINOS</title><content type='html'>OS&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2T0jBNnUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8w40dL7qu7U/s1600-h/uniexclusivo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246011671919304002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2T0jBNnUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8w40dL7qu7U/s320/uniexclusivo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estou muito orgulhosa da minha Universidade!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Até dá um ânimo a mais pra mim que já estou na reta final...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Link permanente para Parabéns! Você acertou na escolha!!!" href="http://unisinos.br/blog/letras/2008/09/09/parabens-voce-acertou-na-escolha/" rel="bookmark"&gt;Parabéns! Você acertou na escolha!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A melhor universidade privada no RS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo avaliação do próprio Ministério da Educação (MEC), a Unisinos está no topo do ranking das particulares gaúchas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto: Lia Luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não resta dúvida: a Unisinos é a melhor universidade privada do Rio Grande do Sul e em toda a região sul. E mais: é a terceira entre as particulares no Brasil. Quem afirma é o próprio Ministério da Educação. Pela primeira vez, o MEC divulgou na tarde de segunda (8/9) um índice classificatório geral de todas as instituições de ensino superior do país, ao contrário da costumeira pontuação separada por cursos oferecidos.&lt;br /&gt;"No ano em que nos dispomos a celebrar nossos 40 anos de existência, esta é a melhor celebração: oferecer educação superior com qualidade acadêmica e inclusão social. Várias gerações de professores e professoras, funcionários, funcionárias merecem o reconhecimento público que faço neste momento. Muito obrigado!", festejou o reitor Marcelo Fernandes de Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;Em valores contínuos de 0 a 500, e em faixas de 1 a 5, o Índice Geral de Cursos foi calculado levando em conta fatores com as notas do Exame Nacional de Desempenho dos Estudantes (Enade), a infra-estrutura e o corpo docente das instituições, assim como a distribuição dos alunos na graduação e na pós-graduação. Além das boas notas no Enade, um dos responsáveis pelo ótimo resultado é o alto conceito fixado pela Capes para os Programas de Pós-Graduação.Com 322 pontos, e índice 4, a Unisinos é a primeira particular da lista no Estado. Na classificação nacional, é a única privada gaúcha a constar da relação das 40 melhores colocadas, ocupando a 38ª posição entre todas as públicas e as privadas listadas. Ao todo, foram avaliadas 173 universidades. “A Unisinos está orgulhosa de figurar em posição tão privilegiada no ranking das melhores universidades brasileiras. É mérito de toda a comunidade acadêmica. Professores, pesquisadores, alunos e equipe de apoio são incansáveis no esforço de oferecer a melhor formação aos nossos alunos”, ressaltou a diretora da Unidade Acadêmica de Pós-Graduação da Unisinos, Ione Bentz. “A Unisinos é relativamente jovem em pesquisa e pós-graduação stricto sensu, mas já integra o seleto grupo das melhores universidades brasileiras”, complementou.&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a terceira indicação de peso que a universidade recebe sobre a qualidade de seu ensino. Primeiro, foi a chuva de estrelas conquistada durante a avaliação do Guia do Estudante da Abril em setembro de 2007. Após, em agosto de 2008, foi a obtenção de nota 4 em quase todos os cursos avaliados no Enade, ocasião em que viu seu curso de Fisioterapia ocupar a pole position no ranking do Estado. “É um reconhecimento para o trabalho desenvolvido dentro da sala de aula. Toda comunidade universitária é responsável por essa conquista”, destacou a diretora da Unidade de Graduação, Paula Caleffi. “Conquistamos esse reconhecimento pela seriedade com que nossos estudantes encararam esses índices externos de avaliação. A dedicação do nosso corpo docente, na graduação e na pós-graduação, merece destaque”, completou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JU&lt;/span&gt; 0&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nline&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;a href="http://www.juonline.com.br/index.php/universidade/09.09.2008/a-melhor-universidade-privada-no-rs/1c42"&gt;http://www.juonline.com.br/index.php/universidade/09.09.2008/a-melhor-universidade-privada-no-rs/1c42&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOG DE LETRAS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://unisinos.br/blog/letras/"&gt;http://unisinos.br/blog/letras/&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/5515749621722723439-834411956420658021?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/834411956420658021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/estou-muito-orgulhosa-da-minha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/834411956420658021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/834411956420658021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/estou-muito-orgulhosa-da-minha.html' title='UNISINOS'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2T0jBNnUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8w40dL7qu7U/s72-c/uniexclusivo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-4797578638564522587</id><published>2008-09-14T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:54:09.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AMIGAS'/><title type='text'>Amigas... na Serra!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2OsAGxBjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wHd4N41W04Y/s1600-h/gramadomelhores+momentos.jpgooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246006027550262834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2OsAGxBjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wHd4N41W04Y/s320/gramadomelhores+momentos.jpgooo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bons momentos ao lado dessas doidas!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AVENTURA NA SERRA GAÚCHA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O fim de semana foi perfeito!!! O passeio pela Serra Gaúcha junto com minhas amigas foi inexplicável!!!&lt;br /&gt;Momentos de alegria, estress, risadas, dúvidas, enfim, ABALAMOS como sempre!!!hahahahahahahahaFoi sem dúvida alguma uma história pra posteridade!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nada do que vivemos juntas é fácil ou simples, e sim sempre muito intenso!!!&lt;br /&gt;Valeu gurias!!!&lt;br /&gt;Foi phoda!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bjus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/naianalia/34945392"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/naianalia/34945392&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doidas de doer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais algumas fotos de momentos "Pérolas" que vivemos durante esse find!!! Relax total!!!&lt;br /&gt;Quase arranquei a máscara da pobre coelha assalariada...hahahahahaha... entornamos esses garrafões, fizemos os habitantes locais esperarem nossos clicks e finalmente curtimos cada momento com uma boa imagem na memória e outra na digital!!!Boa semana!!Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/naianalia/34996185"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/naianalia/34996185&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-4797578638564522587?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/4797578638564522587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/amigas-na-serra.html#comment-form' 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-5515749621722723439.post-8009965249903900947</id><published>2008-09-14T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:56:38.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIRINHAS'/><title type='text'>Tirinhas de humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245996293457711938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="113" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2F1ZyQE0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/yEldHSi3EsE/s320/explosm-br.jpg" width="349" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2Eua61GoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/30ZKboZ_n5g/s1600-h/ch_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245995073991416450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2Eua61GoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/30ZKboZ_n5g/s320/ch_0405.jpg" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2DqYlOCxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gF18XW3dqTM/s1600-h/cyanidehappinesstraduzidas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245993905132800786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2DqYlOCxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gF18XW3dqTM/s320/cyanidehappinesstraduzidas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-8009965249903900947?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/8009965249903900947/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/tirinhas-de-humor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8009965249903900947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/8009965249903900947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/tirinhas-de-humor.html' title='Tirinhas de humor'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SM2F1ZyQE0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/yEldHSi3EsE/s72-c/explosm-br.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-2335489245278081294</id><published>2008-09-13T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:09:09.710-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mãe'/><title type='text'>Minha mãe!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMyn06aiqCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/weLGBEnZ9ZE/s1600-h/eu+e+mae1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245752193455400994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" height="308" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMyn06aiqCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/weLGBEnZ9ZE/s320/eu+e+mae1.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apresento-lhes a minha progenitora!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMyn06aiqCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/weLGBEnZ9ZE/s1600-h/eu+e+mae1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"Quando te dói olhar para atrás e te dá medo olhar adiante, mira para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; a esquerda ou a direita e ali estarei, a teu lado."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Um abraço vale mais do que mil palavras."&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMO VOCÊ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMyn06aiqCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/weLGBEnZ9ZE/s1600-h/eu+e+mae1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMyn06aiqCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/weLGBEnZ9ZE/s72-c/eu+e+mae1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-6656835093958333831</id><published>2008-09-13T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:25:05.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...Não há como me salvar...'/><title type='text'>Fresno_ Europa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMydQDYqdBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wYn6wa9gQj4/s1600-h/1220741158778_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245740565092004882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="217" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMydQDYqdBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wYn6wa9gQj4/s320/1220741158778_f.jpg" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Europa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Beeshop / Esteban / Dínamo / Cúper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando soltei a sua mão&lt;br /&gt;As flores do seu lado&lt;br /&gt;(Serviam &lt;strong&gt;pra te consolar&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagens na televisão&lt;br /&gt;São parte do passado&lt;br /&gt;(De um pesadelo e não há como acordar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perceber que &lt;strong&gt;não há nenhum dia para você&lt;/strong&gt; (recordar)&lt;br /&gt;Que aqui fora só existem lembranças que você vai se (lembrar)&lt;br /&gt;Dos espelhos que sempre mostraram tristeza no seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presa dentro dessa dor&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Sem ninguém pra te ajudar&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Presa nesse corredor&lt;br /&gt;(Desistindo de tentar)&lt;br /&gt;Presa dentro dessa dor&lt;br /&gt;(Não há como te salvar)&lt;br /&gt;Presa onde você for&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me diga o que fazer sozinho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eu não sei)&lt;br /&gt;Sem te seguir nesse caminho&lt;br /&gt;(Que eu trilhei)&lt;br /&gt;Eu prometi um dia te mostrar&lt;br /&gt;Jurei que &lt;strong&gt;iria te levar pra outro lugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como eu vou viver sozinho?&lt;br /&gt;(Eu não sei)&lt;br /&gt;Se me perdi nos teus caminhos&lt;br /&gt;No dia em que você me perdeu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me diga como tudo isso aconteceu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aonde foi que a gente esqueceu?)&lt;br /&gt;(Uh uh uh...)&lt;br /&gt;Presa dentro dessa dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu descobri que também estou..&lt;br /&gt;Preso dentro dessa dor&lt;br /&gt;(Sem ninguém pra me ajudar)&lt;br /&gt;Preso nesse corredor&lt;br /&gt;(Desistindo de tentar)&lt;br /&gt;Preso dentro dessa dor&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Não há como me salvar&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou aonde você for&lt;br /&gt;(E a sua mão não vou soltar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a sua mão não vou soltar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presa dentro dessa dor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh (2x)&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;Muito boa essa música!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adoro Fresno!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Site oficial:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fresnorock.com.br/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;http://www.fresnorock.com.br/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Fotolog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/fresnorock"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/fresnorock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;My Space:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fresnorock" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/fresnorock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5515749621722723439-6656835093958333831?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/6656835093958333831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/fresno-europa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-6228365117712276930</id><published>2008-09-13T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:01:07.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conflito'/><title type='text'>Tu achas que estou aqui...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMx_rMMoThI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PZgBclySk70/s1600-h/emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245708045965086226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="113" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMx_rMMoThI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PZgBclySk70/s320/emo.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu achas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que estou aqui...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;* Tu achas que eu estou aqui. Tu achas que está conversando comigo, e que eu presto atenção, que eu concordo, respondo, discordo, te ouço, argumento e novamente discordo. Mas eu não estou aqui. Eu não estou nem aí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;* É que por tantas vezes eu achei que tu estivesse comigo, tantas vezes eu, inclusive, jurei que estava conversando contigo, e que tu prestavas atenção, concordava, respondia, discordava, me ouvia, contra-argumentava e, novamente, discordava. Mas você não estava aqui. Você não estava nem aí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;* E é assim mesmo, sumidos de nós mesmos, que sobrevivemos aos golpes dos dias. Não é por acaso que surgem em nossos caminhos esses buracos. Nosso caminho é o mesmo, nosso vetor é o mesmo, mas é a nossa direção que nos faz bater de frente. E bater de frente dói demais, justamente porque a gente sabe exatamente tudo sobre o obstáculo que se aproxima, mas somos sempre acometidos pela impossibilidade do desvio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;* Na verdade, a gente gosta mesmo é do conflito. E isso nunca vai mudar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;* Desligue o rádio e a TV. Volte pra casa, vai chover. E, nem querendo, você vai viver longe de mim.&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/5515749621722723439-6228365117712276930?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/6228365117712276930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/tu-achas-que-eu-estou-aqui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/6228365117712276930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/6228365117712276930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/tu-achas-que-eu-estou-aqui.html' title='Tu achas que estou aqui...'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMx_rMMoThI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PZgBclySk70/s72-c/emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5515749621722723439.post-7032458306058895989</id><published>2008-09-13T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:05:09.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='começando o blog...'/><title type='text'>Começando....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMx4NRmYx9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/AtI8k91ZmCI/s1600-h/diversos+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245699835437828050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="365" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMx4NRmYx9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/AtI8k91ZmCI/s320/diversos+009.jpg" width="332" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aihn... eu estava a horas pra criar um blog, mas no início só se sabe que se tem uma enorme vontade de fazê-lo, pra falar sobre o &lt;em&gt;TUDO&lt;/em&gt; e o &lt;em&gt;NADA&lt;/em&gt;...hehehehehehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Começar as vezes é mais complicado do que se pensa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom, vou falar, certamente, de música, livros, vídeos, e tudo o que há de novo na internet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Perfil do orkut: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspxuid=13224996691506120519&amp;amp;pcy=3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspxuid=13224996691506120519&amp;amp;pcy=3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aqui você pode saber um pouco mais sobre mim....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho um fotolog e &lt;em&gt;AMO&lt;/em&gt; fotografia, entaum , certamente farei postes relacionados a esse tema...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visitem: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/naianalia"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.fotolog.com/naianalia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...kiss me from desire...&lt;br /&gt;...Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Lead me out on the moonlit floor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold me&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thrill me&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kiss me&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kill me&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qm vê kra não vê S2...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em terra de cego qm tem olho é rei..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom, era isso, fui...&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/5515749621722723439-7032458306058895989?l=naianalia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/feeds/7032458306058895989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/comeando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7032458306058895989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5515749621722723439/posts/default/7032458306058895989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naianalia.blogspot.com/2008/09/comeando.html' title='Começando....'/><author><name>Naiana_lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11615294020696811457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SzeJsToiAAI/AAAAAAAAALM/mqtgBeSJgP4/S220/OgAAAB8RLL9oXzaqLoUvt9mYOF-VkAmCn6nPC-Cxqg5O63D4Am1T1UHi1aST-aMQ0eH7WFVq9XI8pJmbo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uudqwzibl-Y/SMx4NRmYx9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/AtI8k91ZmCI/s72-c/diversos+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
